Xiao Zhenghong thought for a while, "If you don't help shoot on the side, I will take a picture of the moment I finish signing the handshake." One Stroke Pavilion More is better so quickly. ”

"Okay then." The staff nodded, and took the small radio to tell the crowd.

Xiao Zhenghong also sped up the speed of his signature.

Yu Yuanzhi flipped through the books behind the bookshelf, looking up from time to time through the gap in the bookshelf to look at where Xiao Zhenghong was.

"I didn't expect this guy to be quite popular." Yu Yuanzhi muttered to herself. She was also happy for Xiao Zhenghong from the bottom of her heart.

Writing books is something Xiao Zhenghong likes to do, and it is also a kind of spiritual pursuit for him.

Xiao Zhenghong only has ten years to do what he wants, and in these ten years, Yu Yuanzhi hopes that he can be hearty and leave no regrets.

There are more and more books signed out, and Xiao Zhenghong is not as excited as he was at the beginning. Instead, he wanted to cry. My hands are about to break, and I am completely gritting my teeth and insisting.

However, some readers held his hand and shook it vigorously, which made him cry in pain.

Xiao Zhenghong did not slow down, but had a tendency to sign faster and faster. He thought that he could rest early by finishing early.

Even then, it was a little later than originally planned.

Xiao Zhenghong didn't care about lunch, so he ate the bread bought by a staff member and went directly to the meeting place with the book he planned to give Yu Yuanzhi.

The arrangement of the meeting is also very simple, that is, Xiao Zhenghong talks about his creative experience and mental journey on stage, and then the book friend asks another question, and Xiao Zhenghong answers. After these two sessions, Xiao Zhenghong walked down to interact with the book friends, either signing autographs or taking group photos.

It's not just that he's too excited or what, a young female fan actually rushed over and hugged Xiao Zhenghong directly, and kissed him on the face.

Xiao Zhenghong was caught off guard, the whole person was stunned, and it took a few seconds to push the person away.

"You ·······" Xiao Zhenghong just wanted to say something, but the girl suddenly ran away.

"Sorry, we didn't expect that to happen." The assistant next to him was also stunned.

Xiao Zhenghong wiped his face, his face was not particularly good.

The episode was quickly revealed, and Xiao continued to interact with the others.

By the time the last group photo was over, it was nearly seven o'clock.

Yu Yuanzhi watched TV series at home in the afternoon, but she was a little absent-minded and looked up at the time from time to time.

Suddenly, she receives an MMS message on her phone with a number that she has never seen before.

The content of the MMS message is only one photo.

Yu Yuanzhi clicked on it and looked, and her brain boomed as if something had exploded.

In the photo, it is the picture of female fans hugging Xiao Zhenghong and kissing.

It's just that because of the shooting angle, it looks like the two are kissing.

Yu Yuanzhi's hands trembled a little, and she almost couldn't hold the phone steadily.

No, it won't. This must have been a misunderstanding. Yu Yuanzhi told herself so in her heart.

She dialed the number, but no one answered.

"I didn't even dare to answer the phone, I must have framed Xiao Zhenghong." Yu Yuanzhi muttered to herself.

Even so, she was still on pins and needles, and she had no intention of watching TV anymore.

After a while, Yu Yuanzhi stood up and went out with the key.

I didn't even have time to turn off the lights and TV.

She wanted to go to Xiao Zhenghong, and she could only rest assured when she saw Xiao Zhenghong in person. She believed in him, but there would always be worries, which was human nature.

If you don't even have the slightest idea in your heart, it proves that the relationship has come to an end.

When she came to the bookstore, the signing session had long since ended, and there were only three or two people left in the bookstore reading books in front of the shelves.

"Where?" Yu Yuanzhi walked out of the door and looked around.

Xiao Zhenghong had mentioned the location of the meeting to her, but she couldn't remember anything now.

She wanted to call Xiao Zhenghong, but her phone ran out of battery.

"Where the hell are you?" Yu Yuanzhi muttered to herself, walking down the street, hoping to remember something.

Xiao Zhenghong did not know this. As soon as the meeting was over, he rushed back.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw that the house was brightly lit and the TV was on.

Xiao Zhenghong thought that Yu Yuanzhi was taking a bath, so he walked to the door of her room and knocked on the door, but did not hear a response.

With a press of the doorknob, the door opened.

"I'm coming in." Xiao Zhenghong said as he probed inside.

The room was dimly lit, with only a little light falling to the floor through the curtains.

There was no one in the bathroom either.

"Strange, where have the people gone?" Xiao Zhenghong couldn't help but wonder, "Could it be that where are you hiding to scare me?" ”

He searched everywhere and even went under the bed to look. But no one was found.

"Isn't it going to be an accident?" Xiao Zhenghong suddenly became nervous, and cold sweat soaked his clothes.

He called Yu Yuanzhi, but the phone was turned off.

Fear hung over him.

He never thought that in such a situation, he would not be able to contact Yu Yuanzhi. Even in those months back then, it wasn't that I couldn't get in touch, I just didn't dare to look for her.

Xiao Zhenghong took a power bank and walked out of the house.

He called Zhou Yu, "Old Zhou, help me, Yu Yuanzhi is gone." The lights are on and the TV is on. But the phone is turned off. I'm afraid something might happen. ”

Xiao Zhenghong's tone was very anxious, even with a hint of panic.

Zhou Yu put away his playful look, and he also understood the seriousness of the matter.

After Zhou Yu ended the call, he also called Yang Moxi to inform him of the matter.

The two men each drove along the streets of Wuchuan to look for it.

Xiao Zhenghong still kept calling Yu Yuanzhi, but it was always turned off.

Xiao Zhenghong was going crazy, he had never experienced this feeling, and he was so frightened that he was desperate. It's as if the whole world has lost all color at once.

"Where the hell are you?" Xiao Zhenghong looked up to the sky and sighed.

He punched a telephone pole on the side of the road, and the whole pole shook slightly.

Xiao Zhenghong rode his bicycle all the way to inquire about the past, and unconsciously walked to the bookstore where he held a book signing.

The staff of the bookstore saw Xiao Zhenghong going crazy and barged in, holding up his mobile phone and asking, "Did you see this person just now?" ”

"Yes." The staff nodded.

Xiao Zhenghong seemed to grasp the last straw, and excitedly took the staff member's hand, "Where is she?" ”

"I didn't know, so she came in and took a look and went out, as if she was walking down that street." The staff member pointed to a fork in the road outside.

"Thank you." After thanking him, Xiao Zhenghong rushed out of the bookstore, got on his bicycle and ran wildly in the direction he pointed.

Yu Yuanzhi didn't go far. She walked very slowly, and she didn't go far from the bookstore by going from shop to store.

From a distance, Xiao Zhenghong saw several people gathered in the corner.

He didn't care, but when he passed by, he glanced at it, and immediately stopped the car, burning with anger. One Person, One Autumn: