Chapter 19: Talk Show
Wednesday, the day of Zeng Xiaoxian's signing session, he didn't fall asleep last night, for fear that he would be late today. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info he called Cao Yuanyong at five o'clock in the morning, and Cao Yuanyong came downstairs to pick him up. But calling at five o'clock still made Cao Yuanyong depressed, you must know that the time when the signing meeting started was 14 o'clock in the afternoon, and there was still a full 7 hours left.
There is no way, although Zeng Xiaoxian was reborn for a while, and this time he also brought a search artifact, but after all, this is the first time he has been the protagonist of the signing party, and it is also his first published book, how can he not be excited.
It was only six o'clock when Cao Yuanyong arrived downstairs at the love apartment, and when he picked up Zeng Xiaoxian, the two rushed to the signing place.
When we arrived at the signing venue, the bookstore had just opened, and some staff members came to check the equipment of the signing meeting. In the past few days, I have met with Cao Yuanyong several times to discuss the precautions of the signing meeting, and the publishing house has been focusing on advertising, just waiting for today's signing meeting, everyone is not allowed to make mistakes.
"Mr. Zeng, there's nothing wrong with your process, right?" After the two looked at the scene for a while, Cao Yuanyong asked Zeng Xiaoxian.
"Yes, no problem."
"That's good." Cao Yuanyong was relieved when Zeng Xiaoxian's affirmative answer arrived, and then said: "You see it's okay, it's still so long, let's go have breakfast first." ”
"Okay." Anyway, there is nothing to do here, and Zeng Xiaoxian, who came to the scene, also calmed down his excitement and agreed to Cao Yuanyong's proposal.
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"Editor-in-chief Cao, why haven't you seen the book and book lovers yet?" The two who came back from breakfast ran to the book city to read books, and then Zeng Xiaoxian came to Cao Yuanyong and asked.
"Mr. Zeng, don't worry, it's only ten o'clock now, how can there be readers coming." Cao Yuanyong said helplessly: "You are not a veteran popular writer now, it is impossible for book fans to come and line up so early." There are also books that are on the shelves at 12 o'clock, which we have discussed with the bookstore owner. ”
"Oh." Hearing Cao Yuanyong's explanation, Zeng Xiaoxian closed his mouth and went to read.
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"Wow, a lot of people, what are they doing?" At half past one in the afternoon, there was a long queue at the door of the Fanghui Plaza store in SH Boku Book City, and a little girl about twenty years old asked her boyfriend next to her suspiciously.
"I don't know, the queue at the bookstore should be to buy a book or some kind of book signing." The boy didn't know, he could only guess.
"Ah, the signing meeting, isn't that a famous author here, could it be Han Han?" After hearing this, the little girl shouted exaggeratedly as she walked towards the crowd: "I'm going too, I like Han Han so much." ”
The boy watched his girlfriend pass, and he could only follow him. Huaxia people seem to have this herd mentality, seeing that there are so many people queuing up here, many other people also came to ask, some walked away after understanding clearly, and some went directly to the bookstore to look at the book and bought a copy and lined up.
Fortunately, when the book city began to prepare, a lot of books were prepared, anyway, Cao Yuanyong promised to return it, otherwise according to the intention of the book city boss, a new book would be sold, and he would not return so many goods at one time.
"Editor-in-Chief Cao, how many people are there?" In the lounge, Zeng Xiaoxian asked Cao Yuanyong nervously.
"More than 100 more than we expected." Cao Yuanyong said excitedly. At first, they expected that there would be about 500 people, but now it is still half an hour away from reaching more than 600 or nearly 700 people, and the queue is from the basement to the ground floor, which can not make them excited.
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"Everyone, please be quiet for a while, and the signing will begin immediately." At two o'clock, Cao Yuanyong led Zeng Xiaoxian to the signing table, pressed down with both hands and said to the crowd: "We still follow the beginning of the promise, the top ten can take a group photo, the top thirty can ask to write a blessing, and the others can only sign their names because Mr. Zeng has too many words to sign today." ”
Seeing that the team had some commotion because of his words, Cao Yuanyong said again: "But don't worry, we will prepare a mysterious gift for the top 100." By the way, I would like to remind everyone that you must go to the book store next to you to buy books before you can come and sign them, so please pay attention to discipline and safety when queuing. ”
"Wow, it turns out that Xiaoxian is so handsome, I found out that I fell in love with him." When Cao Yuanyong spoke, some girls had already seen Zeng Xiaoxian sitting at the signing table and began to whisper. Indeed, Zeng Xiaoxian found that after he crossed over, he even had some changes in his appearance and slut Zeng, although it was not much, but it also made him look a little handsome.
"Of course, how can you not be handsome if you can write such a good story." Said another fallen girl.
"I've decided, I'll be Xiaoxian's brainless fan in the future."
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"Hello everyone, a good man is me, and I am - Zeng Xiaoxian." After Cao Yuanyong finished speaking, Zeng Xiaoxian also stood up and greeted everyone: "Many people only hear my voice, but they haven't seen me in person, today should be the first official meeting between me and everyone, thank you for your support to me." ”
"Xiaoxian, Xiaoxian......"
Listening to the cheers, Zeng Xiaoxian found himself in love with this feeling of being loved by everyone, and he secretly determined that he must go farther and farther, fly higher and higher, and must not disappoint these people who like him. And he didn't want to lose the feeling of being embraced, and that feeling was very good.
"Xiaoxian, you can write to me and give it to my favorite Lily!" When a local reader held the book and asked Zeng Xiaoxian to write this sentence, Zeng Xiaoxian was a little stunned, he didn't expect this girl to be so direct. However, in the girl's expectant eyes, Zeng Xiaoxian still smiled and wrote according to the girl's request.
After taking pictures with the first girl, the second came up and said, "I want to write a gift for the most beautiful girl, Little Joe." ”
"What's wrong? Isn't it possible? Looking at He Xiaoxian's stunned appearance, the man asked.
"Are you sure?" Zeng Xiaoxian looked at the boy in front of him in disbelief, and actually made such a request.
"That's right, Xiao Qiao explained that this is what he wrote, he had a class today, and he gave a death order, he must be in the top ten, I came very early, you can't pit me."
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A signing session lasted for nearly 2 hours because hundreds of people from other districts rushed over later, and Zeng Xiaoxian also signed more than 1,300 copies. There were also a lot of strange problems and requirements in the middle, but Zeng Xiaoxian still tried his best to meet everyone.
At first, he also thought that it would not be a big deal to write a blessing to everyone, to satisfy the readers, and also to satisfy himself. But the more the writer felt cramped, and then the inexperienced Zeng Xiaoxian remembered the precautions that Cao Yuanyong said to him, but it was useless to regret it. Zeng Xiaoxian could only hold on to his teeth, and after signing all the books, Zeng Xiaoxian felt that his hands couldn't hold on.
At the end of the signing meeting, Cao Yuanyong and the others also prepared a set of broadcasting equipment, which allowed Zeng Xiaoxian to restore the feeling of the broadcasting studio, and interacted with readers in this way to make readers satisfied. When saying goodbye, Zeng Xiaoxian did not forget to remind everyone to pay attention to his new show "Tonight's Post-80s Talk Show", there will be a surprise for everyone.