Chapter 100： Novel signing

Trafalgar Square is located in the center of London. Its moderate location and beautiful square architecture make it one of London's attractions.

Ms. Shaman took her daughter into the square and sighed as she watched the huge flow of people pouring in the direction of the National Gallery.

She is a small well-known writer herself, and now she rushes to participate in a novel signing event for a twelve-year-old boy. It is crazy.

"Mom, shall we hurry up, there are so many people."

"Well, my dear."

Saman had to speed up. The seven-year-old daughter has always been very inferior. Harry Potter is her only consolation. How can she satisfy her wish?

"Mom, can we see Ryan?" The little girl kept her head down, her face still writhing gloomy.

"Of course it will, dear Kate."

“Why can Ryan read fluently at the age of four, and started writing children’s science fiction at the age of six. I’m seven years old now, and I can’t read even the simplest articles, and Harry Potter can only be read by you or dad? Listen to me."

"It will be fine when you grow up." Ms. Shaman looked helpless. She knew that her daughter had dyslexia.

The girl named Kate lowered her head, but followed her mother's footsteps to the National Art Gallery, her gloomy look on her face became stronger.

Why is this happening? She wanted to ask everyone that she was studying at the school where Ryan was in London, and the textbooks used are exactly the same. Why does she have dyslexia and why all the students in the school like to laugh at her? Why do they all say that they are twisted little girls?

There is a long queue in front of the bookstore with a long history next to the National Gallery. Fortunately, this is the Kingdom of Great Britain and London. It has the reservations and traditions that they are proud of. There is no such thing as a day or a few days in advance. Just come to line up.

Saman’s mother and daughter arrived early, and they soon lined up in the middle of the line, moving forward slowly with the flow of people.

"Mom, there seems to be a reporter." She tugged at the corner of her mother's clothes.

"My dear, Ryan is a big star. It's normal for reporters to come over."

"Big star? Is it more famous than Dad?" At her age, it is difficult to understand the specific meaning of this word, so she subconsciously moved the director's father out.

Saman smiled helplessly. Although his husband is a veteran, he is somewhat famous in the UK, but compared to that boy...

"Hey, ma'am, hello, is this your daughter? I'm a reporter from The Times, can you ask her some questions?"

At this time, a female reporter came over. Seeing that it was a regular reporter, not a paparazzi, Shaman nodded slightly.

After all, it is good for her character to let her daughter get in touch with more people.

Although she has an awkward personality, the girl is still a little clever, tilted her head and thought for a while, and said, "Well, you can ask."

"Do you like the Harry Potter series?" The reporter asked a bit silly question, as if the girl was regarded as a mentally handicapped child.

"Of course! Before going to bed every night, I ask my father or mother to read a paragraph for me."

"Then which character do you like best?"

"Miss know-it-all, Hermione Granger!" The girl replied simply, but she was thinking in her heart, if I was as smart as her.

"Then do you like Ryan Jenkins?"

"Yes, Mom and Dad have read all of his works for me. Tell you a secret. I am now studying at Ryan's previous school." The girl's chin lifted up unconsciously, and it seemed that the inferiority complex disappeared. .

The reporter asked Ms. Shaman a few more questions, and walked away satisfied, looking for the next interview target.

Finally they lined up in the bookstore, and found that most of the people in front did not just buy "Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire", but packed all the books published by Ryan and walked towards the signing table.

"Mom..." The girl pulled her mother's arm, looking forward to her eyes.

"Okay, dear." Ms. Shaman quickly selected books, "Jurassic Park", "Ryan Tales", "Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone"..., before finally picking up "Resident Evil", Little hesitated, after all, this book is not a children's book.

But seeing my daughter’s sparkling eyes, even the inferiority and gloom on her face disappeared, smiled, took "Resident Evil" down, and walked to the payment counter.

Sitting behind the signature table, Ryan waved the fountain pen in his hand, and while signing, he felt a little bit of sentiment. All businessmen in the world are the same. They were born to chase profits.

This time, the publishing house launched a seven-book package and price reduction project, which really promoted the sales of all books, but his workload has greatly increased.

However, you have to pay the corresponding price for how much you want to get.

You know, "Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire" only the publisher's prepaid remuneration reached 5 million US dollars, although it is lower than the previous life Joanna Rowling's 10 million US dollars when the book was released, but don't Forget it, it's 1992 now.

What's more, there will be up to 25% of the royalty share in the follow-up.

