It was late at night, the street lights were dim, and outside the south gate of Peking University, a person who wrapped himself tightly walked slowly with a dangling object in his right hand.

Upon closer inspection, the object the man was carrying was clearly a small plastic bucket.

I don't know what the barrel contains, and it collides with the wall of the barrel with a slight clanging sound. A burst of stench emanated from the cold street.

At this time, outside the south gate of Peking University, there is a commercial street.

This commercial street was built after Peking University demolished the south wall of the school in 1992, and ten years later, Peking University rebuilt the south wall, and this street also died.

However, now this shopping street is very prosperous.

There are many businesses on the street, there are restaurants, guest houses, all bookstores, clothing stores, and of course, there are Internet cafes.

A legendary Internet café "Feiyu Internet Cafe" was established in October 1997 on the commercial street outside the South Gate of Peking University, and then in the following years, Feiyu annexed many stores in the South Gate Commercial Street of Peking University, forming a huge Internet café complex, and this commercial street began to be called the South Gate of Peking University Internet Cafe Street.

The man walked slowly past the Feiyu Internet café with an object in his hand, and he glanced at the full Internet café and hesitated.

"! Why does it stink so much? ”

Two young men walked past the shadow, frowning, and a man muttered.

When the man heard this, he shook his head, but still did not enter the Internet café.

He walked past the Feiyu Internet Cafe, walked some distance further, and turned into a small alley. There are peasant houses for rent in this alley.

In fact, at this time, the surrounding area of Peking University had not been developed much, and there were low-rise houses all around.

The man walked into a courtyard. Pushed open the door of a house and walked into a dark room with no lights on. He placed the object he was holding in his right hand on the ground.

A voice came from the darkness: "Got something?" ”

"Here we go."

"I'm ready here, too."

"Then I wish us a happy cooperation?"

"Happy working together!"

"Lao Tzu is going to make this kid stink completely this time!" The sound of gnashing teeth sounded, and the man who walked into the room said hatefully.

"Young people. It's too angry! We're playing with art, how can you bring so much hatred? That's not good! ”

Accustomed to the darkness of the room, it was evident that there was a bed leaning inside, and on the bed sat cross-legged a man with long hair, with a cigarette in his mouth and spitting smoke.

"Okay, then I wish we a good time with this performance art!" The man standing said with a sneer.

"Let's wrap the baby you brought first, this smell is too choking, put it in my house, I guess I'll stink half to death." Said the dark shadow on the bed.

Thereupon. The lights are on.

However, it is still dim and bleak.

Two figures wandered around the small room, wrapping the small plastic bucket with the lid on it......

The next morning, Li Tianran called Xiao Fei early.

Li Tianran brought a car from the club to pick up Xiao Fei in person.

He was afraid that if there was another accident, if Xiao Fei couldn't be there for some reason, it would be his responsibility.

Li Tianran picked up Xiao Fei and asked Xiao Fei to have some breakfast outside, and then drove directly to Sanwei Study.

Founded in 1988, Sanwei Bookstore was the first bookstore in Beijing to sell books on open shelves. It is also a well-known private bookstore with strong cultural taste in Beijing.

The bookstore is located in an alley opposite the Palace of National Culture.

When it was first built, it was a courtyard house, and the bookstore was located in the main house. Later, in 1992, the Sanmi Shoya was renovated. A two-story building was built.

There are a total of 400 square meters upstairs and downstairs.

On the first floor is a semi-underground bookstore, leaning against the wall, and the four walls are filled with bookshelves. In the middle is a table and stool where customers can sit and read a book.

Reputedly. The books sold here all require a certain artistic taste and value, and the messy books want to be put on the shelves of the Sanwei Book House. It's not that easy.

On the second floor is a tea house, where you can drink tea, or you can give lectures and sign sales.

Since the opening of Sanwei Bookstore, many writers and cultural celebrities have chosen to book their new works here. A lot of writers also hold parties here.

In short, the Sanwei Book House in Beijing is a place with a strong cultural atmosphere.

Signing new books here is a little higher than signing and selling in Xinhua Bookstore.

Set to sign in the Three Flavors Book House, this is also personally coordinated by the Deputy Editor-in-Chief Mo of the Writers Society, it is said that the owner of the Three Flavors Book House is also a friend of Vice President Mo,

Of course, the venue is a little cramped to do the signing here, and the Sanwei Bookstore is actually just a very small bookstore, and the area is really not large enough.

Xiao Fei and Li Tianran arrived relatively early, at 7:30 o'clock, they arrived, and the car couldn't get in, so they parked at the opposite side of the National Cultural Palace Square.

On a winter day, it was still gray at half past seven in the morning, and the sky was not yet bright.

It was another Saturday, and the streets were deserted, with little to no sign of people, save for the howling cold wind blowing the bare street trees.

Getting out of the car, Xiao Fei glanced at the intersection opposite.

