Fifteen years later......

Yucheng Book Building, the originally spacious hall on the first floor was packed. The seat is not enough to sit, but it does not hinder people's enthusiasm, and there are even people holding bright red banners and huge cheering signs, I don't know which star they think is the meeting.

Of course, the reality is much the same. But it's not a film and television star, but a star writer, a genius beauty writer in her early twenties.

"Please be quiet, our book launch is about to begin. ”

As the female host, dressed in a professional suit, spoke, the originally noisy scene suddenly quieted down.

"Below, we invite our genius beauty writer - Du Xiaoxiao. ”

Du Xiaoxiao walked up to the stage, looking gentle as water, just like everyone who came out of the deep boudoir compound in the previous dynasty. How can unfamiliar people imagine the existence of this former captain of the Superman Secret Service when he was a child, and took a few little ghosts to catch thieves.

Time can change many things, but there will always be some things that are difficult to change, and they are quietly preserved. Like what......

Du Xiaoxiao seemed to wink inadvertently at the corner, the naughty energy was the same as back then, and the big eyes seemed to be able to speak.

"Little I love you like a mouse loves rice. ”

"North of the equator, small is the most beautiful. ”

Seeing Du Xiaoxiao's appearance, the fans at the scene fell into a frenzy at once, and all kinds of strange cheering slogans rose and fell in the hall. This hot scene is like a book launch, but like a fan meeting of a big-name star.

Du Xiaoxiao was obviously used to seeing this kind of scene, and under the comfort of her soft voice, the fans quieted down. The on-site Q&A session of the book launch officially began.

"Hello Xiaoxiao, first of all, congratulations on winning this year's Confucius Literature Award. ”

Du Xiaoxiao had a warm smile on her face, and that smile was somewhat similar to Gu Qianqian, "Thank you." ”

"We all know that you studied under Mr. Liu Hongquan, a famous literary scholar in my country, who can be called a literary master, and Mr. Liu was also a winner of the Confucius Literature Award. Both the master and apprentice are both winners of the Confucius Literature Award, which is rare in the entire history. And you are the youngest winner of the Confucius Literature Award in history, I don't know if there is anything you want to say to you now. ”

"Actually, what I want to say has already been said at the awards ceremony. The Confucius Literature Award is the greatest expectation that my teacher has given me, and I am very happy that I can achieve my teacher's expectations through my own efforts. ”

Another reporter stood up, "Hello Xiaoxiao, in the year since the awards ceremony, there has been a polarization of comments about you, I don't know what you think about it." ”

This question is a bit sharp, and it is easy to offend people if you don't answer it well. The host stood up and was about to say something, but saw Du Xiaoxiao shaking his head at him with a smile.

Du Xiaoxiao looked at the reporter, and the smile on his face remained unchanged, "I don't know which faction you belong to, Mr. reporter?"

"I ......"

Du Xiaoxiao didn't intend to listen to his opinions, and directly interrupted, "If this reporter is interested, you can check that in the more than 300 years since the establishment of the Confucius Literature Award, there has never been a literary award that is not controversial. Isn't it even the same with the teacher's book "Liujia Fishing Village" back then?"

"But ......"

Du Xiaoxiao waved his hand lightly and continued, "It is normal for a literary work to be controversial. It shows that it arouses the reader's thoughts, and thinking about this is what I think is the most important asset that literature brings to the reader in addition to entertainment. ”

Applause erupted.

The reporter was still about to say something, when suddenly a chill broke out all over his body, and then ......

"Sneeze, sneeze, sneeze. ”

Looking at the reporter who was suddenly sneezing, the corners of Du Xiaoxiao's mouth hooked up a smile.

A reporter stood up and said, "Hello Xiaoxiao, I am a big fan of your books, and I have read each of your books many times." ”

"Thank you. ”

"It's been a year since you won the Confucius Literature Prize, which you haven't seen in public. Some people even say that your talent is just a flash in the pan, and now you may be hiding somewhere to enjoy life. And this kind of argument has become more and more intense recently, so is your new book published at this time a positive response to this statement? So how confident do you have in this new book called "Small Shops Only Sell Afternoon Tea", after all, with the halo of the Confucius Literature Award, everyone will definitely measure you with a higher vision and standards. ”

Du Xiaoxiao glanced at the corner again and said, "I have been writing the book "The Little Shop Only Sells Afternoon Tea" for many years, and it should be the first long book in my entire writing career. The release of a new book at this time is not to compete with anyone, nor to slap anyone in the face, but just because the book happens to be finished. ”

"My teacher once told me to be fierce, and if others scold you, you will fight back, so that others will not bully you. ”

Obviously, everyone present knew something about Mr. Liu's personality, so they laughed.

Du Xiaoxiao continued, "However, writing a book is the opposite. As a writer, all you have to do is keep your heart and write the story you want to write. ”

The reporter continued to ask, "Then can I understand that this book "The Little Shop Only Sells Afternoon Tea" is the story you want to write the most. ”

Du Xiaoxiao nodded, his gaze became far-reaching, "This book is not a story, it is my life." ”

In the corner, Hu Lei and Gu Qianqian sat side by side. Fifteen years have passed, and the years have inevitably left traces on them, although they are not obvious, but they do exist.

Gu Qianqian held Hu Lei's arm, and watched with a smile as the girl on the stage faced many problems one by one.

And Hu Lei was even more emotional, and his mind clearly appeared when he first saw Du Xiaoxiao......

The fleshy bun face, with big eyes that seemed to be able to speak, pouted and said, "Is that him?" ”

……

End of book.