The organizer's shrewdness made Xia Che's lips twitch uncontrollably.
But one has to acknowledge the other party's intelligence.
Selling all the autographed items will inevitably cause dissatisfaction among fans. If it blows up, it might even affect the image of the fish that died of thirst and bring some negative public opinion.
But what about now?
Another free book signing event was held, giving those who missed out on buying the new book and getting a signed copy a chance to receive a signed copy from the author.
If they charge a fee, the organizers will still be heavily criticized, accused of being desperate to make money.
But it's free.
free!
Now, who would still think the organizers are unscrupulous?
On the contrary, I think they are the ones with a good conscience.
To put it another way, if there is no way out, then everyone is a brave man.
But what if there's a way out?
These fans, who were originally dissatisfied, will definitely not cause any more trouble. Instead, they will obediently attend the next autograph session. They will not be unhappy at all; on the contrary, they will feel that they are lucky.
The organizers made money and won over the hearts of the people, killing two birds with one stone.
No……
Taking other factors into account.
It's a win-win situation.
"I don't believe for a second that this autograph session wasn't pre-arranged; it's all just a marketing ploy. Sigh... the buyers are definitely not as shrewd as the sellers."
Xia Che shook his head, but luckily he was fortunate.
At this moment, there were no more people in line in front of Xia Che.
In other words, one of the last autographed copies left at each booth belongs to Xia Che.
"Phew... I'm so lucky! Wow, this is the last one. If I had come any later, I would have missed it!"
Xia Che was very satisfied with his luck.
He couldn't care how unscrupulous the organizers were; as he said before, he wasn't a fan of The Thirsty Fish, and hadn't even read the book.
"Hello, could I have one?"
Xia Che rubbed his hands together and looked at the author in front of him with a smile.
As Xia Che got closer, he suddenly noticed that, perhaps because the other person was wearing all black clothes, their skin appeared even whiter than his own from a distance.
The mask couldn't cover her entire face, revealing a pair of seemingly expressive eyes, with a hint of emotion within them.
These are eyes that can speak.
Those who own it, regardless of gender, are exceptionally good-looking.
Xia Che's heart skipped a beat; these eyes didn't seem like something a typical otaku would have.
It seems this author is quite remarkable.
The other person nodded without looking up, picked up the last new book beside them, and then began to sign it.
"Hey bro, can you give me this chance? I'll pay double, okay?"
A fawning voice interrupted Xia Che's thoughts. Turning his head, he saw a fat man wearing a pink cartoon T-shirt rubbing his hands together and smiling obsequiously. His fat face was squeezed together, and his already small eyes looked like mung beans.
"……no."
Xia Che pursed his lips, and it took him a long time to swallow back the phrase "the standard look of an otaku".
To be honest, after surfing the internet for so many years, this was the first time he had ever seen such a standard-looking face in person.
Xia Che uniformly regarded those he had seen online before as warriors who were willing to make a fool of themselves to collect all the Cullinan fragments.
And it really exists!
"But, brother..."
The other party was still unwilling to give up and wanted to say something more. He looked up at Xia Che, but suddenly froze.
Xia Che's style may not appeal to girls, but it is certainly intimidating to men.
His golden hair covered one eye, and his tall stature, thin face, and slightly downturned lips all revealed that Xia Che was not someone to be trifled with.
At this moment, perhaps annoyed by this person's harassment, a hint of impatience appeared in Xia Che's exposed eye.
In the eyes of the otaku, Xia Che seemed to have a ghost or god appearing behind him at this moment, his whole body shrouded in a layer of purplish-black mist, his temperament violent and angry.
I said, no.
Xia Che said calmly.
Based on Xia Che's understanding of otaku, this group wouldn't give up so easily. Just when he thought the other party would continue to harass him, he saw the otaku suddenly let out a whimper that sounded inhuman, then turn and run away, shouting in a trembling voice as he ran, "I...I'm sorry! I was wrong! Don't kill me..."
This...this guy's a thug!
Moreover, he's the kind of big brother figure.
They're not to be trifled with, absolutely not to be trifled with.
If I were to say another word, I'd probably get dragged to the toilet and have my head stomped on!
The nerdy guy clutched his head and frantically tried to escape outside, tears welling up in his eyes.
The kind of person he fears most is a hoodlum like Xia Che.
The commotion couldn't be kept secret from those around them. Those who had wanted to go up to Xia Che and say a few nice words to see if they could get the chance to sign his autograph immediately shrank back and didn't dare to utter a sound.
Most people who enjoy reading romance novels are either otaku or ordinary people, and the majority are students.
How many people in this group would dare to mess with thugs?
Not to mention Xia Che's gangster-like behavior.
"...Is it really that bad?"
Xia Che was speechless as he watched the surroundings suddenly clear out, leaving behind a mixture of shock and fear in the eyes of the people.
Is my appearance really that scary?
No way...
Xia Che thought he was actually quite gentle.
"Go pay for your book over there."
Suddenly, a faint, cool voice rang out. Xia Che touched his nose. Although the process was somewhat frustrating, as long as he could buy it, that was fine. He immediately nodded to the author and smiled, "Thank you."
While signing the book, the other person heard some noises around them and happened to look over curiously. After seeing Xia Che's appearance clearly, the hand that was handing over the book froze in mid-air.
Her eyes widened in disbelief, staring intently at Xia Che, as if they were about to pop out at any moment.
Xia Che?!
How could it be him?
Why would he come to read my book?!
"What's wrong?"
Xia Che tried to take the new book, but when he applied a little force, he found that the other side was still being held tightly. He couldn't help but feel a little strange. "Aren't we supposed to pay over there? Or... do we pay here?"
"Pfft! Cough cough cough..."
Upon hearing this, the author coughed violently, and his fair skin, exposed outside the mask, turned slightly red with excitement.
After coughing for a while, he carefully observed Xia Che's expression and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that the other party had not recognized him.
"No...no need, you can pay there."
The author waved his hand, lowered his head, and avoided Xia Che's curious gaze.
"oh."
Xia Che took the new book, glanced at it curiously for a few moments, but then turned and walked towards the payment booth.
Why is this person acting so strangely?
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