After nine o'clock in the morning, the early spring sun began to show its due power.

Liu Xiuying stood in the noisy procession, her temples were already wet with sweat, and her hair was sticking to her forehead. A ray of sunlight came obliquely, Liu Xiuying was dazzled by the sunlight, subconsciously turned sideways, and looked up to see a smiling face full of pimples.

It was a young man with a huge travel backpack behind him, and he had been walking around and sticking to Liu Xiuying's side, which seemed to others as if he was with Liu Xiuying, but only Liu Xiuying knew that this product just wanted to cut the queue at the beginning, but he didn't succeed in cutting the line, and finally stood here without face and skin.

Seeing Liu Xiuying turn around, the young man grinned and showed a friendly smile to her.

Immediately afterwards, there was a northern accent that was completely different from the Dongou City dialect, with a strong garlic flavor, and went straight to Liu Xiuying's façade: "Which article do you like in "Miscellaneous Conversations in the Small Courtyard"? I like the last one the most, if you are well, it will be a sunny day......

Liu Xiuying's face turned blue in an instant.

Sunny day, I'm sunny to your mother!!

Liu Xiuying endured the unpleasant tone and turned her head silently, preferring to bask in the sun rather than deal with the young man.

The young man was a little embarrassed, scratched his head with a wry smile, and finally stopped being bewitching. He hesitated for a moment, his eyes suddenly firmed, took a step forward, squeezed in front of Liu Xiuying, and the big backpack behind his back squeezed Liu Xiuying to take another step back.

"Cut in line again!?"

"Cut in line and kill the whole family!"

"Don't you go back......"

There was a burst of dissatisfaction behind Liu Xiuying.

A dragon of people, almost lined up at the street corner.

Liu Xiuying frowned, looked at the guy who was stuck in front of her with annoyance, took a breath, wiped the sweat on her forehead, raised her hand and glanced at her watch, at 9:18, it was more than eighteen minutes before the agreed time of Lin Guorong's signing meeting.

Looking at the long queue that could not be seen at a glance, Liu Xiuying couldn't help but sigh deeply.

She had been standing here for more than an hour, and not only did she not advance in size, but she was squeezed back at least a few dozen meters. At first, she was a little angry, but as time went on, she had almost come to terms with the phenomenon of moving against the objective laws of the queue. Even if you don't take a few steps back in a minute or two, there will be a kind of snickering joy similar to "earned".

"Why hasn't Lin Guorong come yet......"

"Play big!"

"There are so many people, if you don't come, I'll leave......"

"Can he sign so many people, shouldn't he wait until our books are sold out? The people in front of you must not be scalpers, buy dozens of copies by yourself. ”

"Don't worry, how can you hold dozens of books......

Liu Xiuying listened to the people before and after talking with accents from all over the world, and suddenly her face changed slightly.

Because she suddenly realized that she was what these people called scalpers.

In fact, her admiration for Lin Guorong is limited, and almost all of this worship comes from Lin Guorong's current prestige, as well as the inexplicable vanity of being Lin Miao's former head teacher and being able to have a little relationship with Lin Guorong, which is not much directly related to the "literary achievements" of "Small Courtyard Miscellaneous".

The reason why I came to line up today is mainly because of the trust of others, such as her second uncle, her aunt, her sister, and her third aunt......

Although all of these people are uneducated, and even illiterate, as soon as they heard that Liu Xiuying was "Lin Guorong's son's head teacher", they kept asking her for Lin Guorong's autograph these days, and when they asked for it, they were very upright, and they spoke like this-

"You're his son's teacher, can you give it to you if you want a book?"

"Xiuying, you are so old, your uncle has never bothered you with anything, right, this little thing is nothing more than a matter of one sentence, you have nothing to do in school all day anyway, what is so difficult about saying hello to Lin Guorong and his son, and asking his father to give you a book?"

"Xiuying, my family has obviously told my classmates that I will definitely give Ben Lin Guorong's autographed book to others on my birthday. I'll pay for it, and you'll help you go to the head office, right?"

