The excitement of the book signing event continued into the evening.
When Lin Que returned to his studio from home,
I feel like my whole body is about to fall apart.
He ripped off the tie he'd found in his dad's closet.
Then he collapsed onto the bed in a "T" shape.
I spent the whole day accompanying my parents, dealing with compliments from all sorts of uncles and aunts.
It takes more energy than writing tens of thousands of words of updates.
Especially Lin Jianguo, holding that camera,
The camera shutter kept clicking the whole time.
They recorded his "glorious image" from every angle.
They said they wanted to wash it and hang it in the most conspicuous place in the living room.
Lin Que couldn't help but shudder at the thought of that scene.
However, seeing the genuine pride in the two elders,
He felt that winning the "Best Actor" award was well worth it.
After resting for more than ten minutes, he slowly got up and turned on his computer.
Jian Shen's email inbox has already received notifications of new emails.
Sender: Xu Lan.
[Professor Mikasa! Great victory! Great victory!!!]
A series of exclamation marks almost jumped off the screen.
Lin Que opened the email.
Xu Lan's excited, somewhat incoherent words came rushing in.
Teacher, you'd never guess! The standalone volume of *The Miracles of the Namiya General Store*...
Less than twelve hours after pre-sales began, online sales figures showed that over one million copies had already been sold!
The phone at Bailu Publishing House has been ringing off the hook; all three printing plants have their production lines running again.
Working around the clock, he said he'd never seen anything like it in his 30 years in the industry!
Also, you must have seen the news about today's autograph session!
That student representative named Lin Que is simply amazing!
His analogy of "doctor and nurse" left that deliberately nitpicking reporter speechless, and it's now being circulated all over the internet!
Editor-in-Chief Wang said, "This child is simply a heavenly soldier you sent! He easily thwarted the villains' plot!"
...
At the end of the email, Xu Lan also attached a short video of the editorial team celebrating with champagne.
Lin Que leaned back in his chair, looking at the text on the screen with a blank expression.
One million copies, as expected.
As for that high school student who suddenly appeared out of nowhere...
He chuckled softly and began typing on the keyboard.
[Hello, Editor Xu.]
Sales figures are just numbers; what matters more than the numbers themselves is providing a moment's respite for a million weary hearts.
I've heard about what happened at the book signing event.
That boy named Lin Que is very interesting.
His metaphor transforms sharpness and gentleness from opposition to symbiosis.
The purpose of tearing open a wound is to allow it to be stitched up more effectively—a principle many adults fail to grasp.
He's a very bright child, and I have high hopes for his future.
【Thanks for your hard work. 】
Click send.
Lin Que picked up the coffee on the table and took a small sip.
Using his status as a respected figure, he earnestly praised himself.
That feeling is indeed...
He closed his email and skillfully opened a local literary forum in Jiangcheng.
As expected, the most popular posts all had titles related to the autograph session during the day.
[A stunning reversal! At the book signing event for "Miracles of the Namiya General Store," student representatives engaged in a heated debate, with their "medical-nurse couple" theory igniting the entire audience!]
[Let's talk about that high school student guy! His values are as upright as his looks! I love him!]
[Hey upstairs, stop swooning! She's still just a kid!]
He clicked on the third post with great interest; it already had hundreds of replies.
[From a purely rational perspective, does that high school student's answer mean that the literary status of "Insightful" and "Dream Weaver of Hell" has been definitively established?]
[The original poster is overthinking it. Lin Que was just being polite, giving the organizers a way out.]
[Bullshit! I think he's more inclined to support the dream weaver. He said dream weavers are warriors, people who tear open wounds—that's such high praise!]
[The person upstairs should stop fantasizing. The last sentence said that those with profound insight are saints. Don't they understand that saints are several levels above warriors!]
I think you've all missed the point. Isn't the main point that doctors and nurses both work in hospitals?
[Holy crap! You've given me a whole new perspective! So, besides doctors and nurses, what else is in a hospital?]
[There were also the director, security guards, cleaning ladies... and the morgue manager.]
[...]
[Can you guys stop going off-topic?! I just have one question: if the dream architect is that doctor,]
What if he's a quack doctor with poor skills and accidentally stabs someone to death?
...
Lin Que saw this comment and his finger hovered over the mouse.
"The quack doctor... his skills are terrible, he stabbed the person to death with one stroke..."
He read the words aloud, a slow smile spreading across his face.
During the daytime book signing event,
Those reporters, readers, and even Shen Qingqiu,
The relieved and relieved expressions on everyone's faces flashed through his mind.
"Doctors and nurses? Warriors and saints?"
Lin Que leaned back in his chair and let out a soft chuckle.
"Too harmonious, too boring."
"Games are only fun when you keep flipping the table."
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