The writer named Lu Shu, looking at the basketball court, thousands of book friends, and the crowd of readers, a heroic feeling arose in his heart.

There are thousands of people waiting for me to start the book signing in this city! It seems that my popularity in this city is higher than in the city where I am located, and I will definitely hold a lot of signing meetings in this city in the future, and develop more book friends in this city!

Lu Shu looked at the book friends on the basketball court, touched his chin and thought in his heart.

In Lu Shu's view, most of the people on the basketball court came to participate in their own signing meeting, not the signing held by Xia Ke Publishing House for Wang Fan opposite.

Lu Shu, who came from another city, said that he did not know who Wang Fan was.

The time was seven twenty, at this time Lu Shu had already finished sitting, after sitting down, Lu Shu took a deep breath, looked at the people who were about to fill the basketball court at the scene, and secretly thought in his heart that there were so many people who came to participate in my signing today, and so many people seemed to have to sign books today until their hands cramped.

Thinking of this, Lu Shu couldn't help laughing, for a writer like Lu Shu, it was his dream and ideal wish to sign a book.

In the past, the signing meeting held by Lu Shu was at most a few hundred book friends a day, and there were no thousands at a time, but the signing meeting held in the gymnasium of this city was about to fill the basketball court before it started.

Seven twenty-five. Lu Shu was already so excited that he couldn't help himself, and his whole person trembled slightly.

Come on, let me sign my hand!

At seven twenty-nine. Lu Shu roared in his heart and said.

A minute passed like flowing water, passing quickly, and after this minute passed, Lu Shu sat in his position, already fully prepared, waiting for the book friend to come and ask for the book to be autographed.

But in Lu Shu holding the pen, he had already made full preparations, and he had been preparing for a minute. But no one came to ask for his autographed books.

It shouldn't be! There are so many readers on the basketball court! Lu Shu looked at the crowded crowd on the basketball court, frowned and thought in his heart.

Suddenly, the peripheral vision of Lu Shu's eyes caught the writer named Wang Fan sitting opposite. The place where Wang Fan's writer signed now is now surrounded by a crowd.

Seeing this scene, Lu Shu was shocked, and at the same time shocked. Lu Shu's face became extremely ugly.

Depend on. No, these book friends on the basketball court, are they all the readers of the guy opposite, the writer named Wang Fan, who is sacred, and has such great appeal.

Lu Shu looked at the other side, and his heart was filled with an emotion called envy, jealousy, and hatred.

looked at Wang Fan on the other side for ten seconds. After looking at it without blinking for ten seconds, Lu Shu sighed. And then in my heart I silently thought, alas, I thought I was very famous in this city, and I have many readers in this city. I thought that these readers on the basketball court were all readers who read my books and liked the books I wrote, but I didn't expect that the gap between reality and what I thought was so big, it can be said that there was a world of difference.

On the basketball court, all the book friends, thousands of book friends, all belong to Wang Fan's book friends.

These book friends all want Wang Fan's autograph.

Who is Wang Fan, who is sacred, and he has such a strong popularity, this kind of popularity is probably only possessed by the most popular writers! Could it be that opposite me, he is not a nobody, but a powerful and powerful literary person, but I have not understood the literary world.

Thinking so in his heart, Lu Shu put down the pen in his hand, and then opened his mobile phone to search for local writers' association members.

Enter Wang Fan's name to search, and this search, the name of the vice president of Wang Fan's Writers Association was searched.

, the signing meeting held opposite me was really not simple, and it was actually the vice president of the Writers' Association. Looking at the other side, Lu Shu thought in his heart.

Just now, Lu Shu looked down on the writer named Wang Fan opposite, but now Lu Shu has envied the writer named Wang Fan opposite.

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On Wang Fan's side, now Wang Fan is surrounded by a group of people, and five or six people surrounded Wang Fan in the middle, and took out the Xiaoao Jianghu books they bought, as well as Wukong's biography books. They all wanted Wang Fan to sign Wang Fan's name on these two books.

scrambling to sign, the scramble slowed down Wang Fan's autograph infinitely, and it also made Wang Fan's mood a little irritable.

"Can you get in line?" After signing his name on the covers of more than a dozen books, Wang Fan finally broke out.

Wang Fan's shouting voice was a little small, and the people on the periphery didn't hear it, so people were still squeezing towards Wang Fan.

"Damn, it's still crowded." After drinking, Wang Fan saw that the people around him were still squeezing towards him, and his brows furrowed fiercely.

It turns out that the signing will be so annoying, and I would have known that I wouldn't have agreed to edit Xiaobu! Wang Fan frowned, thinking so in his heart.

Just when Wang Fan was frowning, the people from Xia Ke Publishing House finally started to act.

Several editors shouted at the book friends to keep order, but the voice was still too quiet, and many book friends did not hear the editor's shout, and the part of the book friends who did not hear it still squeezed inside.

Seeing this, Xiaobu editor frowned, trotted around the edge of the basketball court, ran out of the basketball court room, and immediately went to the broadcast room of the gymnasium, and it took a few minutes to get to the broadcast room.

After coming to the broadcasting room, Lu Xiaobu simply told the people in the broadcasting room about the situation, and the people in the broadcasting room also determined the situation in the basketball court room in the gymnasium through background monitoring, and after confirming that what Lu Xiaobu said was not a lie, the staff asked Lu Xiaobu to broadcast in the basketball court room.

The staff opened a microphone for Lu Xiaobu.

Walking up to take the microphone, Lu Xiaobu took a deep breath and said to the microphone: "Hello everyone, I am Lu Xiaobu, the editor-in-chief of Xia Ke Publishing House, I am now in the radio room of the gymnasium, do you know why I am in the radio room?" It's all because the order at the signing meeting is too chaotic, and the chaotic order makes Wang Fan writer, in terms of the speed of signing, not fast at all. ”

"The scene was chaotic, and Wang Fan's signing speed became very slow. If you want to get the book signed by Wang Fan as soon as possible, you had better line up for Wang Fan to sign. (To be continued......)