After Xiang Wan got back together, Yu Zhou thought a lot.
She understood the principles, otherwise how could she have taught Xiang Wan before? But many times, understanding is one thing, doing is another, it is one thing for others and another thing for oneself.
At the end of May and the beginning of June, the weather started to get hotter, and I could smell the prelude of last summer again.
Yu Zhou updated several chapters of "Help Me Pat" one after another, but it felt a little raw. A reader tactfully advised her: "Shiba Inu, don't be in a hurry. Why don't we stop for a while and take it slow? We can wait."
The readers’ consideration and tenderness made her a little sad.
Her phone vibrated as she received a message from her editor, reminding her to open for business.
She vaguely remembered that it was the day when the physical book of "Shrine" was released.
In fact, she was not very excited. When she just signed the contract, she went through all the joy that the process might bring in her mind. The cover had been selected for a while, and the sample book had also been received. However, she was in a bad mood at the time. She flipped through the pages roughly, smelled the scent of ink on the pages, and then saw the two words "Shen Bai" inside.
Shen Bai appeared too many times and gradually became Su Chang.
By the time she went online, the physical book’s Weibo post had been forwarded thousands of times.
She was a little dazed and a little surprised that so many readers were waiting for the arrival of the physical book. It seemed that for them, it was something worth being happy about.
They were saying "finally", as if they had been waiting for Shen Bai and Qiao Qiao for a very long time.
Yu Zhou suddenly felt emotional about this wait. She seemed to understand a little bit what Xiang Wan said. There may be many means as a medium to introduce previously unknown readers to this story, but for an author, the end of the matter and the most romantic place is always the encounter between readers and Shen Bai and Qiao Qiao.
I forwarded the Weibo post and received a message from Peng Qianzhi.
Ask her out for dinner.
Peng Xizhi seldom asked her out alone, so Yu Zhou was a little surprised, but Peng Xizhi quickly said that Xiang Wan was also there.
So she packed up and went out, and the three of them met near the shopping mall and sat down to have a new-style Sichuan meal.
After chatting for a while, Peng Zhizhi said, let’s go shopping in the shopping mall.
I took the escalator and strolled around until I reached the fourth floor, where I saw the CITIC Bookstore. On one side was a reading area, and on the other side was a coffee shop for chatting.
Peng Xizhi said, "Let's go in and see if there is any book of yours."
"It's impossible to distribute the goods so quickly." Yu Zhou was pulled in unwillingly.
Sure enough, after walking around, he found that "Shrine" was indeed not there. Yu Zhou was mentally prepared, but when he looked at the rows of bookshelves, he still had a vague expectation in his heart.
They sat down in the chat area and ordered a few cups of coffee. Peng Xizhi curled her lips and said, "What a shame. I thought I could see it today."
"Tell me," she propped up her head and nodded towards the reading area, "I've never been an author. Tell me, if an author sees someone sitting there holding his or her book, how would he or she feel? Nervous? Excited? Stealing glances at them? Or would he or she be so moved that he or she would cry?"
She thought to herself that if she were to look at the reader's expression face to face while reading, she would probably feel both nervous and proud.
Well... of course, there is also the possibility of being considered a pervert.