Is Xiao Xu crazy? ”

"Why is she here?"

"Why did she come here with an autograph?"

"Xiao Xu, are you brainbroken?" Someone shouted at Editor Xu at the outer door: "I suggest you go to the hospital tomorrow to see your brain, don't worry, I will help you ask for leave." ”

At this time, where could Editor Xu still hear the laughter behind him, and looked at Su Wen with excitement, his eyes were full of little stars, "Su Su...... Su Wen, I'm your book lover, can you sign it for me? ”

Su Wen was stunned for a moment, and then she couldn't cry or laugh, and at the same time she was a little honored.

What a surprise!

"Okay." Su Wen said with a smile that this was the first time someone had asked her for an autograph, which satisfied her little vanity. "I'd love to."

"Here, you come to my seat."

Editor Xu took Su Wen into the big office, which was originally busy and noisy, and suddenly became silent, only the crisp sound of Su Wen's high heels stepping on the floor.

It wasn't until Su Wen sat down that the silence was broken.

"Poof............ cough cough cough ......"

"Mom, I've seen a real person."

"The president of this club is not bragging."

"It's the same woman, why is there such a big difference?"

"She must have saved the galaxy in her last life, right?"

"Tut-tut......"

All kinds of muttering, even with the sound of overturning the inkwell and teacups, the whole office was jumping for a while.

Editor Xu straightened his chest with an honored, proud!

"Here, that's all, thank you."

Su Wen looked at the table full of books, dumbfounded, "This ...... So much? ”

She regretted it, she wasn't happy at all.

Sure enough, to be a man is to be down-to-earth and not vain.

"You sign first, I'll pour you water, get fruit and snacks." Editor Xu wanted to take out all the delicious food he had treasured, and ran away like a gust of wind after speaking.

Su Wen couldn't cry or laugh, this ...... It's really an acute one, saying that the wind is the rain.

Looking at the stuffed pen in her hand and looking at the book in front of her, Su Wen's only good fortune was that she had practiced signing.

Practicing autographing is very common for modern young people, regardless of the dream of becoming a star, practicing silently alone. Or in order to participate in the annual meeting, the wedding sign-in fashion is forced, and they will practice a handful of dragons and phoenixes, and they can't recognize their signatures.

You can design a design for five dollars online, add friends to the circle of friends, and give it for free.

Su Wen is not exempt from vulgarity, but she hasn't written for a long time, and her hands have grown a lot. The handwriting in the first few books is not very smooth, and the more you write in the back, the faster it is.

After Editor Xu poured water and put it in front of Su Wen, he was busy washing the fruit, and the others came over curiously to inquire about the news.

"Xiao Xu, who just came in?"

"Are you married?"

"Is there a target?"

"Xiao Xu, you're really not interesting enough, why don't you bring it to the office sooner and let us all take a look."

"Look at the mood is going to change."

Everyone was gossiping, and Editor Xu shouted several times before people stopped.

"I don't know, no, I didn't know before."

"Then what are you pulling in for?" The crowd was puzzled.

"She's Su Wen! Su Wen, who wrote the "Scumbag Handbook", I took the opportunity to ask her to sign it for me. Editor Xu said with a shy face, "Get out of the way, I'm going to wash my idol—"

Before Editor Xu could speak, the people gathered together had already walked away at an amazing speed.

(End of chapter)