Listening to his voice, Qianmiao's mouth curled up.
"Remember what I said before, the author of "Fifty-Nine Points" has published a book, and the signing will start at eight o'clock, go?"
Qian Mi raised his eyes and sat up.
"really?"
"Well, really."
"This is what you want to tell me?"
The man smiled: "Yes."
The tension in her heart suddenly loosened, and said, "Where are you? I'll be there in a while."
"The City Library."
"I'll pass in a while."
Lu Wanyu turned his head: "Are you leaving now?"
"Yes, I'm going to an autograph meeting."
"The signing event? There will be a signing event so late?" Lu Wanyu held the bottle with his face full of doubts.
Wei Wu reluctantly opened a gap in his eyes and asked, "Whose signing event is there? I'll go to join him."
"Rong Zheng."
"Rong Zheng?" Lu Wanyu sat up, with surprise on his face: "Is that the script teacher with the drawer full of comic books? Has he published the book?"
Wei Wu didn't pay much attention to cartoons, and asked suspiciously, "Is this person famous?"
"Famous! But he is not a painter, he is only responsible for story creation and providing scripts."
"That fifty-nine point is extremely popular. Now we are preparing for film and television production. Fans are spread all over the country and abroad. Basically, people who like comics like to watch it! But the strange thing is that the main writer of this comic is not very popular, but the script teacher is popular. Up."
She turned her head and smiled at Qian Miao and asked, "I'm right."
The two got up: "Let's go with us, just want to see the true face of Rong Zheng."
Wei Wu stood up feebly, looking indifferent, but said: "By the way, I want to give a reward. I want to spend money tonight."
Seeing how they were stumbling, Qian Miao called Black Chicken, asked him to take care of the people, and sent them back to her temporarily.
Just after the phone call, they looked back and found that the two had cuddled up on the sofa and fell asleep.
Qian Mian shook his head and walked out carrying a small backpack.
She went straight to the door of a box that said no one to enter, and pushed her foot inward under the door panel.
Inside, Cang Zeyue was playing VR alone.
There was a sound when the door opened. He took off the device and turned his head to look over here: "Is it going to go now?"
"I use one of the two borrowed rounds."
"Two rounds? No borrowing." The more Cang Ze turned his head, fisted against the big screen, practicing certain moves, and then said: "Four rounds can be started, besides, three of us, riding two rounds is too dangerous. ."
"only me."
Cang Ze became more silent.
After a while, she opened the drawer and threw her the key: "Open it carefully, it's all my big treasure."
She raised her eyebrows and turned to leave.
Cang Zeyue moved his lips, watching her walk away, but never said that.
"Forget it, what the **** are you doing."
Muttering, he continued to play his own.
After playing for a while, feeling boring, he walked out and came to Qianmiao's exclusive box.
Inside, two girls fell asleep.
There was a vibrating sound, which lasted for a while before he walked over.
After looking at it, I saw the familiar name: Feng Can.
City Library.
The scene was different from what Qianmiao expected. There were no crowds, and it was not as quiet as signing a sale.
In the past, autographs were held in the largest exhibition hall of the library. Now, although the lights are on in the entire building, there are very few people.
(Fengxian: I heard someone likes me?)