A few days after the lottery day, Zuo Mian had already signed all the surrounding postcards.

The postcard is sent to the website first, and then the website staff will help send it to the winners.

Zuo Mian specially greeted the young lady who was in charge of the mail, and asked her to be sure to send the postcard in the first one to [Wuyin Hall C Jun].

The signature on that postcard was specially signed by her for Mr. C.

The young lady who sent the mail didn't mix with the CV circle, and she didn't know much about C, so she thought it was a relative or friend of Zuomian's family, and she readily agreed.

After all, Zuo Mian is now the target of the above name to focus on, and they, the staff who are mixed in society, are of course more willing to tie up with promising authors.

Zuo Mian watched the other party agree to her request, patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief, folded his hands, and began to look forward to the moment when Mr. C received her gift.

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It didn't take long for those netizens who won the lottery to receive signed postcards from the website one after another.

One by one, they excitedly took pictures and posted them on Weibo, excitedly Aite right, and expressed their gratitude to their own authors.

[Uncle Cang's eight-pack abs]: The postcard has been received!! Ahh!!h Uncle Cang's signature is also so artistic, which makes me love this man even more! I love you forever. Right Qingcang

[Sun goddess Apollo]: Words are like people, I just look at this sharp and free stroke, I can YY out of the big look, the peerless beauty of Uncle Youmu! I'm going to treasure it forever, ~

[Jumping in the toilet]: The postcard is so good-looking, although I want three different patterns, but think about the only 150 people who won the lottery, so many people don't have it, I have one that makes 100 million, and I feel comforted again, hahahaha.

[Can't Quit Smoking]: The author is great, when will this kind of activity be held again, this time I didn't smoke, my tears drowned the Pacific Ocean, and I exploded and cried!! Right Qingcang

[The end of the world]: Someone wants to resell postcards, please keep me private, I really want it!! Price is not a problem, not a problem!!

[Have you seen my prince]: Am I the only one waiting for Mr. C to post a picture? Didn't you notice that he also won the lottery? Well???

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Zuo Mian saw the familiar ID in the popular comments, and sure enough, the crown princess was mixed in.

Someone finally found out that Mr. C also won the lottery, but ...... Will Mr. C really post a winning picture?

Probably not.

People like him can repost the Weibo lottery, which is already a wonder of the world.

Zuo Mian didn't guess wrong this time, someone really didn't post the picture.

Gong Chip opened it and looked at it as soon as he received the postcard, and so far, he has a good impression of the author of You Qingcang.

Talented people just can't help but be admired.

The handwriting is also good, it seems that there is no less practice, this should be a basic skill.

Sure enough, successful authors are not as simple as having ink in their stomachs.

Although he knew that his younger brother also wanted Youqingcang's signature, there was only one signature, and he had already given priority to others, so Gong Chip had no way to give it to his younger brother.

He was waiting for the little girl's next takeout.

When it was time for the next time, he would give her the gift.

She will be happy then.

After all, it's the author she likes, and who doesn't want an autograph?

Carefully put away the postcard, and Gong Chip went to the studio safely.