Liu Xiuying thought of the faces of those relatives, and the irritability in her heart doubled.

She felt that these people didn't seem to understand people's words, and they had obviously explained to them many times, the child had already skipped a grade, and she was no longer Lin Miao's homeroom teacher, but those people seemed to have lost their minds, and they didn't listen to her explanation at all, and the back and forth was "You are his son's teacher", and what was even more odious was that the second elder of the family actually helped those people, and it seemed that his daughter seemed to be able to be on an equal footing with Lin Guorong.

The more Liu Xiuying thought about it, the more angry she became, the more angry she became, and the bad emotions continued to accumulate, which finally caused physiological problems.

A rush of cramping and fullness spread to the cerebral cortex as if rubbing deep into the lower abdomen.

Liu Xiuying's whole body suddenly tensed, cold sweat gushed down with the cold war, and her face turned from blue to white......

Liu Xiuying tightly held back the strong gushing impulse, challenging the weight-bearing limit of the chrysanthemum muscles, and the whole person fell into a kind of confusion that she didn't know where she was. In just a few seconds, her vision began to blur, she didn't care about the blazing sun, and the unpleasant smell in the air didn't matter, a warm wind blew by her side, Liu Xiuying's legs were clamped, and she felt that life had suddenly lost its meaning. What fame, what profit, in the face of the freedom to pull as much as you want, all of them are a fart......

Liu Xiuying's thoughts began to drift, and she couldn't help but talk to herself in her heart.

Anyway, why am I standing here? Why should I agree to them? A group of bastards who stand and talk without backache, have you considered my feelings? And Xiao Yuyu, yes! It's this little bastard, if it weren't for this little bastard who scared Lin Miao away, the old lady would still be his official homeroom teacher now, and she would still need to come over and line up in person to buy such things as autographed books?

Liu Xiuying inhaled deeply, and the feeling in her stomach seemed to be slightly better.

Is it just a fart? Do you want to gamble?

Liu Xiuying was a little hesitant, and began to retreat in her heart.

It's a big deal to find a place to relax first, and it's a big deal to start all over again!

Liu Xiuying thought about it, and couldn't help but look at the front and back ends of the team, and then immediately fell into a struggle again.

Looking ahead, there is a long wait ahead, and behind you is a desperate death.

Do you want to keep going, or do you want to give up on what you've gotten this far?

It's already 9:26, even if Lin Guorong is late, it shouldn't be more than half an hour, right?

Maybe he'll be here soon?

Coo-goo-goo......

When Liu Xiuying was hesitating, her abdomen suddenly twitched more violently than just now.

It's over!not good!!Don't !! the butterfly!!!

Liu Xiuying covered her stomach in horror, clamping her legs tightly, sweat soaking her whole body.

She looked desperately at the road, searching for signs of public toilets.

But apparently, this is just a luxury. In a city where the whole city is keen to solve problems by the walls, the number of public toilets is even rarer than that of bookstores. Before 2000, there was almost an inch of exterior wall in the urban area of Dongou City, and it was never humiliated by human body fluids......

Liu Xiuying looked across the road with tears in her eyes.

At that moment, Santana, with the window wide open, drove past her at a turtle speed......

Inside the car, Lin Miao's face was ugly and Liu Xiuying, whose face was even more ugly, looked at each other.

Liu Xiuying suddenly froze, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, she obviously wanted to laugh, but her expression was more ugly than crying.

Then, before she could come to her senses, someone in front of her suddenly shouted, "It's coming!"

The shout fell, and the long dragon, which was barely orderly, collapsed in an instant!

"Ahh

"Lin Guorong is here!"

"Don't squeeze me!"

Thousands of people rushed forward like crazy.

Liu Xiuying couldn't stand at all, and was pushed forward by the surging crowd.

She has never experienced the Spring Festival, but at this moment she finally realized what it means to be called a "sea of people", and she felt that she was really like being pushed by the waves, and her body was completely out of control.

You can imagine how serious the consequences would be if you fell at this time-

But even without falling, things don't seem to be much better.

