The two Weibo posts were on the top of the hot search together with the one posted by Qiao Qing after a while, causing an uproar on the Internet.

Suddenly, Qiao Qing was completely on fire because of the exposure of his identity as a writer.

Of course, if it is on fire, there will be a price.

Just like now, as soon as the school bell rang, she was surrounded before she could stand up.

"Resign, sign it!"

"Quit, let's take a photo!"

"When will you open a new book?!"

"Resignation"

Qiao Qing looked at the paper and pens that kept coming up around him, his mobile phone, and the people who were still pouring in at the door, and suddenly regretted his impulsiveness.

At this moment, a message from Editor-in-Chief Sun Jing came to her mobile phone.

"Baby Qingqing, do you fully feel the enthusiasm of your fans now? Usually I'm so thin! ”

Qiao Qing: ""

Sun Jing sent another grinning expression, and a thick obscene atmosphere could be revealed across the screen.

"Do you want the concubine to give the little master a trick?"

Qiao Qing's eyelids jumped.

Sure enough, the next moment, I saw her send such a message.

"As long as you let people say loudly on the campus radio now, go back first, I will hold a signing party at the Kyoto International Exhibition Center on the 9th of this month, and when the time comes, they will be autographed on the spot, and they will disperse."

Qiao Qing: ""

Yin Shiqiong watched the grand scene of countless crowds flocking to Qiao Qing, and she was sour with jealousy.

At this time, the little attendant next to her looked at her undisguised gloomy face.

Pondered: "Shiqiong, don't care, Feng Ci has never exposed his information, and as soon as his identity is revealed, fans are rare, and they all run over."

At most, this situation will last for a day or two, and when the freshness has passed, it will be gone.

In terms of real overall popularity, she may not be as high as you, after all, she does not have as many Weibo fans as you, and she has not joined the association.

You are already a member of the Lancheng Writers Association, and I heard that the Chinese Writers Association may also invite you to join the association.

What does she have, except for the high sales of three books, the information on Weibo is only a best-selling author, and there is no title. ”

Yin Shiqiong's face softened a little when she heard this, although many of her Weibo fans bought it, it was true that she joined the Lancheng Writers Association.

Qiao Qing should not have been invited by the Writers Association, and if she has, she will not be unlabeled.

Outside the school gate, Mu Jingheng looked at the black pressure and the crowd inside and outside the school, which was crowded with the entire open space of the campus, and immediately burst into foul language.

"She has too many fans, right? That's how she knows she can't squeeze in any classroom! ”

Jun Yexuan's eyes showed a rare touch of melancholy, and he smashed his fist on the wall, "I still underestimated her influence, it's too late!" ”

Mu Jingheng said: "Why don't you call a helicopter to fly to the window and pick her up?" ”

"This is too high-profile, and it is estimated that there will be follow-up troubles." Jun Yexuan said: "Send someone to the roof of the Peng Xin building on this street to scatter money." ”

Mu Jingheng: ""

As soon as Jun Yexuan's voice fell, a male voice suddenly came from the campus radio, "Go back first, Feng Ci will hold a signing meeting at the Kyoto International Convention and Exhibition Center on the 9th of this month"

Yes, Qiao Qing compromised.

Just because editor-in-chief Sun Jing sent another message.

The message is no longer joking, but rather reassuring.

"With so many fans supporting you for so many years, it's not too much to spend a day holding a book signing.

Also, they're prone to stampede accidents in this situation, so you don't want your fans to be hurt by their passion for you, right? ”

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