After taking a shower, Song Yiyao lay on Shen Xian's chest, her hair spread out on his chest like a waterfall.
It was a rare moment when she showed the demeanor that a woman should have.
"Chen Xian, have you thought about the future?" Song Yiyao asked.
after……
What she asked included who Chen Xian would marry, who he would have children with, and who he would build a warm harbor with.
Many figures flashed through Shen Xian's mind.
Zhou Wan, Taozi, Ning Cai, and Song Yiyao in front of her.
This question is difficult to answer. At least for Shen Xian at present, there is no optimal solution.
No matter who you choose, it will be very unfair to others.
If he had to pick one, he'd probably choose peach.
No matter whether it is Zhou Wan, Ning Cai or Song Yiyao, even though they lost themselves, they can still live well, with no worries about food and clothing and a noble status.
But Taozi, if she loses me, she will really have nothing.
This is the result of the calm sensibility.
"Okay, don't think too much." Seeing Chen Xian silent, Song Yiyao smiled and comforted him, "No matter what choice you make in the future, I respect your choice and understand it."
Song Yiyao was originally the one with the least desires.
But now, she is gradually becoming greedy.
She wanted to be with Chen Xian forever, instead of just choosing the right time and the right excuse to be with Chen Xian like now.
"I'm a latecomer, I won't force you to make any choice." Song Yiyao smiled faintly, "Although I have begun to be greedy, I feel that as long as you are here, I will be safe."
"Yiyao, I'm sorry." Shen Xian held Song Yiyao's hand.
Since when did I become a scumbag?
There seems to be no point in worrying about these things.
Song Yiyao naturally understood this, and kissed Shen Xian's lips gently, gradually increasing her strength: "I still have a gray hair, do you want to see it?"
"look!"
…
The next morning, a dense crowd of people came outside Hengdian.
Zhou Changqiang was shocked when he saw the dense crowds of people outside: "No way, how many people are there?"
Then he discovered that many people were heading towards Building 6.
Building 6 is where the opening ceremony and autograph session will be held.
At the door, many people have already put up banners.
"Who is the peak at the end of the immortal road? Once you see the beginningless path, it becomes empty."
"I am the Emperor of Heaven, I must suppress all enemies!"
These are all lines from the book "My Son Wang Teng".
“No way, so many readers?” Zhou Changqiang was stunned when he saw this. Is this the dominance of the number one online literature?
Zhou Xingjian also came and looked at the readers with great emotion: "At least eight or nine thousand readers have come, and the number is still increasing."
"A singer's autograph session is just like this, right?" It was the first time that Zhou Changqiang had seen such a large event.
Even Zhou Xingjian found it incredible.
He also held book signing events, but only about two to three thousand readers came, and that was the result of extensive publicity.
How is the author?
There were only a few official updates, and then no other publicity.
The popularity of an online author has reached such a terrifying level that many people doubt their lives.
"Dude, who do you like the most?"
"That must be the White-robed Divine King Jiang Taixu, what about you?"
"I like the Black Emperor!"
The readers naturally had a common topic and began to line up consciously. Outside Building 6, a long queue had formed, waiting for the doors to open.
Inside the building, the organizers have started the press conference for the opening ceremony. Several leading actors have appeared and media reporters have begun interviewing.
Zhou Wan in the crowd was naturally the focus of everyone's attention.
She wore a long black dress, revealing her fair shoulders and jade-like arms, and her every frown and smile exuded a unique charm.
It's very noble, giving a feeling of being the mother of the country.
After the interview, she quietly went aside.
There was a long table, and behind the table were piles of physical books, at least tens of thousands of them.
More than a dozen staff members are ready.
Lin Zhiyin stood aside, took a deep breath, and waited for Shen Xian to arrive.
Zhou Xingjian, Zhou Changqiang and others have also taken their seats and are sitting nearby.
"Dad, I didn't expect you to come today." Zhou Wan was a little surprised when she saw Zhou Xingjian.
Zhou Xingjian hummed: "I've always wanted to meet the original author, and now I have the chance."
Zhou Wan said: "This author is very proud. He even denied me before, saying that I have no acting skills."
"Most talented people are arrogant." Zhou Xingjian gave the original author a high evaluation. "The world view, conception and setting of this book are the only ones I have ever seen in my life. It is hard to imagine that this is a work that a human being could come up with."
Zhou Wan smiled. He rarely heard his father praise others.
"Changqiang, please help me make an appointment with the author later. I want to have a drink with him in the evening." Zhou Xingjian said.
Zhou Changqiang was very excited: "Okay, but I don't think the author will agree."
After all, talented people are proud and aloof.
The book signing session was scheduled to start at 8:30. It's already 8 o'clock, and there's still half an hour left.
"Add another thousand books. I think ten thousand books are not enough." Lin Zhiyin saw that the crowd outside was still increasing and there were already three queues.
Mixed feelings.
Because this means that Shen Xian's workload will be very heavy and he may not be able to finish it today.
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