Rhapsody of Entertainment Rebirth

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Shanhe started on-site autograph signing on time.

When the readers saw the arrival of Shanhe, they applauded one after another.

Shanhe still started by giving thanks. The book fans in the small square also cooperated very well, and the whole activity went on in an orderly manner.

Around three o'clock in the afternoon, reporters began to appear one after another, and they began to interview book fans who were waiting in line.

"Can I interview you?"

"Are you asking? We are in the same group and we can all talk!"

"Thank you. I see you have been waiting in line for a long time. When did you guys come?"

"We arrived late. We only received the news in the morning. We heard that Shanhe was signing books in the small square of the bookstore. We got in line after eleven o'clock. We thought we were out of luck, but we didn't expect that Shanhe had so many book fans. One more show was added at the last minute! What an unexpected surprise!”

"Are you all fans of Shanhe? You look like college students!"

"You guessed it right, we are both students at Beijing Normal University, living in the same dormitory. I can't say we are book fans, but we both like Shanhe's novels, but the new book is a bit too sad!"

"How do you feel after meeting Shanhe in person?"

"He is very nice, we all feel a little excited!" Several girls replied playfully.

"Oh, why do you think others are nice?"

Another girl rushed to answer: "You see he respects the readers very much. He took the initiative to join the show when there were many people. And we will be teachers in the future. We like his efforts in the Hope Project, and we have also signed up as teaching volunteers!"

"The length is not bad!" a girl next to him added.

"Haha~" The book lovers around laughed.

At this time, another reporter joined in, "Hello, I am a reporter from Southern City News. Don't you think Shanhe's behavior is suspected of being a show?"

The reporter's deliberately critical remarks aroused the attention of the surrounding book fans.

"What's wrong with the show? No matter if he is showing off or not, or sincere or not, he did it. Unlike you, who only makes random suspicions and is the king of strong talk!" An angry young man next to him interrupted.

The reporter was a little annoyed at being sprayed, "Our reporter's responsibility is to expose the truth and criticize falsehoods. Being a strong-mouthed person is a compliment here."

"I think you are just trying to stir up trouble and stir up trouble. You are a reporter from Southern City News, right? This is how your newspaper got its start, okay?" The angry young man has a strong fighting spirit.

The dispute between the two attracted the attention of the staff.

A staff member quickly came over to persuade him. Perhaps the reporter had smelled the news and refused to give up and said: "Does a brainwashed fool know what freedom of speech is?"

"Freedom of speech? Why do I feel like this is an excuse for slander? You said I was brainwashed, but I think you are the one who was brainwashed!" The angry young man became angry.

Qu Ling also noticed the commotion in front, walked over and said to the reporter: "This is a book signing site, please don't harass the readers!"

"I am conducting an interview, and I have the right to know. As Shanhe's agent, do you want to forcefully obstruct my interview?" The reporter started to stir up trouble.

Qu Ling frowned after hearing this. It was Nanfang Daily again, and he was looking for trouble in the mountains and rivers.

Qu Ling left the reporter who was still chattering away, told the staff not to let the matter cause conflicts, and returned to the edge of the mountain and river.

"Xiaohe, Southern City News is here to cause trouble again. What do they want to do?" Qu Ling whispered into Shanhe's ear.

Shanhe smiled, someone might be looking for him to be a target, it seems they have already started testing!

Shanhe had a premonition that there would be a public opinion war waiting for him, but he was not afraid. Seedlings cannot withstand damage when they are young, but trees must be exposed to wind and sun before they can become mature.

"Ignore him for now, let him talk, let him report, a few barking dogs can swallow the sky!"

The team slowly moved forward, and several normal university girls successfully obtained autographs, expressed their love for the novel in person, and left happily.

It was the angry young man's turn. Shanhe looked at the young man arguing for him and laughed.

"Thank you for your support. You don't have to waste your time on a few barks!" Shanhe said while signing.

"I just can't bear to see him stirring up trouble. He's just coming for you! You have to be careful, Shanhe!" This young man is still a sensible person.

Shanhe wrote on the page: "Heaven moves vigorously, and a gentleman strives for self-improvement."

After writing it, he handed it to the angry young man. The young man looked down, waved his fist excitedly, and turned away.

What an interesting young man!

Shanhe finally signed in at 4:30 in the afternoon, and his wrists began to shake before he completed the signing event.

Although there were still many readers who failed to do so, the staff repeatedly promised that such on-site autograph signings would continue from time to time, and the vast majority of book fans dispersed in understanding.

When Shanhe walked out of the bookstore, there were still a few book fans waiting at the door. Shanhe smiled helplessly and walked forward to fulfill their wishes.

"Thank you, Shanhe, we will always support you!"

"It's an honor to have your support, be careful when you go home, bye!"

After finishing the day's book signing, Shanhe returned home and threw himself on the sofa, too lazy to move. Xie Meiyu came over and slapped Shanhe on the butt, "I don't know how to change my shoes. You know how tiring mopping the floor is!"

Qu Ling pursed her lips and smiled, "Meiyu, Xiaohe is tired today, don't talk about him! Hurry up and cook some vegetables to comfort us!"

When Xie Meiyu heard that her son was really tired, she felt a little distressed. She touched Shanhe's hair and said, "Xiaohe, what do you want to eat tonight? Mom will cook it for you to reward you!"

"Mom, I want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs!" Qiu Chuxi on the side responded.

"I'll make you some stir-fried pork with whip. If you want, go and do your homework. You'll be there everywhere!" Xie Meiyu pointed at Qiu Chuxi and shouted.

"Sweet and sour pork ribs are fine, and stir-fried bacon with dried bamboo shoots!" Shanhe said while lying on the sofa.

Qiu Chuxi glanced at Xie Meiyu proudly, saw Xie Meiyu coming towards her with a slap in the face, and quickly retreated into her room.

During dinner, Qu Ling mentioned the reporter who was looking for trouble in the afternoon, "Xiaohe, what the hell is that Southern City News doing! No one should offend them, they are always against you!"

Yu Zhengchong also pricked up his ears when he heard it.

"They are just a group of sycophants with no self-confidence, and they may have some support behind them. There is nothing to be afraid of. As long as they are strong enough, they will immediately become the wallflowers!" Shanhe replied dismissively.

After hearing this, Yu Zhengchong warned Shan Hedao: "I know this newspaper has a pretty good influence. Since it is looking for trouble, it probably won't give up easily. The hotter it gets, the greater the benefits will be for them!"

"Master, I guess they have already regarded me as a target. Creating hot-button controversies can not only increase sales, but also suppress different ideologies and brainwash teenagers. They have very good ideas!" Shanhe said with a contemptuous smile. .

Qu Ling became serious after hearing this, "Should we find someone to take precautions?"

Yu Zheng came up with an idea and said: "Xiaoqu, you can find the National Youth Daily and tell them about the matter. There should be a solution over there."

Qu Ling thought for a while, "Mr. Yu, I'll go tomorrow, and I'll also find someone to communicate with at the Youth Foundation. In addition, I still have some connections here, so there's no problem in just talking!"