Huo Ye hid in the backstage of the signing meeting alone, and sighed wistfully, why did he have a brain pump and send the manuscript to the publishing house in the first place? If it weren't for the brain, would it be like this to write something to entertain yourself now?

Unintentionally inserted willows and willows, the majority of authors who hit the streets, you may not believe it when you say it, but I Huo really didn't want to be a big writer at the beginning.

Now that it's hard to ride a tiger, when the editorial department asked if he had any new works, he was sad because of Qingxue's affairs, so he decided to write a book to miss her, and he agreed.

But now that I think about it, why do I have to publish a new work? Are there a connection between creation and commerce? Didn't you? My brain is definitely pumping again.

Huo Ye is a little scared now, he basically didn't wear a special mask to meet Shangguan Yudie at the first few signing meetings, if Shangguan Yudie used a mind reading ...... The consequences are unimaginable.

At this moment, Huo Ye's crystal brain suddenly rang, he picked up the flight signal, and Alice's voice came from the earphones, "Hey, brother, are you okay?" ”

"What do you think?" Huo also asked rhetorically.

"I think it's going to be pretty good, I'm just walking around right now, have you seen that the academy is full of your surroundings now, wow, this little crow is so cute, and there's your pen name engraved on it, hehe, I don't know what it would be like if your real name was engraved? Little crow Huo Ye, hahaha! ”

"You're really closer than my own sister." Huo also gritted his teeth and said.

"It's okay, brother, you won't be able to leave for a while, do you need any peripheral goods? I'll buy it for you, by the way, you said that if I set up a stall to sell your signed photos at this time, will I be able to make a lot of money~ How much money? ”

Huo Ye took a deep breath before saying, "I suddenly want to be a domestic violence man who beats my sister once." ”

"Slightly, you are reluctant to start at all, what to pretend. Okay, don't bother you, in two minutes, your signing session should officially begin, I'm now in the central square, I wish you success! ”

"Well, help me succeed." Huo also said.

Outside the door, the staff knocked on the door, "Teacher Yeyu, it's time for you to arrive at the scene." ”

"Got it." Huo also agreed, then stood up and took out the half-face mask that Rerimi had specially made for him.

Last night, Huo also personally carved a pattern for the mask, which was originally unpretentious, like a black ink stone, and Huo also added a hot gold wing pattern to its sides.

Huo Ye suddenly remembered that one night, he ran to the martyr's cemetery, and sat there for a night, the sky was drizzling, and the crows were crying like withered grass, but his head was empty, and he didn't know where the road ahead was.

Huo also put on a mask, and the temperament of the whole person changed suddenly, the originally sunny boy actually added a melancholy temperament in an instant, like a crumbling fire in the cold night, he whispered to himself: "The night rain is annoying, the jackdaw is bitter, let's wear a mask and continue walking." ”

Now he understands that when he is in a desperate situation, if there is no way out, he will find a way out by himself, and on this road, there will be parting, there will be sadness, there will be pain, but no matter what, he must wear a mask and go on.

Even if there are thousands of holes behind him, he should smile like the morning sun facing people.

This is Huo Ye's life creed.

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The Flame Demon Hall was very angry, why did a writer hold a signing party in their Bancroft and need their student council to help maintain order in the whole school?

Banklov's student council is basically the president and vice president of these big clubs, because the student council members themselves are elected by annual duels, and those who get seats are naturally the strong men of the big clubs.

"A guy who can only dance and write, what kind of fun is coming to the place where we learn to fight?" Flame Demon Hall muttered.

"Alright, don't complain." A blue-gray haired man walked up to the Flame Demon Hall, patted him on the shoulder and said.

The man wore a pair of black-framed eyes that exuded a rational glow, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he seemed to be smiling all the time, but the Flame Demon Hall knew that this guy was a smiling tiger.

One of the seven clubs, the president of the Extreme Cold Realm, the accountant of the college's student union, Qin Shiqian.

