Ke Pang never thought that Song Ren would dismantle the stage like this, whether he gave it at the moment, and he didn't give it.

He originally brought the badge here to add some reason for the conversation.

After all, there is no reason to get the things sent back, and this badge is more precious than the signed book.

Especially when I saw Xia Zhilan at this moment, I was reluctant to be scared before, but now in front of this legendary author, let her know that although she is fat, she is not useless, I am an iron buddy with your idol, if you need an autograph in the future, just look for me, I will help you talk.

After all, you've seen that people even gave me a badge of honor that each of these authors only has one.

However, in this current scene, why don't you play your cards according to common sense.

Xia Zhilan was even more confused and looked at the two of them holding the badge and motionless.

The scene was extremely quiet and awkward.

"Okay, I've changed my mind again, I'll send you a souvenir!" As soon as Song Ren's hand was released, Ke Pang almost stumbled, and suddenly a smile appeared on his face.

"Hehe, I knew that Brother Song was joking with me, then I will take it, if you want, I can return it to you at any time," Ke Pang said, and hurriedly took it in: "Lan Lan Come in, just like going to your own home, don't be restrained." ”

Xia Zhilan really wanted to say, this is my family's boat, and you came to take a tailwind boat.

"I wonder what the princess is looking for me?" After sitting down, Song Ren, who had already changed his voice, said gently.

Xia Zhilan's face suddenly turned red, she never thought that one day, she could sit so face-to-face with the idol in her heart.

Except for the fat man with a smirk on his face next to him, who spoiled the scenery.

She didn't know when she fell in love with this author with a cheap pen name, even if there were several saint writers in the family, she couldn't arouse the slightest interest.

She likes the small world in "Zhu Xian" very much, especially every character, which makes her remember it vividly.

As the book says: see through! Who in the world can see through it, the vicissitudes of the world, but how can it compare to the moment in my heart, the glimmer of light.

Especially when Zhang Xiaofan watched Baguio die in front of him, the moment he fell into the devil, he might only have thought about it before, but some time ago when she was filming a serial, she watched Zhang Xiaofan played by Mantou turn into a red face with anger, which made her cry when she was excited.

Therefore, she became a fan of "Zhu Xian".

"Tomb of the Gods" also obsessed her, because of the sensitive relationship of identity, she can't let outsiders know her identity, even if she goes out, someone often follows quietly, so some of the online dangers that everyone talks about can only be seen.

But the wonderful descriptions in "Tomb of the Gods" completely complemented her imagination of the unknown, which is simply wonderful.

"Sword in the Snow" is better, others may not see anything, and feel that the writing style and style are similar to others, but she doesn't see it that way, all the beautiful descriptions in it often make her fantasize that she is incarnated as Princess Jiang Ni, and she lives leisurely in the face of Xu Fengnian's jokes all day long.

Only by bringing a book to life can it bring people such a feeling.

She has seen many writers who have been famous for centuries and even saints, but for them, there is only respect.

This kind of respect is the respect for them to write good works and contribute to our human race and the imperial dynasty.

But only the one in front of me really likes the work, and there are two gods in a row, two gods.

It's just that he wears a mask, and he doesn't know what kind of face is under the mask.

But looking at this figure, it should be better looking than Ke Fat.

"Sir is polite, don't call me a princess, it's weird, you can call me Lan Lan, or Zhilan, Xiao Zhi, Zhizhi," Xia Zhilan looked embarrassed.

Ke Pang on the side suddenly covered his heart and pressed his face on the table.

It hurts!

Song Ren smiled slightly: "Then I'll call you Miss Xia." ”

"You can call it whatever you want, sir."

"Lanlan, I-"

"Shut up!"

Xia Zhilan took out all the fascicles of "Zhu Xian" and "Tomb of the Gods" that she had prepared a long time ago.

"Sir, I wonder if you can sign an autograph to leave me a thought, I've always been a fan of yours." Xia Zhilan's face turned red.

Song Ren knew this, but he suddenly felt that whether it was Ke Pang or Xia Zhilan, they were so interesting.

Who would have imagined that Xia Zhilan, one of the three talented women on the Ethereal Music Network, is still a fan in addition to her good music and strong background.

"Of course, no problem, I'm honored!" Song Ren smiled and took the book and began to sign.

Looking at Song Ren's personality signature, Xia Zhilan completely turned into a little fan girl, and took one after another.

This is really an honest man, everyone else signs a copy, how did you save it all.

"Zhu Xian" has more than 1.5 million words, "Tomb of the Gods" has more than 3 million words, this volume is at most 100,000 words, at least forty or fifty copies are stacked into a stack, and those who don't know think they are doing wholesale.

After finally signing with a little soreness in his hand, Song Ren let out a long breath in his heart.

Xia Zhilan was full of joy and touched the signed books.

Song Ren didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief, and Xia Zhilan took out ten bound copies of "In the Snow", looking embarrassed.

No, I haven't sold the copyright of "In the Snow" to Zhong Jingshan, and he hasn't paid me any money, and the covers of these books are so luxurious.

Little girl, it's not good to watch pirated copies.

Song Ren smiled and signed again.

After the incident, Xia Zhilan asked Song Ren some stories she didn't understand, such as questions about Baguio Lu Xueqi, the details of the grand plans in the Tomb of the Gods, etc., Song Ren answered them one by one, but they talked very happily.

Ke Pang listened quietly next to him, wanting to interject but couldn't, and occasionally popped out two sentences and was directly ignored by Xia Zhilan.

Aggrieved, he had to pour them tea to prevent him from being thirsty.

Before I knew it, it was already afternoon, and Xia Lin's dry cough sounded outside, and Xia Zhilan said goodbye with an unfinished face.

Song Ren let out a long breath.

The girl had obviously read all his books carefully, and some of the questions he asked him could barely answer, but fortunately they all prevaricated.

Then he looked at Ke Fat, who had a resentful face: "Is there still tea?" ”

"Hey~~" Ke Pang let out a long sigh and poured tea for Song Ren.

Now he doesn't know what Lan Lan likes, should he give up music first, turn his head and create a book, after all, there is such a great god by his side.

But soon he came over with a smile: "Brother Song, can you help me write some more love poems, I feel that your writing is so tasteful, and it touches people's hearts when you read it." ”

Ke Pang also took out two stacks of books of "Zhu Xian" and "Tomb of the Gods" from Najie, and diligently turned the first page, wanting Song Ren to leave each of the love poems with the title of the boya book in the past.

Song Ren's face twitched.

You might as well let me sign it, there are fewer words.

"Roll the calves!"