Ding Ding Ding.

In the silence of the night, the mobile phone rang suddenly.

When Qin Yi was lying on the sofa and closed his eyes to recuperate, he suddenly woke up.

"Who~~"

His voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't woken up.

"Xiao Yi, what about sleeping?"

Mo Lao on the other end of the phone couldn't put it down when he touched the new book in his hand.

"Grandpa Mo?"

Qin Yi was awakened by this sound of Xiao Yi and sat up suddenly.

Mo Lao has recently been in retreat at home to revise the manuscript.

I went there a few times, but I was left to eat before returning.

Looking at Mo Lao's hard work, Qin Yi has recently reduced the time to bother.

"Come home tomorrow and dress modestly."

Mo Lao smiled and explained, "You sleep, I won't disturb you." ”

Without waiting for Qin Yi to reply, Mo Lao put down the phone.

"Grandpa, when is Brother Yi coming?"

Maurelyn ran over in a hurry.

She saw that her grandfather had hung up the phone, and she felt a little lost.

It's been a long time since I've seen Brother Yi, and I haven't had time to say a word to him this time.

After thinking about it for a while, Mo Linlin looked at her grandfather aggrievedly.

The elders of other families will try their best to create opportunities for their children.

It's good to have your own home.

Grandpa always robs his brother with himself.

The more Mo Linlin thought about it, the more angry she became, "Grandpa! She called out to her grandfather angrily, and ran upstairs angrily.

"Hey, kid, it's not that grandpa doesn't want to help you, I really like Qin Yi."

"But, he didn't take a fancy to you!"

Mo Lao looked at his granddaughter's disappearing figure, and shook his head helplessly.

People who have lived to this age can see these things very clearly.

Qin Yi really doesn't like this granddaughter of his.

I'm afraid I get along like my own sister.。

......

Morning.

Qin Yi put on a suit and took a taxi to Mo Lao's house.

"Come, have you had breakfast?"

Mo Lao first saw Qin Yi walk in, still holding some fruits in his hand.

"How many times have you said that you don't want to take anything when you come over in the future, you have it at home."

Mo Lao is like a grandfather at home, who does not let his children spend money indiscriminately.

But looking at the things that the children bought, I was happy again.

"I've eaten it."

Qin Yi smiled and put the fruit in the kitchen, turned around and came to the living room.

"Let's go."

Mo Lao got up, and Qin Yi and Mo Linlin quickly supported each other on the left and right.

"Where are you going?"

Qin Yi's face was inexplicable, but looking at Mo Lao, he was also wearing a formal tunic suit.

He had a vague bad feeling.

Qin Yi and his entourage came to the door together, and the private car had been waiting for a long time.

Qin Yi, who got in the car, still had a feeling of inauthenticity.

He turned his head to look at Mo Lao, who pretended to close his eyes and recuperate, and asked the doubts in his heart.

"Grandpa, where the hell are we going?"

Mo Lao smiled mysteriously and continued to close his eyes.

Mo Linlin was very excited, "Brother Yi, let's go to the book launch." ”

"Huh? Book launch? ”

The first time Qin Yi heard about this, he had a big head and a big question mark.

"That's right, the book that grandpa and you wrote, today is the new book launch."

Mo Linlin's eyes were a little strange when she looked at Qin Yi.

Such an important thing, full of propaganda, you don't know?

Yes?

Qin Yi was completely stunned.

Recently, I have been in the crew every day, and I have no time to pay attention to the news of the outside world.

In addition to sleeping, even eating in his life is solved at will in the crew.

"So what am I going to do?"

Mo Lao suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Qin Yi menacingly.

"You're the second author of this book, and if you don't attend, who is still eligible?"

Qin Yi pressed his head that hurt a little, and spread his hands helplessly.

"Grandpa, I don't need these false names, didn't we say okay?"

Mo Lao immediately blew his beard and glared, "No, what you wrote is your achievement, and no one can say it." ”

Qin Yi looked at his grandfather, who was a little stubborn about this matter.

On the contrary, there is some warmth in my heart.

This is the persistence of the old generation.

After a while, Qin Yi and the others arrived at a hotel.

The luxury of the hotel is visible to the eye.

In particular, the eye-catching position at the gate reads - "A Dream of Red Mansions" book launch.

As soon as Mo Lao walked to the door, the staff stepped forward to support him.

Mo Lao had a cold face in front of outsiders, and motioned for Mo Linlin to come down and help.

The clever staff quickly adjusted their state and led a few people into the hall.

In the lavishly decorated hall, flowers fill the aisles.

The press conference was also full of people, and many book lovers came to the scene for the first time.

Mo Lao took Qin Yi and Mo Linlin to the rest area of the backstage.

Mo Lao's status is noble, and the lounge arranged for him by the organizer is very close to the scene.

The lounge was also very comfortable.

Qin Yi was half lying comfortably on the sofa, a little drowsy.

Mo Lao looked at Qin Yi's appearance from the side, and his heart was even more satisfied.

This young man is really good.

Don't fight for fame and fortune, don't love vanity.

For this book, I first thought of not adding his name to it.

But before he could speak, Qin Yi actually said that he didn't need to add his name.

The book will become famous once it is published.

Qin Yi doesn't care about these things anymore, and he still says that it is not good for him to become famous too early.

These things make me feel that my old face is red, and it is not as transparent as a young man's thoughts.

At his own repeated insistence, he added Qin Yi's name to the author.

This also means that this book was completed by himself and Qin Yi.

Everything that has something to do with this book in the future will have half of Qin Yi.

I don't care about these false names, after all, I am a person who is about to enter the ground with half of my body.

It was Qin Yi's dedication to this book that allowed it to be published.

My wish in this life is gone.

"Mo Lao, let's go through the process again?"

The director walked in with the script, looking at Mo Lao with a respectful expression and a soft expression.

A big man like Mo Lao must be served carefully.

It's a national treasure.

"Xiao Yi, come and have a look."

When Mo Lao heard that he was going to deal with the process, he opened his mouth and shouted Qin Yi, who was about to fall asleep.

Qin Yi raised his head in confusion and looked around, and didn't react for a while where this was.

"Brother Yi, sit here."

At a critical moment, Mo Linlin stepped forward and grabbed Qin Yi and pulled the person to Mo Lao's side.

The director's eyes flashed, this is the second author.

This...

Isn't that the singer-songwriter?

Can a singer write a book?

Is the threshold for writers so low now?

It's no wonder, but it's surprising.

Maybe everyone didn't expect Qin Yi to write a book.

And as soon as he came up, he was placed with a literary bigwig like Mo Lao.

"Director, let's get started."

Qin Yi looked at the director's dull eyes and urged.

"Oh oh, our first is..."

The director's eyes were removed and he resumed his state of speaking.