Crazy Psychologist

Liu Yun was wearing a casual suit and seemed to be in good spirits.

Compared with the first time he met Liuyun, Muchun found that Liuyun was a little fatter than before. It should be said that he had absorbed nutrients better.

This is probably because he is broad-minded and fat. Since he took a break from writing novels, Liu Yun's career seems to have made a small leap.

Muchun was also happy for Liuyun from the bottom of his heart.

However, I learned from Chu Sisi that Liu Yun was not as satisfied with his current situation as others thought. This was probably because he was already a winner in life in the eyes of others, but in the eyes of the person involved, he was still a loser. The truth.

How a person positions himself in his heart determines whether he will gain happiness from his current achievements. No one can replace his own understanding of himself.

In short, what you think is good is really good!

"I didn't expect so many readers. I just counted, there are about two hundred people. You see, they are all crowded together." Mu Chun stood on tiptoe and looked towards the venue through the open glass door.

Liu Yun said modestly and calmly: "There are more than two hundred people. Dr. Muchun counted it wrong."

"Teacher Liuyun, there are 215 people attending the event today. This reader did not make a mistake in his calculation."

The indifferent clerk suddenly changed his attitude, just like the cool autumn wind changing into spring clothes.

Liuyun and Muchun exchanged words with each other. It seemed that they were not only familiar with each other, but also had a good relationship.

Yang Xing on the side clearly felt that he had been left out and ignored.

I thought to myself, "What, he's just an author, probably the kind who writes travel notes."

If I had the opportunity to meet a publishing house or something, or if I could find someone to publish a collection of blogs for me, wouldn’t I also be able to become an author?

In the final analysis, it is still a circle issue.

Dr. Muchun doesn't seem to be very well-educated. He almost got into an argument with the clerk just now. Now it seems that the circle of doctors is indeed more advanced. He actually has such a good relationship with the author.

The more Yang Xing thought about it, the more complicated his mood became, and the more he thought about it, the more boring he felt.

He was not interested in what kind of book the author had written. Instead, he despised it in his heart, and then thought that if he was a friend of Dr. Muchun, he might be able to introduce me to him. Come on, if it doesn’t work, I will be the next one to be published.

It's a pity that the author is not a woman. It would be easier if it were a female author.

Just find a few things written in the book that are obviously inappropriate, such as, "The description here is a bit excessive. This sentence should be in the active voice."

After pointing out a few "problems", the girls were unconvinced and wanted to prove that they were excellent, so they slowly entered Yang Xing's experimental plan.

Generally speaking, a few simple words are very effective in destroying a girl's self-confidence.

These women will gradually develop feelings for Yang Xing when they are not confident.

Often, these methods are useful.

Yang Xing feels that he is quite kind, because some boys he knows in the community are even more extreme. They will say to girls, "Are your legs too thick?"

"You have so much experience in love."

"So you're not a girl."

Along with the disdainful gaze, the girl's competitive spirit was stimulated, and her desire to be affirmed by the other party slowly grew.

In the end, these girls without exception fell into the whirlpool of emotions and couldn't extricate themselves.

In the courses that Yang Xing has studied, these methods can be learned instantly.

What do you do to lick a dog? As long as you belittle those girls with strong self-esteem, and then maintain your appreciation for them, sometimes admiring and sometimes despising them, sometimes being indifferent and sometimes enthusiastic, as long as the person is suitable, nine times out of ten, you will be able to find them.

In the words of those who have experienced it in the community, this is called "those girls who seem to be excellent actually often have a heart of inferiority. They are eager to be recognized. As long as you belittle them, they will surround you."

Yang Xing didn't believe this seemingly simple method at first, but experiments have proven that it does work.

Even if the dog licker can tie with him, the dog licker still requires money and effort, but Yang Xing not only doesn't need to spend money, but can also get the other party to give him money.

This really fulfills the saying, "Knowledge is power. As long as you find the right method, there is no girl you can't overthrow."

"Hey, do you want to go in?"

