Yang Lianfeng didn't feel the slightest bit embarrassed. He wiped his head with sparse hair and looked forward to it.
"Who didn't have a martial arts dream when they were young? I think back then...forget it, there's no time..."
He pointed at the classmates in the class and said, "Remember what I said!"
Then he greased his soles and ran away.
The classmates in the class burst into laughter, perhaps because they had established a revolutionary brotherhood with the old class, but no one dared to speak loudly.
Luo Chen turned his head and looked complacent and proud, "Look, Qingqing, do you know how popular Feng Ci's books are?"
Qiao Qing: "..."
Thank you for complimenting me.
By 13:30, everyone fell silent.
However, not long after, the surroundings became noisy again.
"Fuck! It's stuck again! I knew it would be stuck!"
"Damn it! I was kicked off the page again!"
"Is the number of people online so strong? There is no hope this time!"
"The payment system can't be stronger, it will collapse every time!"
"Can't the official sales be unlimited?! Why are you short of paper?! I'm so angry!"
Luo Chen turned his head with a look of bitterness and hatred, "Qingqing, how is your internet speed over there? Can you help me grab it?"
Qiao Qing looked up at him and said, "Forgot."
Luo Chen: "..."
Seeing Qiao Qing slowly taking out her cell phone, he had a look of despair on his face.
"Forget it, just read your book. I can't place an order even if I'm standing guard inside. You probably won't be able to get in at this time."
Finally, someone threw the phone away and said, "Forget it, I'll buy Qiao Nian's!"
"I'll buy it too! There aren't many signed versions. Can I have my name on the non-signed version?"
Many people put their hopes on Qiao Nian.
Qiao Nian said: "I told my aunt that it shouldn't matter if there are more non-signed versions."
"I can rest assured that."
"Nian Nian, you are my goddess!"
…
Listening to these words, Qiao Nian felt light and airy all over.
Thinking of Qin Yongmei's explanation, he glanced at Luo Chen again.
Let’s see if he can still keep his composure when he can’t grab it.
The rush for books lasted until school was over.
After Qiao Qing returned home, she came to the study as usual.
When he passed the half box of books left by Sun Jing, he paused.
He bent down and picked up a pile, heading towards the desk.
The next day, as soon as Qiao Qing arrived in the classroom, she was pulled by Luo Chen to complain.
"Qingqing, I didn't get it! Last time I got a non-signed copy, but this time I didn't even get it, and it was sold out again!"
His brother in the front row had an "I knew it" look on his face.
"I told you that it's hard to grab. The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. But don't cry in despair. There are not many in our class who can grab. Instead of squeezing out scalps there, it is better to go to Qiao Nian's place. Let’s get in line.”
Qiao Qing suddenly remembered that she had forgotten to bring the new books she signed last night.
So he said, "It's okay. I'll bring you some signed copies next week."
Luo Chen: "..."
After looking at Qiao Qing for a long time, Luo Chen said:
"Qingqing, please don't make fun of me. I said I won't betray you, so I won't betray you! If I don't get it this time, there will be another time. In short, I will not give in to White Lotus. !”
Qiao Qing: "..."
There will be no next time, dog.
The weekend passed, and in a blink of an eye, it was Monday.
This morning, as soon as Qiao Nian arrived at class, she was surrounded by a group of classmates.
"Nian Nian, how many signed copies are there?"
"I'll pay a hundred times the price. Sell me the signed version."
"I don't ask for much. If you can sell me a non-signed copy, I'll be satisfied."
Jiang Yi also walked over and looked at Qiao Nian with gentle eyes, "I also want to buy a signed copy, is that okay?"
Although his tone was questioning, it was clear that he was determined to win, as if he was sure that Qiao Nian would open the back door for him.
(End of chapter)