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze, let me out!" Liu Xiuying's shout was already crying.

Without shouting a word, a huge object suddenly flung in front of him.

The backpack of the acne man who was lined up in front of Liu Xiuying just now was thrown heavily on Liu Xiuying's face.

The edge of the blackened backpack was inhumanely stuffed into her mouth!

At this moment, Liu Xiuying's mind was completely blank.

She didn't hold it anymore.

Two lines of hot tears rolled out of their eyes.

As soon as the body relaxed, everything that should erupt was sprayed out.

A foul smell spread around Liu Xiuying as the center.

Not far from Liu Xiuying's side, a girl looked at the tearful Liu Xiuying with frightened eyes, and let out a piercing scream: "Ah——! pulled in the crotch! You are pulled in the crotch!!"

Liu Xiuying's face was as dead as ashes, and her eyes had lost the light of continuing to live......

But the people in front of and behind her did not disperse.

Under the general trend, there is no escape.

The crowd was getting excited.

Even some uncles and aunts who don't know the truth think they are distributing free daily necessities and rush to join in the fun.

In front of the Xinhua Bookstore, more than a dozen security guards worked hard to maintain order at the collapsed scene.

The signing session could not start at all.

"Call the police station!" Lao Lin frowned and said to the store manager with rich experience.

The store manager seemed to have a backbone, and hurriedly called the nearby police station.

After anxiously waiting for about ten minutes, more than a dozen police cars roared in.

A group of police officers rushed down, shouting and shouting, and dispersed the crowd.

But young people from all over the country were not afraid and insisted on defending their right to sign a signature.

The aunts and uncles didn't flinch at all, they had to get free eggs.

Traffic on Xueyuan Road was paralyzed for a while.

Lin Miao looked at this chaotic scene sickly, and was about to complain, when a bright color suddenly appeared in front of him.

Qin Wanqiu, who was dressed in a police uniform, squeezed out of the crowd and walked in front of Lao Lin, "Teacher Lin, can you give me two books?"

Lao Lin didn't care about the chaos of the scene, and immediately nodded and agreed: "Of course!

Qin Wanqiu was inexplicably shy and nodded.

At this moment, a handsome and tall young policeman wearing three three-star bars on his shoulder walked in outside, and when he came up, he grabbed Qin Wanqiu's hand and said with a reproachful face: "I said that I came to get it, there are so many people, how unsafe is it to squeeze around?"

Lao Lin held the book in his hand, watching Qin Wanqiu take advantage of him without caring about it, his expression was quite confused.

The young policeman smiled at Lin Guorong, stretched out his hand and said, "Director Lin, I am Xu Yiguang from the District Public Security Bureau. ”

Lao Lin looked blank and shook hands with the handsome policeman Xu Yiguang.

The handsome policeman turned his head again and asked Ding Shaoyi, "Editor-in-chief Ding." ”

Ding Shaoyi smiled slightly: "Director Xu." ”

Managing director?!!!

Lao Lin's eyes were frightened.

What director? So young?

Lin Miao looked at this scene and was quite surprised, so she simply asked Qin Wanqiu, "Auntie, is this uncle Luo Li's father?"

The flush on Qin Wanqiu's face was even worse.

Xu Yiguang laughed, squatted down and touched Lin Miao's head, and said proudly: "Yes, uncle will be Luo Li's father in the future!"

Oh, got it.

Lin Miao was relieved.

A big beauty like Qin Wanqiu, even if her husband dies and she still has a child, it is not impossible to affect her own sales. From this point of view, it should be taken down by the big leader in this unit, near the water.

Lao Lin seems to have failed to derail mentally in marriage, and unrequited love has broken down......

Lin Miao turned her head to look at Lao Lin, and Lao Lin's expression was very stiff.

In front of the bookstore, a large group of police and security guards were still fighting against the people who tried to storm the store.

Someone in the crowd shouted angrily, "What the hell are you trying to do? Queue up! Someone has even squeezed out the!"

Lin Miao's eyebrows jumped when she heard this, and she sighed helplessly, "As for it, why bother? Why bother?......