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After the key positions and partners appeared on stage, the reporters who recorded many key points in their small notebooks were eager to try, and the media raised their hands continuously during the questioning session.

Yao Jiang thought that he would be like the sad heroine in the novel, eagerly watching Man Beibei perform on stage in front of the TV screen.

She did think so before Xi Xu came out, but Man Beibei was the only one she wanted to be infatuated with. Moreover, she refused to watch the show if others insisted on making her watch it.

Returning to her seat, Yao Jiang gradually relaxed her body and almost fell asleep in the waiting room, but it was the field manager who told her to come back to her senses.

Le Aibei had half an hour, Yao Jiang rubbed her cheeks, took a deep breath to adjust her state.

It's all here, it's a shame to lose the chain.

The scrolling screen in the venue switched to a brief introduction about the author of Le Aibei, and there was a physical book at the bottom. She was also taken by Man Beibei before so-called image photos.

Seeing himself in the roll-up, Yao Jiang felt... Mr. Ptu's skills are good, and he is quite beautiful.

The atmosphere of the meeting was not as tense as the previous press conference. Step by step, Yao Jiang came to the stage from behind, and Yao Jiang heard someone calling her name below.

The last time someone called her name so loudly was when she was late for a unit meeting.

Haize.com consciously cultivates a fan base of readers and strengthens the connection between readers and authors. In addition to the novel itself, it sets up a character for the author, interacts with each other, and has come and gone. Naturally, there will be fans to promote the author's works and establish word of mouth. .

A few decades ago, there were very few people able to sink down to write because of insufficient food and clothing. In that era, information and communication channels were scarce, and a good work was very difficult to find.

But now, with the rise of the Internet, novels have developed by leaps and bounds. There are all kinds of literary and commercial ones. The authors are not limited to literary artists. Everyone, as long as they have the emotions they want to express, can express it on the website.

At the beginning, Yao Jiang just wanted to use novels to substitute the events and details that happened in his own life, and recorded them in this way, continuously, creating the Le Aibei that belonged to the readers on stage.

Underneath, some readers held up their support signs and put their faces in a flashy way... In a daze, Yao Jiang thought he was attending some artist's meeting!

In her memory, she has participated in several reader meetings, all in large bookstores or reading salons, discussing with the author himself about the conception of the novel... Why do her readers don't seem to care?

That's right, not everyone can meet a domineering president, and she really doesn't know where to start to discuss it.

Fortunately, her Beibei is not overbearing, and she also occupies the word "president".

The future proprietress laughed foolishly on the stage.

"Ahh! Le Aibei!!! Beibei!!! You are so cute!!!"

The voices of dozens of fans below were heard on the stage, and the fanatical female fans shouted from below, their faces flushed red.

Everyone was waiting for Yao Jiang's reaction, and she waved her hand: "Don't get excited, I'm not young anymore, I can't be called cute, but I can still be considered pretty."

The self-deprecating tone instantly resolved the embarrassment, and the fanatical female fans covered their chests, without the excitement just now, only the constantly waving lights flashed colorfully underneath.

The host has already dealt with the meeting of the four authors in a row, and the tone is not as passionate as it was at the beginning. The fixed part of the question in the card is also communicated with Yao Jiang before, and there is no extra impromptu performance.

Man Beibei was afraid that after this event, Yao Jiang would make a mistake and go home and ask her to take care of her, so she corrected a lot of questions, sped up the interview part, and soon entered the signing.

Except for the necessary photos, no other traces were left.

However, the fans were too excited, and there were people queuing up with their partners. Yao Jiang saw it with envy and jealousy.

"Madam, I really like your novels. I've read your romance novels before, but I didn't expect you to be like me..."

"Ahh! Mrs. Le Aibei, I finally met a real person!"

"The first article in Lily District's open chase!"

Le Aibei accepted the fans' blessings, and Yao Jiang felt that he was in a heavy mood at the moment, and he had a new understanding of online creation.

Going to work, writing essays, this is her life rhythm, the outline, character design, and plot are all laid out according to the presets. She doesn't have so many emotions, but these encouraging words... make her feel inexplicable sense of responsibility.

Some emotions are imperceptible. Maybe someone has read his novel and learned how to fall in love?Learned to cherish?Stay away from green tea?

Even if there is only a little resonance, it is good.

After signing the last one, Yao Jiang stood up and bowed to everyone, successfully completing the task of Le Aibei.

On the way back, Yao Jiang didn't go to the author's lounge, but turned to Man Beibei's lounge.

Man Beibei asked her to wait for her inside after finishing her work. The door is locked with a combination, so no one will break in.

The boss's lounge is more upscale than these small shrimps, and there is a faint smell of sandalwood in the air.

There were some materials scattered on the table and they were not cleared away. At first glance, it was the masterpiece of Shuang Shudie. Man Beibei has obsessive-compulsive disorder. Before leaving, she would definitely check whether her things belonged to her.

Leaning back on the sofa, Yao Jiang soon fell asleep.

She didn't hear the opening of the door, but she was awakened by the sound of talking and laughing. Shuang Shudie was drinking milk tea while talking to Xi Xu next to her. When she turned on the light in the room, she found Yao Jiang lying inside.

"Ah, I'm scared to death, Yao Jiang, you don't make a sound inside."

There were outsiders, Yao Jiang sat up straight quickly, and glared at Shuang Shudie.

She wanted to say something, but she didn't have that chance!

He pushed the door open without knocking and walked in without any buffer.

Shuang Shudie put the milk tea in her hand in front of Yao Jiang, and opened the chair on the workbench for Xi Xu to sit on.

Xi Xu sat down with her skirt propped up, occupying only a third of the seat, with her legs slanted in one direction, very elegant.

"Meet you again, Miss Yao."

Out of the corner of her eye, she could see the pearls of milk tea in Shuang Shudie's hand sucking up into her mouth one by one, as if she was watching a good show.

If the brief meeting just now is considered an acquaintance, wouldn't it be too hasty.

Yao Jiang raised his eyes and met Xi Xu's gaze: "Editor Xi, you are too polite. I have admired your name for a long time, and I finally saw you. I want to sign it for me later, and I want to take it back for collection."

If you are polite, you come and go, Xi Xu said: "Miss Yao is being polite. I saw your readers at the door just now. There are quite a few of them. There are also real-time monitoring of several venues behind the press conference. You performed very well. It’s not like it’s the first time on stage.”

Yao Jiang smiled and said shyly, "It's all thanks to Beibei, she taught me, even this outfit and makeup are all from her." I did it myself, if I didn't have such a caring girlfriend like her, I would definitely be embarrassed."

Neither Shuang Shudie nor Xi Xu expected Yao Jiang to reveal her relationship with Man Beibei so easily.

Yao Jiang also saw that the corners of Screenwriter Xi's mouth collapsed after hearing her words.