Early the next morning, Wang Gang got up beautifully, and the man with the bandage on his body was comfortable. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Why, hey, Chen Wenwen came early in the morning, made breakfast, helped with housework, this is a daughter-in-law who has never passed the door, this is the life that men dream of.

Wang Mei's eyes were quenched with poison, and she stared at Wang Gang and Chen Wenwen deadly. I can't wait to poison this pair of dogs who show affection, well, no, Wang Gang is his own brother, he can't be scolded, it's stinky and shameless.

What is Lang Qing and concubine, what is sweat and pores are opened.

"Does it still hurt in your body, can I help you change the dressing?" Chen Wenwen cleaned the dishes and chopsticks, sat down next to Wang Gang and asked with concern.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts all over my body." Wang Gang pretended to be shameless.

"Okay, I'm taking a leave of absence and not going to school, and you are not allowed to go out today, I will take care of you at home."

Wang Gang immediately jumped up and shouted at the top of his voice: "That's not good, learning is a sacred thing, my generation of scholars, read for the rise of China, and study for the Chinese nation to stand forever in the forest of nations, Wenwen, you can't give up studying because of me." ”

The words are high-sounding, how can it be if you don't go out, how can you not go out, the autograph will not be over yet, what will the autograph be? That's 10 million in cash. If the autograph session lasts for a week, Huang Dehai's kid has to give himself 10 million.

Wang Mei calmly packed up her things, opened the door to work, and when she went out, she looked back and smiled, and gave Wang Gang a capital "Hehe." "My brother knows too well, and he has risen in China and returned to the forest of the nation.

Isn't it just that Huang Dehai poured soup into the fan, isn't it just money, saying that his brother has made a fortune, did he buy a car or something first, or buy a house? It's so tangled.

Chen Wenwen and Wang Gang have known each other for more than two years, how fresh. When you open your mouth, you come: "Speak human words." ”

Wang Gang made a grimace and said with a shy face: "It will take six days for my autograph meeting to end, dear, you just let me go, I will ensure that I am safe and stable, and I will not toss the moth." ”

Chen Wenwen went to school with a happy face, who cares why you go, as long as you don't go to the central hospital to see the fox spirit, you can go all day. A woman's heart, hey.

Get dressed, take a taxi. The little sheep is still at the door of the TV station.

Longteng Garden sales office, that is called a colorful flag fluttering, crowded with people.

Overhead, the banner dragging the sales ad has been replaced. Replaced with the words "Firefighting real heroes, the God of War autograph session by your side".

The old director of the TV station led dozens of TV station employees, holding a pennant, and waited at the door with Director Wang of the police station.

Huang Dehai had good eyes, and when he saw that Wang Gang got out of the car, he trotted to catch up.

"Brother Gang, good morning, I watched your affairs yesterday, you are fine. Look at this bandage, it's really artistic. Little brother's admiration for you is like a turbulent river, which is continuous, not absolute, your ......"

Wang Gang interrupted the sycophants of this goods, hugged Huang Dehai's shoulders and bit his ear and said, "Boy, the house is sold out, how much can I get?" ”

Huang Dehai was stunned, he didn't think about money at all, this is a sad story, people are poor and have money left. The rich and handsome world is full of fairy tales.

Huang Dehai's little eyes were full of disbelief, shock, contempt, you are so vulgar, whether you are Wang Mei and her brother, and a series of emotional factors. After the shock, Huang Dehai quickly entered the eight-and-a-half bitter drama mode of his brother-in-law and uncle.

"Hey, Brother Gang, don't worry, the house has all been sold, just with your reputation, how can it not be sold, a total of 10.3 million, I'll give you a total of 11 million." Do you want a check or a bank transfer? ”

Wang Gang patted Huang Dehai's shoulder with satisfaction, there is a big pair, young man, you are good, my brother is optimistic about your posture.

"Transfer money, I'll give you the account number later, this matter is over, I often go home to sit, we are also close to each other, and we are not outsiders. Haha, ahahaha. ”

You are so vulgar, this expression is written on Huang Dehai's handsome face. That's right, this is my uncle.

Director Wang and the old director came, and surrounded by a group of onlookers, the old director personally gave Wang Gang a pennant with the words "Firefighting Hero" written on it.

Dozens of people, under the leadership of the old chief, bent down and bowed to Wang Gang.

Wang Gang hurriedly stepped forward to help the old head up, but this old man, the more he looked at it, the more cute he became.

The staff of the TV station in the back directly sent a piece of red silk.

Seeing the big red silk, Wang Gang's chicken froze, not excited, no, didn't you watch the awards party, the donation party, all got a big red silk, covered with a big check of one or two meters, this is real money.

Who is Wang Gang, that is a strange man who treats money like dung. Let's smash me to death with dung, smash hard, smash hard.

Wang Gang grinned and lifted the red silk, and drank, a check for 100,000 yuan, the TV station is very powerful. The little old man, the old director, the more he looks at it, the cuter it becomes.

Take a picture, take a group photo, interview an interview. Wang Gang maintained a grinning posture and tossed for nearly an hour.

When I have money, my waist is no longer sore, my legs are no longer painful, and I am strong to walk.

The TV station left first, and the police station left a few policemen to maintain order, and they also left.

The signature will start over.

Okay, today's scene is grander, you can beat people, you can fight ghosts, you can't jump off a building to die, you can't die in a fire, you can write a fantasy novel.