Because his previous life is also considered to be the entertainment industry, Ryan knows a little bit about book publishing. Needless to say, domestic publishing houses. When he was reborn, it seemed that no one had paid more than 15% in royalties. This is an international practice. It is 15%-20%.

I have to say that domestic writers are also a group of hard-pressed people. Like other industries, taxes and other expenditures are approaching developed countries while their incomes have not increased significantly.

Looking at the thick stack of books in front of him, Ryan’s mouth trembled. This is a middle-aged couple. They bought 6 sets, for a total of forty-two books. In their words, they want to give away. One set for each relative in the family.

"Thank you for your support!" Ryan bowed his head and shook his wrist, sending away the two men.

"Rui...Ryan, hello..."

A timid girl's voice came across from him. He looked up, smiled, and stretched out his hand, "Hello, thank you for your support."

"Ryan..." The **** the opposite side looked a little shy and shook his hand hesitantly.

"Don't be nervous. Look at me. It's not like you. I have a nose and two eyes. They are not monsters in the media." Ryan said with a slight smile.

"Mom." The girl also smiled, and the expression on her face became hearty.

Ms. Shaman put the seven books on the table. Ryan took the top "Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire", turned to the title page, and signed his name on it.

"Ryan...can..." The girl seemed a little nervous, and she seemed a little inferior, "Can you write a wish?"

"No problem." Ryan gave her an encouraging look.

"Just write..." The girl scratched her red hair, "Well...Kate, I hope you can overcome dyslexia as soon as possible and read fluently."

"Well, lovely Miss Kate." Ryan wrote this sentence in six books without any hesitation, changing the grammar.

On the title page of the last "Jurassic Park", Ryan whispered as he wrote, "Kate, although life is always full of unsatisfactory things, but a confident and cheerful smile will make you more beautiful.

went on to say, "You know, I encountered more difficult things when I was a kid, but I was never discouraged or gave up. Therefore, keep working hard and you will surely overcome all the suffering!"

"Thank you, Ryan!"

Hearing his words, the gloom on the girl's face gradually disappeared, her low self-esteem was a little bit less, and her smile became more confident.

"Mom, I will work hard, I will work as hard as Ryan."

Looking at the backs of them leaving, Ryan shook his head, and suddenly felt that if he didn't become a star, he could also be a psychologist. Could it be that Natalie's influence? In her spare time, she always likes to read books on psychology.

Okay, it feels pretty good to help your fans solve a little bit of psychological inferiority. If you want to be a superstar, you must have a different side, otherwise it would be no difference to just pull one out of Hollywood. Ryan was busy again while thinking.

After the busy four hours, Ryan escaped the siege of reporters and paparazzi, and Ryan got into the car and hurried towards the villa.

Leaning on the back seat, he sticks out his tongue and feels tired like a dead dog. This time he is really tired, much more tired than the previous album signings. He has checked out nearly 4,000 books, just for his wrists. The soreness made him sigh.

There are also those reporters who are afraid of the chaos of the world, constantly asking him whether he is British literature about Harry Potter, and whether he has such outstanding literary and artistic talents because of the English-style enlightenment education he received.

Ryan wanted to put up a **** to them When I was at school in London, I never heard a class at all. Why did you come to the British education, if you ask, you are not afraid to provoke a media war on both sides of the Atlantic?

Well, these guys are eager for this to happen, so that they can attract attention and promote sales. Maybe the two sides of the Atlantic will bombard missiles, which suits them best. If this world is destroyed, the British paparazzi will be the happiest one. .

Ryan is not an idiot, he will not be foolishly used as a gun.

Back to the villa in Kensington, Ryan found that Natalie had returned and was sitting in the living room reading a book, but the content of the book was a bit scary, a book about director.

"I found this on the bookshelf in your room. There is nothing to do anyway, just take it and take a look." Natalie said.

"Why did you come back so soon?" Ryan simply sat beside her.

"A walk along the Thames, London is like that, nothing special." Obviously, she didn't have much interest in seeing the scenery.

"Don't you think that beautiful scenery can edify artistic sentiment?" Ryan said with a deliberate mouth curling.

"Come on, Ryan, do you know what art is? Oh, yes, art is for money and honor." Natalie is still reading.

"Well, I admit that it's okay to be less smart than you." Ryan didn't bother to care about her and walked upstairs, "I'm back to my room to read the script, and I will go to Poland in a few days."

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