I'm The Hard Rice King

Chapter 59 Book Club and Crisis

Regarding organizing book fan meetings, Li Peifeng actually feels quite ashamed.

Generally speaking, writers rarely hold events specifically to meet book fans!

They publish some new physical book, and then jointly hold a book signing event with the publishing house offline. The main purpose is to increase the sales of the book.

Specifically, the author is asked to speak a few words on stage, and then the book fans buy the author's book, have it signed by the author himself, and then take a photo together.

And what about yourself? I have written so many books, but none of them have been published, and I even shamelessly held fan meetings...

Others are trying to increase book sales, but what does this mean to me?

A thank you banquet to thank all the female readers or flesh fans for their generous donations to help me tide over the difficulties?

Keep it simple, a thank you party for the sponsor?

Really polite and polite!

Do you still have the spirit of a scholar? ! !

"No more, really no more!"

Holding a writing brush, Li Peifeng glanced at the empty bags under the desk, and explained: "But don't worry if you didn't get the fans and bookmarks, I've already asked the staff to buy them, everyone will definitely get them before lunch. "

"It's okay, don't worry."

"Hmm, it's very windy, can we take a photo together?"

"sure."

"Click~"

It's already half past ten, and there are so many beautiful women in Lingbo Hall, and the bright sun cannot dispel the gloom in the room...

Moreover, there were actually two more female book fans who came than those who signed up. After asking, I found out that these two people didn't see the registration in the group last night, but only saw it this morning, and hurried over by train.

Even so, you can't drive people away. It doesn't matter if there are two more people. You can still add two stools in the restaurant.

"Brother Feng, can you help me write the subtitles?" A short, round-faced girl with a ponytail begged pitifully.

Li Peifeng recalled the online name that the round-faced girl had written when she registered just now, and suddenly said: "Are you a Loli Luosuo?"

Is that the Lolita who wants to buy my underwear and make me fly?

Perhaps thinking of this, Loli blushed and said with embarrassment, "Yes."

Li Peifeng smiled, nodded and said, "Okay, what do you want to write?"

"Just...just write the words 'Wind and Water Rise'." Loli whispered in a long voice: "This has a good meaning!"

No matter how good the meaning of the idiom is, it becomes terrible when you little filthy bitches use it!

"No problem." Li Peifeng readily agreed and started writing.

In the restaurant, women from all over the world share the same identity as members of the book club "Feng Sheng Shui Qi", or fans of Li Peifeng's books.

At this time, they either sat down to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the West Lake, discussed the plot of a certain book and interesting things in online chats; or surrounded Li Peifeng, watching him splash ink and brush like dragons and snakes, and uttered the exclamation of laymen watching the excitement; Or use your mobile phone to secretly take pictures of Mr. Li’s handsome appearance, showing a surprised expression, and whispering...

"Lao Huang really didn't lie, Yi Liang Feng is really handsome!"

"Haha, I already sent the photo to the group, and they were all blown away!"

"Hmph, let them not come, I will regret it to death!"

"It's better if there are fewer people here. With fewer readers, we can interact with one or two more people. If there are more people, it won't be our turn."

"Interact? Move each other?"

"How many people take turns? So many people take turns?! Oh my god! This idea of ​​yours is very dangerous!"

"Hahaha~ don't interrupt~"

Because there were many people in the restaurant and the voices were mixed, Li Peifeng, who was concentrating on writing inscriptions for other book friends, couldn't hear what they were talking about. The atmosphere is not bad, and I feel relaxed and happy.

It may be that most female readers of online literature are relatively young. The average age of the book club in [Feng Sheng Shui Qi] is 21 years old, and they are invincible in their youth and youth;

It may be that wisdom produces beauty, and the female book fans who read my books are all good-looking;

It may also be that female readers who dare to participate in offline book fan meetings and meet authors have a certain degree of confidence in their appearance...

In any case, for various reasons, the average appearance of the thirty-two female book lovers in the restaurant is at a high level.

At first glance, it is pleasing to the eye!

Combined with the beautiful scenery outside the window, it’s amazing!

As the saying goes, "There is heaven above, and Suzhou and Hangzhou below." Nothing could be better than this.

It will be good if you are a book fan, it will be wonderful if you are a book fan.

Li Peifeng thought that if one day he published a physical book, he would definitely do it again.

But it’s hard to find a blind publisher. As for the stuff I wrote, the hope of publishing it as a physical book is very slim, unless someone has a brain...

"Writer Xiaofeng, please write a word for me too."

A beautiful-looking young mature woman about thirty years old said with a smile: "I've been waiting for a long time."

I saw that this woman had dark red hair with a shawl, elegant and soft, her melon-shaped face was standard, her nose was thin and straight, her cold makeup was paired with her charming eyes, even if you don't look at her white and self-cultivating body The devilish figure under the dress is also a rare beauty.

The lost deer, real name, Lu Yao.

Li Peifeng apologized: "Sister Lu, let me write it for you. Well, what words do you want?"

Lu Yao's smile never diminished: "You can do whatever you want, anything is fine, I won't choose."

"Pei Feng, it's almost time." Huang Tianxuan reminded.

