This director is so innocent.

Seeing the excited reaction from the young readers, Yuan Kang, the manager of Wangfujing Bookstore, clenched his fist slightly, waved his arm vigorously, and his face was full of joy.

The 300,000 yuan was well spent!

It seems that the 20,000 books in the warehouse are probably not enough.

Thinking of this, he took out his phone and dialed the supplier's number, asking them to send another 20,000 copies.

Generally speaking, people in Su, Han, and Guo's position charge for book signing events; they don't go for free.

Just like a singer holding a concert.

Just then, Su Jin, with a smile on her face, picked up the microphone and said, "I'm sorry, I have a bad stomach and can't live off a woman."

"Hahahaha..." The whole audience burst into laughter.

This little joke was like a spring breeze, making the atmosphere more relaxed and pleasant.

Su Jin raised his hand and pressed down, waiting for the little leeks to quiet down before continuing, "I'm sure many of you are wondering why I'm making this change."

At this point, Su Jin paused for a moment, looking around as if observing everyone's reactions.

Then, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile, and continued, "Actually, the reason is very simple. You have all grown up, and so have I. We both need to be exposed to and read more different types of books to broaden our horizons and thinking."

"The book 'The Longest Day in Chang'an' took me half a year to complete, after consulting countless materials. This is also my gift to you, and I hope you will like it."

These words deeply moved the young investors in the audience, with some of the more sentimental ones even shedding tears on the spot.

I'm asking you, whose idol cares so much about the growth of their fans and even writes books for them?

Buy it, I have to buy it.

Highly recommended, a must-recommend.

After chatting about some interesting anecdotes from the creative process and answering some questions from fans, the book signing officially began.

Su Jin sat down behind a long table covered with red silk, picked up a bottle of mineral water from the table, took a sip to moisten her throat, and then put on a smiling face, waiting for the first little leek to come up on stage.

This feels a lot like the hostesses at a club.

The first "little leek" (a term of endearment for young investors) came up on stage. She was a little girl with a youthful face that revealed her immaturity; she looked like she was still a junior high school student.

The little girl was so excited that she became incoherent and could barely speak.

"Don't be nervous, give me the book, I'll sign it for you." Su Jin's voice was particularly gentle, as warm as a spring breeze, carrying a reassuring power.

Hearing this, the little girl's tension eased slightly, and she handed the book in her hand to Su Jin.

"What's your name? As your first fan, I can give you a signed copy."

"Really?" The little girl was very surprised. She had been to several book signings like this before, but this was the first time she had received an autograph from the author.

"certainly."

"My name is Cao Ying, Ying as in baby."

"The name is very nice." Su Jin opened the book to the title page and wrote: "To Cao Ying: You must work hard in secret, quietly excel, and then amaze everyone — Su Jin."

The line of writing is very beautiful, with elegant and powerful strokes, vigorous and graceful.

Although he wasn't good at studying, his handwriting was excellent. There was no way around it; he was forced to develop it from a young age.

How was it forced out?

It was forced out of us by Seven Wolves.

"Thank you for liking my novel." Su Jin closed the book and returned it to little sister Cao Ying.

Cao Ying happily carried the book off the stage.

The second and third people were given "to-sign" stamps, but there were none after that, because there wasn't enough time.

There was supposed to be another step, the hand-covering greeting.

This is a tradition from Korea, where celebrities shake your hand while signing autographs.

Su Jin was held by the girl the whole time, while the boy would only hold her hand once.

But seeing the dense crowd below, Su Jin canceled it without permission.

We could try with four or five hundred people, but there are two or three thousand people in the audience. We'd have to wait until next year to shake hands!

He bowed his head, signed the document, handed it back to the newbie, and said thank you for your support...

These three actions were repeated continuously until after noon.

Su Jin's hands had become somewhat stiff, and it felt like they were about to break.

Damn it, how long am I supposed to keep signing in?!

"It's noon, are you hungry? Why don't you go have lunch first and come back later? I won't leave," Su Jin said, picking up the microphone.

"We're not hungry," the little leeks replied loudly.

Su Jin shook his head and smiled bitterly. "You're not hungry, but his hands are really going to be ruined."

Shen Haobo handed four or five small breads to Chen Zhixi and asked her to give them to Su Jin.

Su Jin took the opened bread, ate it, and signed her name as she went.

"My idol, you can sign slowly, we're not in a hurry," the young man on stage said with concern.

"Okay, thank you," Su Jin said, but her speed remained the same.

He signed for over an hour, but the flow of people didn't seem to decrease at all. If he didn't keep up the pace, he'd be signing until evening.

shhhhhh...

Time passed slowly, and the western sky was already tinged with the glow of sunset. The number of people in the hall dwindled to just three or four hundred.

Su Jin endured the pain in her hands and sped up her pace.

Half an hour later, Su Jin finished signing her last book for the day and handed it to the reader in front of her.

Thank you for your support.

Damn, it's finally done. I'll never do a signing event like this again; it's too much of a hassle.

Su Jin moved her stiff fingers, looked at the sparse crowd below the stage, forced a stiff smile, picked up the microphone, and stood up to say:

"Thank you so much for coming to my autograph session today. I felt your enthusiasm and sincerity during the process, which touched me deeply."

I hope you will continue to support and pay attention to my work in the future.

I will work even harder to create better works and bring you a richer reading experience. Thank you.

After saying that, Su Jin bowed deeply to his little chives—no, scratch that, to his fans and friends—a ninety-degree bow.

Looking at the humble and cultured Su Jin on stage, Xiao Jiucai was very excited.

"Su Jin, we will always love you. Take good care of yourself."

"Su Jin, I love you, I want to have your babies."

"Su Jin, do you want a wife? I can go register our marriage right now."

Listening to the various messages from her fans, Su Jin smiled subtly.

"Alright, that concludes today's autograph session. Let's all give Su Jin a round of applause and say goodbye," the host announced as he stepped out from the side.

Su Jin bowed slightly to her fans again, and then walked off the stage amidst thunderous applause.

"Boss, how's your finger? You should be able to continue tomorrow!" Shen Haobo handed over a bottle of mineral water.

That bastard doesn't even spare the boss; I'll make things difficult for him when we get back.

"There will be crowd control measures tomorrow, my hands will be worn out."

"Oh! That's a lot of money lost."

"Get lost! Is money more important, or my hands?"

"Of course your hands are more important."

"Then we'll do as you say."