Standing quietly in the morning light, the three-flavor study house has a blue-gray exterior wall and a quaint architectural appearance, with a sense of history.

In his previous life, Xiao Fei had heard of this bookstore, but he had never been there.

He didn't expect that he would have the opportunity to come here to sign the sale in this life.

"Yikes! It seems that there are already readers coming. Xiao Fei was sighing, Li Tianran snorted a little excitedly, and patted Xiao Fei's shoulder at the same time.

Xiao Fei also saw that there were indeed people queuing up at the door of Sanwei Study, and there were about thirty or forty people in this team.

On such a cold day, these people came to line up so early, just to get Xiao Fei's signature.

This made Xiao Fei very moved.

He Xiao Fei is just a writer, how can He De have such a loyal fan!

"Mr. Li, it's such a cold day. It doesn't seem like a good thing to have them wait in line outside? Don't know when the bookstore will open? It's better if you don't let them come to the store first. Xiao Fei said to Li Tianran.

"Lao Li and his family are both diligent people. I guess I'll be coming soon, when they come. The door will be opened and these readers will be warmed up. Li Tianran said.

The old Li couple in Li Tianran's mouth refers to Li Shiqiang and Liu Yuansheng, the owners of Sanwei Bookstore.

Both of them were loyal and honest people with noble character, and they naturally had a kind of devotion to cultural undertakings.

The two walked in the direction of the book house.

At this moment, a middle-aged man hurriedly walked to the door of the bookstore, smiled at the people queuing outside the store, and said, "What kind of event are you here for?" ”

This middle-aged man is Li Shiqiang, the owner of Sanwei Bookstore, and the bookstore holds cultural activities almost every day, especially on Saturdays and Sundays. The event is even more frequent.

This morning, in addition to a book signing, there will also be a jazz recital on the second floor of the bookstore.

The people queuing outside the store told Li Shiqiang that they had come to attend the signing of Xiao Fei's new work "Brothers".

"Then come in first, it's quite cold outside the house, let's sit in the house for a while, and it will take a while before the signing starts." Li Shiqiang opened the door and said to those in line.

Everyone entered the store in an orderly manner.

"Brother Shiqiang, hello!" Li Tianran strode over. There was still a short distance away, so he greeted Li Shiqiang.

Li Shiqiang was about to enter the store, and when he heard someone shouting at him, he turned his face to look. Seeing Li Tianran and Xiao Fei coming, he said with a smile: "Naturally, it's early, who is this?" ”

"He is the protagonist of this morning's signing, Mr. Xiao Feixiao. Mr. Xiao is not very old, but he has a good reputation. The work is also excellent. Xiao Fei, this is Mr. Li Shiqiang, the owner of Sanwei Bookstore. Mr. Li is an enthusiastic person in cultural undertakings, and he is also a celebrity in our cultural circle in Beijing. ”

Li Tianran introduced Xiao Fei and Li Shiqiang.

Li Shiqiang is a man with a square face of medium stature, dressed plainly, with a lovely smile, and is very kind.

Xiao Fei shook hands with Li Shiqiang and exchanged a few words.

At this time, those who came to participate in the signing also found out about Xiao Fei's arrival, and they all gathered over and talked to Xiao Fei gossiping.

Xiao Fei saw that these fans of his range range in age from young people in their twenties to the prime of life in their forties and fifties, most of them are men, and there are also some girls in the middle.

Since there were already so many people coming, Xiao Fei thought, just start directly.

So, just before 8 o'clock, Xiao Fei started signing new books on a table in the innermost part of the store.

For this morning's book signing, the Writers' Club has prepared 500 books.

The purpose of the book signing is not to sell books, but to arouse the emotions of book lovers and expand the channels of book promotion through such activities.

Besides, five hundred books is really not a few.

It takes at least 20 seconds to sign a reader, and it takes two or three hours to sign 500 books, but the signing has to make your arms sore, not to mention, many readers will have additional requirements, such as taking a photo with an idol, asking the idol to write a blessing, etc.

If you add this, three hours is not enough.

Not long after the door of the Sanwei Book House opened, the number of readers who came to participate in the signing began to increase rapidly, and many of them came by subway line 1.

By a quarter past eight in the morning, not only was the store full, but even readers began to line up outside the store.

At this time, there were more than 100 people.

However, people continue to come.

The flow of people outside the store is snowballing.

Li Tianran has been observing the flow of people who came to participate in the signing, and by 9 o'clock in the morning, he found that the number of people who came to participate in the signing had reached nearly 400.

That's a lot of that.

In such a signing event, the people who come to participate in the scene must be die-hard fans, and it is rare for Xiao Fei to have such a strong appeal of readers in Beijing.

Li Tianran was standing outside the store, counting the number of people participating in the signing, when suddenly, there was a commotion at the mouth of the alley. (To be continued......)