These words were uttered by a writer at the level of conferred gods, even if they were polite words, it was enough to make people happy, not to mention that Mr. Yingjun's voice was gentle and he said it with extra sincerity.
Kang Xingluo's surprise was even higher. Not only was he happy, but his affection for Mr. Yingjun became stronger and stronger.
"I've read the book about your cohabitation many times, and the one about evolution. It's very interesting and inspired me a lot."
Mr. Yingjun replied: "I won the prize, it's all my personal experience, I just wrote it down."
No matter how graceful you are, Mr. Yingjun is still so humble...
Kang Xingluo almost handed over the box of rice balls in his hand, but he just got excited and blurted out. "Why was the ending of your last book about travelers a tragedy?"
Mr. Yingjun said: "The travel book, ah, it's like this..."
Although he was chatting with himself, who he had never met before, Mr. Yingjun was not bothered. The two of them chatted very smoothly after asking and answering questions through the thick security door.
Kang Xingluo asked all the questions that he had kept in his heart, and Mr. Yingjun answered patiently. As he was talking, Kang Xingluo was pushed by Li Hongming, only to realize that he had been pestering Yingjun unknowingly. Mr. chatted for a full twenty minutes.
Twenty minutes, he's crazy!
Kang Xingluo suddenly woke up, very embarrassed. "I'm sorry I'm sorry! I'm a little excited, there's no end to it..."
Mr. Yingjun didn't sound angry at all, he soothed: "No, it's really fun chatting with you."
Kang Xingluo's happy face turned red.
Li Hongming, who couldn't speak, waited for them to talk back and forth at the door. He didn't know when he had been sitting on the ground for a while watching, and playing with his mobile phone for a while.
Kang Xingluo gave him a hand and said to Mr. Yingjun, "Then we won't disturb you. Keep the rice balls in the refrigerator, and use the best microwave to warm them up before eating."
Li Hongming had been waiting to retreat for a long time, and whispered with a smile: "Luozi, are you willing to leave?"
Kang Xing glared at him. "I beat you."
The two just said a word, but before they left, the person inside the door hurriedly said, "Wait a minute."
"What's wrong?"
Mr. Handsome lowered his voice and seemed a little shy. "I will be at the X library tomorrow, there is a signing party, will you come?"
Kang Xingluo had heard about the signing event, and he was originally interested, but now the writer took the initiative to mention it. How could Kang Xingluo not go, he said full of emotion: "Go, I will definitely go."
Mr. Yingjun said: "Okay, great... Just wait for me, I'll get a ticket for you."
Kang Xingluo was overjoyed, the fans were lingering in their minds, and they didn't feel that something was wrong, but Li Hongming was different. He stared at the door in surprise, feeling that something was wrong.
It's normal to have a casual invitation after chatting a few words, but isn't it a bit deliberate to go to get a ticket
Why did he look at it as if he was afraid that Luo Zai would not go
Isn't this a gift of oneself, so that Luo Zai won't go
It took no time to get the tickets, and Mr. Yingjun returned shortly after. He handed out two receipts through the small window and explained: "The blue gate allows everyone to buy a ticket to enter, and the orange one is for me. Tickets, the second round of close-up discussions after the signing, we can talk more if you come."
Infield tickets!
Even if it doesn't need to be said, Kang Xingluo can feel the value of this ticket.
He had seen on the Internet before that only 20 copies were sold in a city with a population of tens of millions, and countless fans were crying and begging.
Talking about life at zero distance with the Great God, the amount is only 20. Many people want to spend money and have nowhere to spend it. If this ticket is put on the Internet, the asking price of hundreds of thousands is estimated to be crowded.
Mr. Handsome gave him one like this
Kang Xingluo was not only delighted, but also flattered. He nodded eagerly, "Okay! Good! I will definitely go."
Mr. Handsome seemed very happy, he took the blue ticket back and wrote something with his pen.
Li Hongming felt that something was wrong. The next moment, Mr. Yingjun said shyly: "This is my contact information. I hope you can contact me. If you have any troubles, you can talk to me. Of course, you can also come to me if you don't have troubles... I'll wait. you."
This doesn't sound like what a stranger who meets for the first time should say, but it's more than that. When Kang Xingluo went to get the ticket, Mr. Yingjun held Kang Xingluo's hand through the small window.
Hold for five seconds.
One, two, three, four, five.
Five counts for so long! !
Kang Xingluo happily accepted it, not feeling anything wrong at all, and bowed happily at the door before leaving.
Li Hongming left with him in a daze. He stopped far outside and said quietly, "I'm waiting for you???"
Kang Xingluo was happy and asked strangely, "What's wrong?"
Li Hongming wanted to learn the tone of Mr. Yingjun's speech to help Kang Xingluo recall the scene just now, but unfortunately he was too different from Mr. Yingjun, and he couldn't learn the taste of others.
Li Hongming sighed, "Luozi! It's not right, it's definitely not right, that handsome gentleman must know that you are a mysterious man and deliberately gave you tickets."
Kang Xingluo frowned, "Why?"
Why Li Hongming didn't know before, but after watching Mr. Yingjun's attitude in person, Li Hongming was sure. "He must be looking at you!"
Knowing that Xingluo cat food is doing well, and then called over to see me, I found that I have good looks, good personality, and similar interests, so I decided to start soaking on the spot!
He is familiar with this way!
Li Hongming was very emotional, "I'm here just after talking about the peach blossoms, and my mouth is definitely open."
The author has something to say: I am very sorry that the copywriter asked for leave yesterday.
The last two days have been really bad, and the more anxious I get, the more I write. 【Hold your head】