97-3. A bumper harvest

"I would like to ask this young classmate on the stage, what is your relationship with Siyue culture and Miss Su Wan! Also, how did you discover paper problems? Are you also a cartoonist?"

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The Siyue people on the stage were not attentive to pay attention to the reporters below. Rogo, who separated Chen Songzhi and Su Wan, still stared at Yang Yi with a bright look. The fat on his body was shaking like milk skin, obviously very excited.

Chen Songzhi next to him was originally planning to show his old face and keep the little girl's reputation. Unexpectedly, Yang Yi solved the problem by himself in the turn of things, and pretended to look at the lazy and smiling boy: "You kid, you call me if you have a trick. You really think that my old bones will not fall apart!"

But my mouth, which was wrinkled like a chrysanthemum, betrayed the old man's mood completely.

Assistant Zhang next to him leaned over, his face turned red, and even his tone of speaking became a little lighter: "Boss, what should I do now? This scene and atmosphere are just a good opportunity for promotion!"

Usually, this assistant called "boss, bosses" only when he called him "boss, bosses". For Yang Yi, there were also people calling him brothers privately, and when Siyue followed him to call Mr. Yang, but this was the first time that the boss blurted out like now.

"Well, take advantage of this momentum and follow the plan!" Yang Yi also clenched his fists, but he seemed a little more calm than others: "Also, let's deal with that Gao Dexi first. Today's matter is not over!"

And in a club not far away, the sound of tea cups smashing hard on the TV screen sounded, followed by flashing electric sparks and curling blue smoke.

...

The two police officers there were still amazed. Wang Gang looked at the warm atmosphere in the audience and couldn't help but tease Qu Yang: "How is it, what do you think of losing to a child today?"

Qu Yang was so embarrassed that his ears turned red, and he shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it!"

"Okay, it's not your fault." Wang Gang clapped his hands and stood up: "You are used to the appraisal and analysis work, and document appraisals start with writing materials. Who would like to get a pile of papers? The problem lies on those few pages! Let's go, I guess they won't let Gao Dexi go. Now it's time for us to do our job."

Qu Yang was stunned and said, "Even if this is the case, this little guy's level of inducing gifts is still excellent, and he didn't leave anyone with any chance to make excuses!"

"Old Wang, I'll leave this person to you. Also, leave a few people to help control the scene. At first, there were many bastards who followed suit and created chaos. I'm afraid they would have something to do!" Rogo met Wang Gang, his fat face was full of pleats, and he could compete with Sharpie Dog.

"I didn't help you just now, it's all my brother's fault." Wang Gang held Rogo's hand ashamed: "Leave the rest to me, keep it so that your event will come to an end smoothly!"

...

Wang Gang took away the lost Gao Dexi. The middle-aged farmer man still looked regretful. I don’t know if he regretted his dealings with others or his inadequate work.

The book fair activity of Siyue finally started again.

"Everyone just saw that some villains with ulterior motives tried to slander Miss Su Wan by creating perjury and pour dirty water on our Siyue culture, but now the truth is revealed! Regarding the follow-up questions, Siyue will give you an obvious explanation, and some criminals will definitely follow them to the end!" Rogo stood in the middle of the rostrum and said with a loud voice: "But, after all, our theme today is still a book fair and a sales signing meeting, so please don't be obsessed with the little accidents just now! Okay, now we will continue the question-and-answer session that was interrupted just now!"

Rogo said that, but except for those who were particularly close friends, the reporters at the scene were too lazy to buy his account even if they were said hello. After hearing the questioning session started again, they all stood up as if they were thrust into blood.

"Where did the gentleman who just spoke go?"

"What is the relationship between that classmate and Siyue Culture and Miss Su Wan?"

Taking advantage of the chaos, Yang Yi, who was walking away from the special fast passage, heard the reporter's question again before he could even jump up and scold his mother - call me classmate, Miss Su Wan? What's your abilities!

Assistant Zhang, who was accompanying him, said, "You don't have to accompany me, I will go back and read it myself! You should hurry back and stare now. Whoever called me a classmate just now is allowed to answer his questions today."

Assistant Zhang looked at Yang Yi sympathetically, nodded with a smile in understanding, turned around and returned to the venue, leaving behind a "little classmate" who gritted his teeth, and was depressed while walking.

...

No matter how reluctant the reporters present were or how they protested the way they kept hiding and hiding, the activity was still not based on their will. After the questioning session, the trial reading of the new book officially began.

"The next activity is the trial reading of our new book!" The sweet-sounding emcee also received considerable training today and became more and more in a state: "In order to give back to readers' love, Siyue Culture has specially launched a five cultural feast on the occasion of the New Year!"