The clerk's urging interrupted Yang Xing's thinking, but after thinking about the girl, Yang Xing's sense of loss disappeared. Now he became confident again and followed Mu Chun to the two seats in the first row. sat down.

When the two of them first walked into the venue, there were a lot of shrill voices among the readers. Yang Xing guessed that everyone was complaining that the author suddenly left the venue and left the readers to do personal things.

If he had said so, he would never do this. It would not be the behavior of a wise man to offend the readers who spend money to buy your book.

Fans are sometimes more important than girlfriends. As the saying goes, girlfriends are like clothes, and sponsors are brothers.

Girlfriends change often, but it is best for the financial owner to stay together for a long time.

After the author returned to his seat next to the host, Lu Xin said: "Just now, the author told me that he was going to pick up a very important reader. Does anyone want to know who this reader is?"

Before Lu Xin finished speaking, the readers were already in agreement.

The author was slightly shy. He held the microphone and slowly moved his eyes from the small table beside him to Mu Chun. He glanced at Mu Chun and then said: "I still remember last year, when I was still creating my own works on the Internet. novel."

"Eh? Does Liu Yun also write novels?" Someone else whispered in the audience.

"I don't know. I seem to have searched for science fiction novels written by him."

"I heard that he also wrote online articles."

"Dr. Muchun, are you familiar with the author?" Yang Xing couldn't help but asked quietly.

"Ah, I've seen him a few times." Muchun replied softly.

How many times have you met and you have become a very important reader in the host’s mouth?

Could it be that Dr. Mu paid a heavy reward to this author?

Thinking of this, Yang Xing took a closer look at the author who was holding a microphone on the stage and was obviously not very good at talking.

I took another look at the promotional poster next to the author.

It turns out that the author’s name is Liu Yun.

The name doesn't sound famous, although I seem to have seen it somewhere.

"Perhaps I should complain one line at a time. Last autumn, I was in a very difficult writing state. I don't know if people will find it funny if I continue talking about it."

At this point, Liu Yun blushed and paused again.

Lu Xin quickly helped, "No, no, as readers, we very much hope to hear the authors talk about their mental processes when creating their works. This will help us understand the works better."

"Is that so? I think it was an unbearable moment to look back on, I"

Liu Yun took a deep breath. He did not expect that it would not be so easy to talk about that time again after half a year.

"Hey, if you don't want to say it, just don't say it." Muchun said to himself in the audience.

"In short, I felt at that time that I was probably not suitable for writing." Liu Yun said what was in his heart in one breath.

There was silence in the audience, and then another voice said, "It's too difficult."

"It turns out Liuyun also has times like this."

"Fortunately, you persisted. If you had given up writing, we wouldn't be able to see such a heart-warming book today."

Lu Xin said to Liu Yun with a smile.

"Yeah, it's a book that I wrote while relaxing. I never thought that I would write such a book. After all, it's a dream."

Liuyun wanted to speak but stopped.

"By the way, dream, tell us about your dream. What would be a writer's dream?"

Lu Xin followed Liu Yun's words and raised new questions.

"Actually, I don't have any dreams." Liu Yun said sheepishly, then scratched his hair like a big boy.

"Eh? No dreams? For example, to write a whole book of books, or to be able to write a work that satisfies you, or to write the story that you have always wanted to write, or to be like Nabokov, who writes on the title page of every book With the same words - dedicated to Vera. To express his love for his wife Vera?

Writers always write because of their dreams, and of course making money is also closely related to their dreams. "

"Well, after all, dreams can't be completely separated from life itself." Liu Yun continued what Lu Xin said.

“Tell us about this book, ‘Meeting You in Istanbul,’ which I thought was a romance novel when I first read it.”

"Actually, it's not a novel." After Liu Yun finished speaking, he lowered his head.

Lu Xin continued to ask, "When we collect questions from readers on the Internet, everyone generally wants to ask, is this 'you' a specific person?"

"I should say yes." Liu Yun answered the host's question without hesitation.

