It took a lot of effort for the police to disperse the crowd, first painstakingly coaxing away the lively uncles and aunts, and then finally getting the crowd to line up again. The uncles and aunts squeezed out a stinky sweat for a long time but couldn't get the eggs, and they were all angry and scolded when they left, saying that the police had embezzled the eggs, and the policemen like this should be pulled and shot in a few years. Xu Yiguang, who maintained order, smiled helplessly, and called a policeman to come over and get some sand to clean up a puddle of dark liquid that exuded a strong field smell on the sidewalk, but the people in line still didn't dare to step on it.

The crowd on the college road finally returned to its early morning appearance.

The young and middle-aged men and women of literature and art who were just huddled into dogs also turned back to being polite, gentle and frugal, modest and polite, and under the watchful eyes of the police, no one cut in line, and no one even spoke. Because of the two vacancies who are clamoring for human rights, all of them have received gifts from the people's police, a pair of silver bracelets, guaranteed to be unforgettable.

The crowd moved quietly, taking a step forward every few seconds, as precise as an assembly line.

At the front of the human dragon, Lin Guorong sat behind several tables, holding a signing pen, frowning, and writing hard.

Pull it and scratch through the title page of "The Hair of the Strange Residence" handed by the reader.

The reader with a huge travel bag took the book back and looked at it, and found that Lao Lin's characters were actually painted with silver hooks and the pen was a dragon and snake, and he couldn't help but admire it and said excitedly: "Mr. Lin, your handwriting is really beautiful." ”

Lao Lin made a stinky face and hummed irritably.

The shopkeeper who counted the money and had cramps on his hands also urged unhappily: "Hurry up, hurry up, don't say it, there are so many people waiting behind!"

The acne man was urged by the store manager, and the people behind him immediately echoed him, and they were born one after another, so that the acne man should hurry up.

The acne man sighed, bowed to Lao Lin, turned around and walked out of the door, while he was quite regretful, it seemed that the young girl who was next to him just now seemed to have gone first. I guess I was placed at the front of the line when I was back in line......

Lin Miao sat on the edge of the old forest and watched the acne leave.

A little girl came up from behind, respectfully handed over the new book, and said to Lao Lin with a smile: "Teacher Lin, my parents like your books." After speaking, he threw a wink at Lin Miao, who was sitting on the side.

Zhang Xueru looked cunning.

Lin Miao was speechless and said, "Why are you here too?"

Zhang Xueru said loudly: "I worship your father!"

When Lao Lin heard this, he looked up and saw that it was a cute little girl, so he couldn't help but smile, and asked Lin Miao while signing, "Do you know each other?"

Zhang Xueru immediately climbed up the pole, Teacher Lin didn't scream, and directly changed his words: "Uncle, Miao Miao and I are teammates of the city's Olympiad team, he took the first exam in the city, and I took the second exam in the city!

The corners of Lin Miao's mouth twitched, but she didn't give any explanation very sensibly.

Lao Lin's eyes couldn't help but light up, he glanced at Zhang Xueru carefully, and then shook his head regretfully.

is too much older than Lin Miao, and being a daughter-in-law is too old......

Zhang Xueru showed a pleading look at this time, and said coquettishly: "Uncle, can you write me a few more words and send them to Zhang Xueru, wishing you a happy birthday." ”

This small request, Lao Lin naturally will not refuse.

Without thinking about it, he swiped and signed an extra line on the title page and handed it to Zhang Xueru.

Zhang Xueru happily took the book, and suddenly stepped forward and kissed Lin Miao on the face.

Lin Miao was kissed with a confused face, and looked at Zhang Xueru unhappily.

Zhang Xueru not only did not restrain herself, but had to rub Lin Miao's head inch by inch, and went out laughing loudly.

A group of literary and artistic young people who lined up in the store to wait for Lao Lin's favor were dumbfounded, they had seen those who took advantage of the writer, but they really had never seen anyone who took advantage of the writer's son. Then when they came back to their senses, they couldn't help but look at Lin Miao, obviously having some intention of being rude.

"This female rascal......" Lin Miao wiped the saliva from her face in disgust, looked up and found that a greasy young man standing at the front looked at him wrongly, and immediately shouted, "Don't even think about it! I only accept beautiful young ladies under the age of twenty to kiss me! If you are not beautiful, you must be conscious, if the man kisses me, I will call the police immediately!"

Everyone in the store was amused by Lin Miao and let out a burst of laughter.

Lao Lin's bad mood after losing the person he was preparing to cheat on was also a lot better, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, the signature handwriting that was originally full of anger, and the lines of the pen became softer, and while writing, he turned his head to Lin Miao and said: "People are small and big, what is beautiful, what is not beautiful?"

As he was talking, Qin Wanqiu walked in with a little guy carved in pink.

Luo Li, this little girl, didn't remember to eat, she was just made to cry by Lin Miao three days ago, and when she saw Lin Miao today, she jumped happily again, ran forward and pulled Lin Miao and shouted: "Lin Shuishui, why don't you go to learn the piano? I've been waiting for you for three days!"

Qin Wanqiu looked apologetic and said to Lao Lin: "Teacher Lin, my Luo Li is clamoring to come over and play with Miao Miao, I see that Miao Miao is also here today, so I will go home and bring her over, it won't affect your work, right?"

Lao Lin glanced at Qin Wanqiu, his eyes were full of bitterness of "The woman I want to sleep with the most was slept with by another man", and said with a smile: "What does this have to do, in the future, the child wants to play with my little guy, you just have to bring her to my house." ”

Qin Wanqiu smiled slightly, said a kind word to Lao Lin, and threw Luo Li to Lin Miao, but he turned around and walked out of the door of the store, and naturally laughed with Xu Yiguang, while speaking, he also pointed to the house, as if to say how good Luo Li and Lin Miao are together.

Lao Lin looked at Qin Wanqiu's happy appearance, a mouthful of old blood couldn't help but hold it in his chest, and his handwriting became sad and angry again, hissing and tearing the paper on the title page.

The autograph session in the morning lasted more than two hours.

In order to ensure order, the police never left.

So Lao Lin could only watch Xu Yiguang and Qin Wanqiu show affection in front of him, and his internal injuries were a mess.

Near the end of the signing meeting, a man over forty years old rushed in the venue, grabbed Lao Lin's hand and cried, crying bitterly and shouting that Lao Lin was the guiding light of his life, if he hadn't watched "Small Courtyard Talk", he would almost lose the courage to live. Lao Lin was very confused by this old man, and turned his head to look at Lin Miao, who was also speechless.

What the hell am I writing? You're making up so much of your brain?

The father and son looked at the excited readers speechlessly, Lu Jianbo of "Dongou Daily", I don't know when he touched it, picked up the camera, and took pictures of this historic scene.

The next day, the photo made the headlines of Dongou Daily.

The title is quite terrifying - "When Words Touch the Soul: It is Difficult to Give Up the Famous Writer Lin Guorong" - which made half of the people in the city mistakenly think that Lao Lin is an old man who just died yesterday......