Chapter 109: You can't live if you do your own evil
At such a large-scale book fair, perhaps a stranger walking by is the author of a certain book, and it is possible that the reader who is flipping through the books on the display shelves is a god of a certain type of novel.
For writers, it is always the works that are famous, and they themselves are not easy to become popular, and the public will rarely know what the writer really looks like.
Even if the couple next to them had a copy of "Sherlock" in their hands, they would not have thought that the young man next to them was the author, otherwise they would definitely ask for an autograph!
Only those who use writing as a springboard will learn from idol stars.
Once upon a time, we could name countless classic characters without knowing who the actor was, but now we can only name the actor and not know what role he is playing.
Just as Zhang Chu turned around and was about to leave, he found that a few middle-aged people with big bellies came over with a smile, and the goal was very clear, that is, the bookshelf he was in.
"Lao Qin, let's see if your book has been put on the table, maybe there will be readers looking for you to sign it later." Your copy of "The Law of Killing" said that it was recommended to a film and television company, maybe one day we will go to the cinema to see him. ”
"Alas, who can say for sure! My "Ace Detective" said that it was taken a fancy to, and there has been no movement at all in the past few years. Instead of thinking about those film and television adaptations that are not available, it is better to sell a few more novels. Another bass spoke, but what was revealed in his words was all showing off, for fear that no one would know that his other book was also favored by the film company.
Zhang Chu, who had already walked to the opposite side of the bookshelf, couldn't help laughing, is this really a narrow road?
The person on the other side should be Qin Mu who had targeted him, after all, "The Law of Killing" and "Ace Detective" are all the works of that person.
"Eh, old Qin. Why haven't I seen your book?" asked the man at first.
Qin Mu, who was showing off, suddenly changed his face, how could this be possible!
There are only so many domestic suspense mystery novels, and their "The Law of Killing" is selling very well this year, why don't they even have the qualifications to enter the Scholarly China-Popular Books booth?
"No, I'll look for it. ”
Qin Mu was not in the mood to pretend to show off at this time, appearing on this booth meant popularity, and now he couldn't find his book after browsing around.
It was just in the best position that he saw the pile of "Detective Sherlock", Qin Mu's heart was as uncomfortable as eating a fly, why could that thing stay in such a good position!
Although Zhang Chu didn't see the other party's face, he could hear Qin Mu's embarrassment from the conversation, it was really relieving!
"Lao Qin, don't worry, let's look for it again, if it really doesn't work, ask the publishing house." They all have quota restrictions in their hands, and you are also an old author, so it shouldn't be this kind of treatment. ”
Qin Mu said angrily: "It must be Zhang Chu who snatched my place, why can he, a newcomer, be recommended by the official Chinese scholars? ”
"Now I'm afraid that the theory is useless, and it is impossible for the organizers of the book fair to change it. The companion persuaded and said, "Maybe the publisher came according to sales or topicality, but his book sells quite well, and now it can sell thousands of copies every day." ”
"I'm sorry to make you laugh, let's go for a walk, let's go to the rest of the place. ”
Qin Mu felt that his old face was about to be lost, these friends were all writers from all over the world, and they took advantage of the opportunity of the book fair to get together, and he brought them here to show off before, but he didn't see anything.
After Zhang Chu heard the footsteps of several people in the distance, he walked out from behind the bookshelf, and saw that his "Sherlock" did not know who put several copies of Sherlock Holmes on it!
If it weren't for Zhang Chu's sharp eyes, the next visitors might not have known that this book existed.
"I'll it, this person is too cautious!"
Who else could make such a childish move?
Zhang Chu was about to be blown up, and this approach was completely to make "Sherlock" unable to appear in front of visitors.
Needless to say, he directly locked on the suspect, then took out the notebook and pen in his satchel, and then put on his cap and trotted forward.
Qin Mu and the others didn't go far, they pointed at another type of book in front of them.
Zhang Chu walked quickly in front of Qin Mu and said in a slightly nervous tone: "Teacher Qin, I accidentally heard you chatting just now, I especially like your "The Law of Killing", can you sign it for me?"
Qin Mu, who had just pretended to be a failure, finally showed a smile at this moment, he swore that this was definitely not the trust he had invited!
This young man came at the right time, Qin Mu took the pen with a smile, and looked at the notebook that already had a name on it, but he didn't think much about it and wrote his name, "It's signed, thank you for your support." ”
Zhang Chu felt that his acting skills at this moment won the Oscar, and after the same move pitted Ma Boen, now Qin Mu has also thrown himself into the net.
Unlucky 48 hours, what is the problem with this?
After seeing Qin Mu go away, the smile on Zhang Chu's face completely let go, and he was looking forward to seeing the next performance.
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At 9:50, Zhang Chu came to the door of Hall 8 with his temporary certificate, and the banners and exhibition shelves outside were written in huge words "2018 Chinese Suspense Literature Summit", and many people wrote their names on the signature wall next to them, and at the same time asked reporters to take pictures.
When the staff saw Zhang Chu's certificate, their expressions were very suspicious, and they always felt that such a young and handsome person could not be a writer.
"Teacher Zhang Chu, please come here to sign in, your position is in the tenth row of sixteen, the event is about to start, please sit down as soon as possible. ”
After Zhang Chu, who was handsome in front of him, followed the staff in, the nearby writers all cast their eyes on him.
It's not that they haven't seen a young and talented newcomer, but the newcomer in front of them seems to be a little new, and there is no beard at the corner of his mouth.
"Who is this? I haven't seen it before. ”
"Why write when you can eat with your face?"
"Who of you know each other, can actually come to the summit, write something?"
"Isn't it a star who came to gild?"
"It's been a long time since I've seen a newcomer, why don't you ask?"
"I'm going to Nanhai Publishing Company, we'll see later. ”
Even the veteran writers were full of curiosity in the face of strangers and newcomers, and Qin Mu, who was hiccuping, suddenly noticed a familiar face walking towards the empty seat in the row in front of him.
"You, you're the guy before, Hiccup, who asked me for an autograph? Why did you get in?"
Qin Mu covered his mouth and wanted to stop, but the sound of hiccups was still muffled, making the people around him want to laugh but didn't dare to laugh.
Zhang Chu stretched out his hand and took the initiative to introduce himself: "Hello Mr. Qin, I am Zhang Chu, the one who wrote "Detective Sherlock". ”
"It's you!"
Qin Mu instantly performed a unique trick in Sichuan Opera, his face became solemn for a moment, and the person who disguised himself as a fan in front of him to ask for his autograph turned out to be targeted by himself before.
Under the emotion, Qin Mu even forgot to burp, but the unlucky notebook would not let him go so easily.
"Poof"
A loud voice suddenly came from behind him, and a foul smell suddenly spread!
The writers around Qin Mu avoided it, and they covered their mouths and noses with their hands, and at the same time fanned the wind with paper to dispel the stench.
This group of people secretly said in their hearts that they were unlucky, sitting next to this person and hiccuping and farting, it was simply a bomb for life!