"Didi!"

A black car with no logo sounded its horn, but it still couldn't move an inch.

"What's going on?"

Ye Zhan, who was in the back seat of the car, rubbed his temples, half-closed his eyes, and asked with a unique subwoofer.

The driver, Ye Ling, looked at the traffic in front of him, and in this inconspicuous southern coastal city, Jingcheng, there was a congestion comparable to Tiandu.

And on the sidewalk, pedestrians are also like long queues, nine turns and eighteen turns, not to mention tens of thousands of people. Many of them were holding cheering cards, some were holding notepads, and their eyes were full of fanaticism.

"Nessa Nessa, I love you!"

"God Nisha, you are the best!"

"I am willing to be your forever little Sha fan!"

Nessa? Ye Ling's brain circuit is spinning at high speed, I don't remember which star is called this name, I have never heard of any big stars in Jingcheng, is it a rising star? But this influence is similar to that of the actor and queen.

"BOSS, it seems to be a celebrity meeting named Nisha."

Ye Zhan slowly raised his eyes, as deep as the night and as bright as obsidian. His face was slightly pale, with a high nose bridge and a knife-like jaw arc. Although he saw it every day, Ye Ling still couldn't help cursing in his heart, this damn face of anger between people and gods.

Ye Zhan asked, "How far is it from the clubhouse?" ”

Ye Ling replied: "One street, turn around in front." ”

Ye Zhan directly pushed the car door and casually dropped a sentence: "You park the car nearby and go to the clubhouse to find me." "He actually walked on foot.

The crowd consciously gave way to a way. If nothing else, the aura is too powerful, and the face is the pass.

The girls looked at each other and whispered. The boys have mixed tastes, envy and jealousy.

"Who is this? So handsome!"

"If you want me to say, it's not inferior to the actor Ning Peichen at all."

"Our Nessa is excellent, even people like this are her fans!"

"How do you know it's a fan, maybe it's a boyfriend!"

Ye Zhan, who was like air for thousands of people, suddenly paused, frowned slightly, and glanced at the girl who was talking. The girls were startled and silent.

"Ning Peichen? Nessa? Boyfriend? The corners of Ye Zhan's mouth hooked, with a slight sneer.

Along the way, the discussion about Nessa never stopped.

"I don't know what Nessa looks like, probably like the text."

"Nessa is the most mysterious writer in the world, and the dragon has no end in sight, and this time she finally wants to see the truth."

With his heart wherever he goes, Ye Zhan simply traces the direction of the crowd and moves forward. Very good, it is in the same direction as the Crystal City Club.

Kilometers later, the Crystal City Library arrived. Of course, the library was full of people.

He saw a huge banner erected in the library, with the writing of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing in large characters, "The first book signing session of the platinum god writer Nisha".

Just as he was about to walk into the library, a young man and a staff member blocked the way.

"Sir, please...... Please line up. The young man was a little nervous to maintain order, and even stammered a little when he spoke.

Ye Zhan didn't speak, just looked at the staff fixedly, and saw that the young man was a little hairy.

Feeling that his sleeve was being tugged on, Ye Zhan turned around and saw a petite girl, who looked like a high school student, and said with a sweet smile: "Brother, you are too...... Is Xiaosha a fan? Stand here with me. ”

Ye Zhan was shocked by this stupid and cute fan title, and subconsciously shaved his eyebrows. He was greeted by angry glances around him, was this a plan to openly cut in line?

The high school student realized that he had committed public anger and hurriedly said, "Isn't it okay for me to go to the back and line up again?" Brother, you are here. ”

"Thanks, but I'm not much of a fan." Still a cold bass, Ye Zhan turned around and left, leaving the high school student with a look of regret.

A moment later, Ye Zhan entered the library lobby in a grand manner, flashed into the bathroom, and threw a security guard's hat and a printed work card into the trash.

If you let the media know that the dignified prince of the Ye family, in order to see the strange writer who caused him to travel badly today, dressed up like this, I am afraid that it will be another headline hot search full of saliva.

He was about to leave when he heard a whistle ringing in his ears. In front of the huge mirror in the bathroom, a handsome man of twenty-six or seventeen years old was grooming his hair. He obviously looks very gentle, but the corners of his eyebrows and eyes can't hide his frivolity, at least in Ye Zhan's eyes.

Ye Zhan narrowed his eyes, he recognized this person, the No.1 male frequency writer under the umbrella, with royalties of 10 million, and his pen name Bai Yuelou. Previously, Aunt Ye Zhan's film and television company remade one of his fantasy works. Although there is only one side, Ye Zhan will never forget.

Baiyue Tower appeared in this small coastal city, what happened? For whom? Ye Zhan felt that his interest was even stronger.

Out of the bathroom, Ye Zhan went straight to the second floor of the library. Standing on the marble railing, you can clearly see the scene of the lobby on the first floor. In the midst of the stars and the moon, a young woman sits at a table and writes her name elegantly.

There seemed to be a traction force in the dark, and the beautiful writer raised her head suddenly, and her eyes met Ye Zhan on the second floor. The corners of her eyes were slightly raised, her emotions seemed to be absent, and then she continued to sign.

Is this Nessa?