Peng Wenshu sighed.
The staff member behind him suddenly brightened up and looked at Song Wenlan attentively: "You are also a novel author, so do you know Mr. Zaosi?"
Everyone says that Zaosi is from Blue Star. The authors on Blue Star should know each other, right?
Looking at the shining eyes of the staff in front of him, Song Wenlan reacted quickly.
This person should be her reader?
This look was exactly the same as the way those readers looked at her at the book signing event.
However, before Song Wenlan could speak, Peng Wenshu beside him said, "Zao Si? Little girl, I remember your author name is this."
Oh no!
Song Wenlan immediately looked at the staff member. As expected, when Peng Wenshu's voice fell, the staff member first showed an expression of disbelief, and then a light like a flash that made people close their eyes.
The following time was completely devoted to that staff member's flattery. His behavior directly embarrassed Song Wenlan, the curator, and Peng Wenshu.
Song Wenlan felt ashamed when someone praised him wildly in front of him.
The curator felt ashamed of having such a subordinate.
As for Peng Wenshu, his only thought was that he would not have said anything more if he had known this earlier.
Because of this little incident, the three people didn't sit down for long and left soon.
After they left, Song Wenlan was shocked and got up to find the old housekeeper.
"Old housekeeper, please help me make a transparent cabinet. I want to display my certificates in the cabinet."
The old butler appeared out of nowhere and faithfully carried out Song Wenlan's orders.
"Okay master, I'm checking for you."
When a person is satisfied financially, being recognized by others becomes the most important thing.
Song Wenlan looked at the certificate that was sent to him and felt full of motivation.
What are you waiting for? Of course, keep writing.
Song Wenlan reviewed the plot. Last time she had updated it to the part where Qian Yu'an's stall was sought after by other monks.
[After many people knew that Qian Yu'an was a disciple of Xianqing Sect, they went to the disciples of Xianqing Sect to inquire about the news.
Whenever people came to ask, the proud disciples of Xianqing Sect, headed by Shi Yuxuan, would always say with pride: "Yes, that is indeed our junior sister. The learning and comprehension abilities of the junior sister have always been stronger than those of ordinary cultivators."
“Although he is not the best among the younger generation, he is still considered an all-rounder and has not brought shame to our Xianqing Sect.”
The monk who came to ask: "Ah, yes, yes, we are just ordinary monks, right? If we are not all-rounders, we will bring shame to the sect, right?"
There were also cultivators who secretly mocked the Xianqing Sect, saying that the famous Xianqing Sect had now fallen into such a state that it even needed its disciples to set up stalls to survive.
Shi Yuxuan's face changed immediately, and he said coldly: "Junior Sister Qian just wants to give the sect's resources to other disciples. What's wrong with her being self-reliant? Unlike some people, who occupy most of the sect's resources but don't contribute much."
As soon as these words were spoken, the disciple's face turned pale.
The next day, Qian Yu'an discovered that he had become the most favorite disciple template of all the sects.
After all, who wouldn’t like a disciple who doesn’t take up the sect’s resources but can make the sect famous?
Qian Yu’an was confused: “??? What happened?”
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