The whole line was lined up for two streets, and in a short period of time, the fruit sellers, the children's toys sellers, and the roasted sweet potatoes all came. Originally, because of the legend of the murderous house, the uninhabited Longteng Garden turned into a small market.

"God of War, I saved people again last night, come, Auntie bought a little fruit, take it back and eat it slowly."

"You're polite, hey, it's all in time, if you were there, you would definitely do better than me."

"Xiao Wang, come to the uncle's side and bring some souvenirs from the family, bring them back, and make up for your body."

"Uncle, you're polite, no, you see I can't pile up things here."

"How can you dislike the lack of things, right?"

"Then how can it, uncle came to sign for you, I will accept the things, I wish you good health and a long life."

"God of War, do you have a good relationship with your girlfriend?"

"Pretty good, huh? What's wrong sister paper? ”

"Oh. This is my phone, if we have time, let's go out to watch a movie, shall we? Me, I don't have a boyfriend yet. ”

"Yo, sister, you're tempting me, but, I like it, there are too many people, I'll call you when I'm free."

"Uncle, what are you holding in your hand?"

Wang Gang casually put the business card in his arms, stared at Huang Dehai and said, "What, boy, you have an opinion, go aside." ”

Huang Dehai burst into tears.

Wang Gang's side is proud of the spring breeze, but some people are happy and some are worried.

In the center of Shancheng, in the No. 1 Xinhua Bookstore, Xue Qian, a great writer from Beijing, was a little unhappy. His own martial arts novel "Heroic Tornado" is on sale today, and the publishing house is advertising and Internet bombardment, and it is scheduled to be signed and sold today.

Xue Qian, who was full of joy, prepared for several days, customizing dresses, changing new moves, and dressing up in a fancy way, but what the hell is this. There are three or two big cats and small kittens, and most of them are arranged by relatives and friends of the publishing house to support the party.

The two-day signing session was originally scheduled to be over, but it ended in less than two hours.

Xue Qian was very disappointed, and felt that the whole world had betrayed him.

When did he become so unpopular. As a well-known writer, Xue Qian felt that wherever he walked, he should be greeted by lights and applause, and the blow of reality made Xue Qian a little restless. Anger and confusion were written on his face.

Shancheng is the first stop of his own signing meeting, and it is not good to be a teacher, has his charm declined?

The signing session was over, and Xue Qian returned to the hotel where he was staying. Turn on the computer and click on a web page at random, which happens to be the forum that I am proud of in Dashan City.

I saw that the overwhelming number of small videos and photos were about to swipe the screen, God of War, what is it, there is such a title as God of War in modern society, is it the army?

Taking a closer look, Xue Qian's nose was crooked.

The bullshit god of war is a martial artist, a martial artist with developed limbs and a simple mind, and a firefighting hero autograph. No wonder my fans didn't come.

Drinking, fighting, catching ghosts, yelling, and rushing into the fire to save people, this forced pretend to be a full score.

There is no love for no reason in this world, and there is no hate for no reason, this writer directly positioned Wang Gang as looking for trouble.

Knowing that he was holding a signing meeting today, he dared to grab someone's head with himself, how could he swallow this breath.

Xue Qian directly opened his Weibo and began to write.

"Today is the launch of the new book "Heroic Tornado", and the mountain city is indeed a treasure of feng shui for outstanding individuals, but I am very sad."

Xue Qian is a well-known writer, and his influence is not small. As soon as Weibo was posted, there were all kinds of comforts from fans.

"What's wrong with Qianqian, is there an accident at the signing meeting?"

"Is Qianqian sick? Does it matter? ”

"Are you wronged in the mountain city, tell me that I have relatives in the mountain city, go and beat them."

"Why are you going to the mountain city, where the fart is bigger, how good is the capital as the starting place, humble and not aggrieved, we will support you when you go back to the capital."

Xue Qian saw that the heat was almost over, and directly put a video link of Wang Gang under Weibo, first a drinker, then a fight at the train station, and finally a haunted mountain city forum comment, and finally followed the comparison between the two sides of the signing meeting.

The meaning is obvious, a martial artist who drinks and fights, pretends to be a ghost, directly bullies himself as an outsider, robs his own attention, and makes his own signing party.

Xue Qian's fans exploded. "The god of war, which sewer came out of it, and he still catches ghosts, why doesn't he go to heaven."

"Humility doesn't cry, brothers go to that bullshit Wang Gang's Weibo to scold him to death and explode his chrysanthemum."

"Report No. 1, Wang Gang doesn't have a Weibo account."

"Hey, it's just a bun after a long time, and I haven't connected to the Internet at home, so I don't even have a Weibo account."

"The mountain city is a garbage city, with no cultural background at all, and worships a ruffian who pretends to be a god."

"The mountain city is a remote area, is it rare for the poor mountains and bad waters to come out of the people, and it is rare to pretend to be a ghost?"

Where did Wang Gang know about these things, and directly signed "Boom" and "Boom" non-stop.

Under the soles of his feet, the small gifts given by fans and half-fans who like Wang Gang are almost impossible to let go. It's so cool to be worshipped.

Suddenly, a voice shouted, "Grass, what the hell, dare to say that our mountain city is garbage." God of War, someone is scolding you on Weibo. Beat that thing to death. ”