"The first book, the second volume of "What Things in the Song Dynasty" that readers have been looking forward to!"

Just after I finished the title of the book, the crowd that had calmed down for less than half a minute and started to stir up a small wave again - the advertisement on TV was almost a month old, but it was just that there were five new books, and no one knew the name. Who expected that the first one was the "Song Dynasty" that people had been looking forward to for half a year?

Immediately, a loyal reader of "Song Dynasty" surged forward, and couldn't wait to grab a trial reading place. Looking from the rostrum, it was like throwing a handful of bait in a koi pond, churning in colorful colors.

Fortunately, when Wang Gang left, he left enough manpower, and a large number of people's police stations maintained order on such occasions, which was barely enough.

"Hey hey! Xiao Li, you guy, what do you want to do?" A police officer who was leading the team in the square turned around accidentally, but saw a Xiao Qingpi who had just entered the police force secretly snatching out his wallet and whispering to the Siyue employee who was carrying a work permit next to him: "Hey, buddy, I'll book two first, I'll get you later!"

"Don't you go over and maintain order!" The old policeman almost pulled his horse's face into a black snake, long and black.

"Boss, my old man...you know."

Seeing the young man with a bitter face and being reluctant to take back the money, the old policeman glared at him, passed by him without saying a word, stuffing two ten yuan bills over: "Three books, please help your sister-in-law bring one."

He almost spurted blood, and the little policeman stood at attention: "Please ensure that the task is completed."

Seeing that everyone's enthusiasm was mobilized, the emcee stepped forward again: "The second book, "Shennong Code"..."

This time it was a bit cold, and some readers who were anxious to buy "Song Dynasty" couldn't help but shout below: "Go quickly, go quickly, we want to try reading "Song Dynasty"!"

The emcee was not interrupted at all unhappy, but instead smiled: "The Secret Code of Shennong, author, read history with joy!"

Wow!

The crowd who was just shouting that they wanted to pass by instantly became wonderful. Isn’t this the one who wrote “The Song Dynasty”?

"No, another one? It's so cool!"

"Who is this Yueer History Reading!"

"The title of this book sounds extraordinary!" Such an idealistic sentence was rare to refute.

The emcee on the stage did not leave any reminiscent of time, and smiled sweetly at the audience: "The third book, "Ghost Blows Out the Light", author, read history happily."

The huge square fell silent at this moment, which was completely inconsistent with the rising of the atmosphere in the emcee's imagination again.

This situation stunned her, so she reported it to the side: "Ghost Blows Out the Light", the author, read history happily!"

It was still strangely quiet, but if you look closely, you can see that in the square now, no matter whether you know people around you, they stared at each other in a daze, with a gaze of doubt: "Hey, have you heard it clearly? Is it the one who reads history with joy again?"

Their greeting was without exception, all of them were the mechanical tone of swallowing saliva: "It's this person."

And the reporters in the audience were somewhat stunned by the cultural circle - what is the speed? It is not surprising that one book every half a year is a good book, but one bestseller like "The Song Dynasty" half a year is speechless. If the other two books are half as high as "The Song Dynasty", then this is so happy to read history...

At this time, those sitting in front of the TV were not only ordinary audiences and readers of Siyue Culture. After receiving the news, many editors and presidents of publishing houses stared at the rosy lips of the emcee on the screen, for fear of hearing the name Yueyu Reading History again.

It was clearly a crisp sound like a yellow oriole singing in the valley, but it was just a light spitting out of embroidered mouth, which was a storm of the west wind of the desert.

"This time, it's really a wolf here!"

...

"The fourth book..."

"Read history with joy! Read history with joy! Read history with joy..." A cultural event was turned into a special show like a popular singer, which made Rogo and his subordinates on the stage laugh at each other, and a low burst of laughter flashed across the square.

"The second volume of "Cloud Desert. Nine Provinces Floating"! Author, Su Wan!"

Another low but not disappointed sigh swept across the square. Finally, it was not the guy who reads history. However, Su Wan's appearance made the other half of the readers excited.

After hearing Su Wan's name, some college students in Yuezhou seemed to vent the grievances that the girl had suffered just now. The cheers that burst out were even more than before, and for a moment, the crowds were rushing.

"The last book, "Yunhuang.Mo. Yanshi", author, Su Wan!"

"Did you hear it? It's Wanwan's new book! It's great, great! I must buy it! I love it so much!" Lin Momo squeezed into the crowd, holding his face with his friends around him and shouting. His originally charming little face was twisted into the shape of steamed lobsters.

The atmosphere of the entire square finally reached its climax. The thunderous cheers and applause alarmed a group of birds who had long been accustomed to the sound of the city, circling in the square and never dispersed for a long time.
Chapter completed!