"Oh? So it's a travelogue about love? Because everyone has read a lot of warm sentences. For example, there is a passage on page 71 that says - In the early morning, I quietly enjoyed breakfast on the balcony of the landlord's house, A new day begins like this.

Looking down from the balcony on the second floor, there were not many pedestrians on the road at seven o'clock. This made me feel a special kind of calmness, as if time had slowed down, as if I had enough time to meet better people. People, better things, more interesting things about the world. "

"Ah, so, is the better person a specific person? Some readers said it should be the one on the title page."

As Lu Xin spoke, she turned the book in her hand to the title page, and then she read: "Dedicated to a weird person, you have the most interesting soul."

“Is this the reader you’d like to thank today?”

Lu Xin winked mischievously at the readers in the audience.

Liuyun nodded, "Yes, this is him, a very interesting soul."

"If I guess correctly, it must be one of the two people you just picked up."

As soon as the host finished speaking, all the readers in the audience looked towards the first row, where Yang Xing and Muchun were seated.

Although his eyes were behind his back, Yang Xing still felt a sense of grandeur and excitement.

This sense of immersion was too strong, although he knew that the reader Liu Yun was referring to was not him, because he had never read "Meeting You in Istanbul" at all, not to mention that Yang Xing generally did not know how to buy physical books. made.

Occasionally, it is enough to take photos with a few books. Ordering a cup of coffee and taking a photo in the bookstore is enough. Physical books take up space and are expensive.

But this feeling of being noticed is really great.

"Which one is it? There were two of them just now. The author shouldn't give us any clues. A soul that the author thinks is interesting must be a very interesting person."

"Well, he's a doctor, yes, a doctor."

"doctor?"

The host had no idea that the interesting soul Liu Yun was talking about would be a doctor.

this.

Lu Xin, who always thought quickly, suddenly didn't know how to respond to Liu Yun's words.

The first thing she associates with the word doctor is disease.

Has Liu Yun had any illness before?

There is no need to play the sympathy card on such an occasion. It is just a small book signing and interview. Just talk about the works. Why do you need to mention your illness? For the sake of sales, young authors are already working so hard now. Yet?

It seems a bit excessive.

Because he didn't know how to continue the topic, Lu Xin felt a little unhappy and had some opinions about Liu Yun.

"Ah, this doctor is neither a surgeon nor a physician."

While Lu Xin was feeling uneasy, Liu Yun became more and more relaxed. His eyes shone with confidence, and he looked much more relaxed than at the beginning of the autograph session.

"Not a surgeon, not a physician?" The host was a little confused.

The readers in the audience didn’t understand either.

"Is he an obstetrician and gynecologist?"

Some readers deliberately joked, causing the audience to burst into laughter.

Liu Yun also laughed, looking extremely relaxed. He asked with a smile, "Who is so talented? Speaking of male obstetricians and gynecologists, I think he is very handsome. It's a pity that he is not an obstetrician and gynecologist. How about you guess again?" "

"Orthopedics?" The voice came out of nowhere, and was soon drowned out by a burst of louder laughter.

"That's...but that's not the case. My hands are fine. But speaking of it, maybe I really wanted to check for injuries from injuries or something, but I always felt that my fingers were not working properly."

When Liu Yun said this, some readers in the audience immediately thought, "So this is a trauma department?"

"Maybe plastic surgery."

"Hahahahahahahaha." Laughter came one after another.

Liu Yun rubbed his eyes, "Sorry, sorry, it's really not a plastic surgery. If there is a doctor like this in a plastic surgery, maybe I can actually spend some money on my face."

"No, no, we think you're quite handsome." Lu Xin felt relieved when he saw that the scene was completely lively. Now that he thought about it, he was probably too nervous, but what department was it in?

"I see."

A girl with a sweet voice suddenly appeared, "I guess it might be."

The girl sitting in the back row has big eyes, is slightly fat, and looks like a hellokitty.

Everyone's eyes turned to the girl, but the girl was too embarrassed to speak.