Qin Shiqian walked to the side of the Flame Demon Hall, took out an abacus from the storage box, and put his backhand on his left arm, this thing had been replaced by a computer a thousand years ago, but when Qin Shiqian's five fingers flew down, it made people completely unable to see the trajectory of the pearl, and the speed was not inferior to the computer at all.

In the click sound of the abacus tapping on the plate, I only heard Qin Shiqian say: "I heard the director say that the night rain jackdaw is actually a student of our college, and he just took the opportunity of this signing meeting to rely on the media to promote our college, and now there are still many good seedlings, because the college is located in the disaster field and dare not apply for the exam." According to the big data, the number of these seedlings, as well as their per capita family assets, and then substitute the annual investment in the college, etc., if these students who did not apply for the examination are converted into the construction of the college, then our annual loss is ......"

Qin Shiqian said and pushed the last abacus bead up, and the result was obtained.

But before he could say the answer that should have been astronomical, a white hand grabbed his abacus, and then shook it casually, the abacus "clicked", and all the abacus beads were restored neatly, and Qin Shiqian's results were directly in vain.

"If you have nothing to do, you might as well patrol with the students of the patrol team, there are a lot of alien alien walkers this time, especially the existence of mercenaries who protect ordinary people, I am afraid that there will be troublemakers, our student union should also strengthen vigilance, the matter is serious, and there must be no mistakes."

The two looked at the fluttering sleeves of the Hanfu in front of them, and said helplessly in unison: "Yes, vice president." ”

Huo Xialan and the others walked over, suddenly thought of something, and without turning around, he said to Qin Shiqian behind him: "Qin Wan, wait a minute." ”

Qin Wan is Qin Shiqian's nickname, ten thousand is originally ten thousand. And Qin Wan seems to be more agreeable than Qin Shiqian, so unconsciously, Qin Wan's nickname seems to be Qin Shiqian's real name.

Qin Shiqian turned his head, but saw that his abacus was actually coming towards his handsome face, Qin Shiqian caught the abacus, and just wanted to ask Huo Xialan what he wanted to do, he heard the other party say lightly: "Your abacus." ”

Qin Shiqian shut up, he couldn't beat it, he couldn't beat it.

For Huo Xialan's character of always talking to death with a word, Flame Demon Hall and Qin Shiqian were already used to it. It's just that the Flame Demon Hall suddenly felt that something was wrong, this style of choking people with words, it seemed to be very similar to another bastard surnamed Huo. I didn't pay attention to it before, but now I think about it......

There is still a difference, Huo Xialan doesn't like to talk nonsense when she talks to death, they all know this, and Huo Ye, that bastard is pure bad taste, he didn't run away, otherwise why could he calmly say something like "I'll take a look if you're happy"?

This sentence has already become the psychological shadow of the Flame Demon Hall.

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Shangguan Yudie has done all her work, and organizing book fans on these antennas really makes her a little haggard, but everything is worth it, if it weren't for her call for the "No. 1 lady in the circle" organization, today's signing party would not be so lively.

Today, the streets of Bankrof are full of outsiders who come to the book signings.

The couple held hands, the girl pointed around as if everything was so novel, and the boy smiled wryly and pandered, and she was happy.

Book lovers who came alone mingled with friends they met on the train and talked about their favorite chapters of Rhapsody on a Rainy Night.

I'm going to see Teacher Yeyu again, and now that I think about it, Teacher Yeyu hasn't appeared in the public eye for two years, and after this meeting, I don't know when we will be able to meet again. She made up her mind that today, no matter what, she must make a private appointment with Teacher Yeyu, otherwise she will definitely not be able to feel at ease.

A temporary stage was set up in the central square early, and in the center of the stage was a huge number of cases, full of stacks of tall books, that is, Huo Ye's new book, "The Language of Flowers".

Two minutes passed in a flash, and at one o'clock in the afternoon, the salute in the square was shot straight into the blue sky.

The sky salute exploded, the square was full of people, and the new book signing of the night rain jackdaw officially opened.