Xu Mengyao asked with doubt, "Husband, which is more damaging, a nearby bomb explosion or a sniper shot?"

Lin Chen said, "That depends on the power of the bomb. The single-point power of a regular bomb explosion is not as good as a sniper rifle."

"Bombs emphasize large-scale destruction. Don't worry, it's not that easy for a bomb to hit me. My strength gives me a very strong intuition about deadly dangers."

Xu Mengyao: "Husband, you must wait until you can withstand sniper bullets before holding a book signing."

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

Lin Chen said with a smile.

Before long, his ancient martial art of Tai Chi would reach the legendary level.

"Husband, go and spend time with Qianqian."

"You weren't here today, and she asked several times where Daddy went."

Xu Mengyao kissed Lin Chen.

"Okay."

Lin Chen went to the balcony. Lin Qianqian was drawing. Her painting skills were now much better than before.

Lin Qianqian's drawings were already quite good when Lin Chen and Xu Mengyao got married, and now almost three months have passed.

"Daddy, where did you go?"

"When you're not home, Mommy and I miss you very much."

"Daddy, are there still countries bullying us now?"

Lin Qianqian asked.

Lin Chen nodded: "Yes, but fewer. When you grow up, no country will bully us."

A look of anticipation appeared in Lin Qianqian's eyes.

"Daddy, I know Tiananmen."

"Can we go to Tiananmen to see Grandpa Mao?"

Lin Chen kissed Lin Qianqian and said with a smile, "Of course we can. But can we go next year? It's cold here now, and it's even colder at Tiananmen."

"Okay, okay."

"Mommy has a little baby in her belly, and Mommy can't get cold."

Lin Qianqian said with a sweet smile.

Lin Chen smiled and said, "Mommy can't get cold, and you can't get cold either. You're still a baby now."

"Is your painting finished? Shall we play something else?"

Lin Qianqian: "Daddy, let's play doctor toys."

"Okay."

Lin Chen scratched Lin Qianqian's little nose and smiled.

His ancient medical skills were a bit far from the legendary level, but his Western medicine skills were not far from the mythical level.

Western medicine skills only needed twenty hours to reach the grandmaster level, and a total of one hundred and sixty hours to reach the mythical level.

Ancient medical skills take thirty hours to reach the grandmaster level, and a total of two hundred and forty hours to reach the mythical level.

Moreover, Western medicine skills can be improved by playing doctor toys. Ancient medical skills require Lin Qianqian to be sick or injured before he can improve when treating Lin Qianqian.

"System, how much more do my Western medicine skills need to level up?"

Lin Chen asked in his mind.

System: "Host, you still need seven hours."

A faint smile appeared on Lin Chen's face.

Seven hours is easy to accumulate. When she's in the mood, Lin Qianqian can play for two hours a day.

… …

"Beep beep!"

Lin Chen called Chen Xinhan.

Chen Xinhan couldn't help but stand up.

He answered the phone a little nervously: "Boss, do you have any instructions?"

Lin Chen was just an author on Tongxin.com, but now Lin Chen is a well-known figure all over the world.

Lin Chen said: "Editor Chen, regarding the book signing, didn't you say before that you hoped Tongxin.com could prepare it?"

Chen Xinhan coughed lightly and said, "Boss, I did say that before, but given your current situation, whether Tongxin.com is qualified to prepare it is a big question."

Lin Chen smiled and said, "It's just a book signing, you've held quite a few times, what's unqualified about it?"

Chen Xinhan said seriously: "Boss, it's different. Not many people go to other people's book signings, so the requirements for the venue, security, etc. are not high, and it's easy to hold."

"If you hold a book signing, boss, a lot of people will come, possibly tens of thousands or even over a hundred thousand."

"With so many people, the venue and security are big problems."

Lin Chen frowned slightly.

"Will so many people attend?"

Chen Xinhan: "Boss, definitely. Your fans are almost 100 million now. This is an optimistic estimate. The actual number of people who go may be even greater."

Lin Chen felt a headache.

Why did he agree to hold one every year in the first place?

It was a miscalculation.

If tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people go, what should he do?

Leaving aside the venue and security issues, even if he had ten hands, he wouldn't be able to sign for so many people.

"Editor Chen, it's not possible for so many people to go. At most three thousand. It would probably take a whole day to sign for three thousand people."

Lin Chen said.

Chen Xinhan breathed a sigh of relief.

It would be much easier to deal with if there were only three thousand people.

"Mr. Lin, then we need to draw lots."

"Those who are drawn can attend the book signing. But many fans may not be happy with this."

Chen Xinhan said.

Lin Chen: "It's impossible to satisfy everyone. I'll find someone to create a small program to draw lots. Those who are drawn can go. Let's set the time for the book signing in ten days."

"Prepare everything and issue a notice."

Chen Xinhan: "Boss, what specific day is it? Also, where will the book signing be held?"

Lin Chen said angrily: "If I decide everything, what do I need you for? Editor Chen, you should inspect the location, make sure it's large and not too crowded."

"It's cold, so it can only be indoors. Pay attention to this as well."

"You can check the weather to determine the specific day."

Chen Xinhan quickly said: "Okay, boss. Boss, the security issue—"

Lin Chen said: "You don't have to worry about security. There will be special personnel responsible for the security of the book signing."

"Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Xinhan breathed a sigh of relief.

However, thinking of the book signing ten days later, Chen Xinhan's heart was lifted again. The book signing must not be ruined.

"Beep beep!"

Chen Xinhan called the boss, Liang Zhirong.

"Boss, Master Lin said the book signing will be in ten days—"

Chen Xinhan explained the situation.

Liang Zhirong said solemnly: "Editor Chen, Master Lin has entrusted this task to us, which is a sign of trust in us."

"It must be done well."

Chen Xinhan asked: "Boss, what's the budget?"

Liang Zhirong: "There is no budget."

"Within a reasonable range, try to do your best."

He has made a lot of money in the past few months thanks to Lin Chen.

The valuation of Tongxin.com is rising again and again.

"Okay, boss."

"Boss, then I'll take people to Modu to find a good venue first."

Chen Xinhan said.

Liang Zhirong said: "Find a bigger and better one, don't be stingy."

"Okay, boss."

Two days later, Tongxin.com issued a notice.

[Notes on Master Lin Yu's Book Signing for Fans.]

Seeing the notice, many people immediately clicked on it.

"Why only three thousand people?"

"Yeah, the probability of being drawn for three thousand people is too low."

"It's unrealistic to sign more books at the book signing, but Master Lin Yu can hold a fan meeting at the same time. It would be great if we could get in close contact with Master Lin Yu."

The news spread quickly.

Sure enough, many people were not very satisfied.

The number of people who want to attend the book signing is far more than Lin Chen estimated.

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