"immediately."

Li Peifeng thought for a moment and simply wrote eight words: "Be free and fearless, and the years will be smooth."

"Thank you." Lu Yao seemed very satisfied with the calligraphy and looked at it with appreciation.

"Click!"

Huang Tianxuan pressed the bell on the wall and nodded to Li Peifeng.

What is it like for a man to have dinner with thirty-two women?

In other words, what is it like for a rare and handsome writer B to have dinner with his thirty-two young female book fans?

These thirty-two female book fans are fat and thin, with different shapes, loli type, imperial sister type, cute type, mature type, pure type, younger sister type, etc. All kinds of beauties are available...

The chatter is not clean, but the overall feeling is pretty good.

He can’t stop talking, and the topic revolves around Li Peifeng. Whenever a reader discusses the plot in a certain book with him, he will say a few words. I also want to express my gratitude.

"Pei Feng, stop chatting and try this dish." Huang Tianxuan served him some food.

"Well, the author's brother is growing, right? Eat more,"

Lu Yao also followed suit, with her sister's concern.

"OK."

Finally having time to eat a couple of bites, Writer Li casually raised his head to glance, and his eyes fell on someone inadvertently, and the female book fan's cheeks were flushed, and she didn't care about eating, and she didn't care about anything else.

If you are tired of seeing this, look at the cool one again.

At first he didn't take it seriously, but gradually his eyes responded with tenderness, hazy and obscure, as if covered with a layer of mist on the West Lake in the early morning.

How can anyone who writes male videos experience this kind of happiness? !

Li Peifeng felt warm, happy and fulfilled.

…

…

Capital, AllBright Apartment.

Lying on his side, the extremely light-blocking curtains were tightly drawn, and not even a trace of the noon sun penetrated, only his head playfully poked out from the corners.

On the bed, two women were covered with quilts, their jade bodies lay horizontally, their white or pink-brown arms and beautiful legs were exposed outside the quilts but they were motionless, as if they were still fast asleep.

"you!"

"asshole!!"

But soon, their bodies trembled a little, and they closed their eyes as if they were cursing someone. Then, the two women opened their eyes at the same time, panting heavily, and subconsciously turned their heads to look at each other...

"Are you awake?" Wu Wenyue frowned and rubbed his sleepy eyes.

"Well, I'm dreaming." Xu Manying was weak and wanted to sit up but couldn't resist the tiredness of just waking up, so he could only sit on the bedside.

"What dream?"

"Dream about... forget it." Xu Manying shook his head and said nothing.

Wu Wenyue held her shoulder with his left hand and was still rubbing his eyes with his right hand: "Tell me, what is he doing now?"

"Who knew!" Xu Manying was a little annoyed: "I waited for so long last night, and I didn't know to call when I got off the plane. I seem to have disappeared on a business trip!"

After saying that, he looked at Wu Wenyue: "Has he contacted you?"

"without."

Wu Wenyue shook her head, and then said comfortingly: "Let's be more open-minded. What if he dies?"

"..."

The two were silent for a moment. Xu Manying rubbed his face against the neck of the person in his arms and whispered: "Yueyue, what if he really dies?"

Wu Wenyue sighed: "If he is really dead, collect his body for him."

…

"There are still many things that I want to say but haven't said yet. I saved them because I wanted to write a novel. Let people watch them silently and remember them lightly..."

The book fan meeting in Lingbo Hall had reached its climax. Li Peifeng sang a song, which attracted numerous applause and cheers, and then retreated to let other interested book fans show their singing voice.

"Xiaofeng, what else do you not know?" Lu Yao's eyes sparkled, because she had just drank half a glass of rice wine, her cheeks were flushed, she seemed to be overwhelmed by alcohol, and she involuntarily leaned towards Li Peifeng.

"Haha, Sister Lu, don't praise me like that." Li Peifeng stretched out his hand to support her soft arm to prevent her from falling, then let go and said with a smile, "Will you sing a song later?"

"No, sister can't sing." Lu Yao covered her mouth with a smile and hit him: "If you have time, you can teach my god sister, then you can still consider it."

teach? how to teach?

Huang Tianxuan rolled her eyes covertly, stepped on Li Peifeng with her high heel, and said in his ear: "Stay away from this bad woman!"

The ears and temples grind together, and the fragrant wind blows. The little sister is on the left and the big sister is on the right. Why should I stay away from her? Why don’t you just stay closer to me?

Li Peifeng smiled and nodded: "Yuan, the sun is very round today."

"Ding-deng-deng-deng-deng~~"

As my heart was trembling, the urgent bell rang.

Li Peifeng frowned and took out his mobile phone. After taking a long look at it, his whole mood felt like he had fallen from Hangzhou, where birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, to Dongsanzhou in the cold winter of March 9th!

Four words, piercing the heart!

I saw the name 'Xu Manying' placed in the center of the screen, and the front camera reflected the blurred real-time image of myself. I flicked the hand holding the phone left and right, and all kinds of beauties and book fans around me were also dimly displayed...

"Xu Manying invites you for video chat..."

(Readers, be hungry, vote, money!)

(End of chapter)