All the people who like me are other people’s girlfriends! ?

"What is life like in the mountains?" Qingye asked curiously.

"Well... it's very monotonous. After all, there's nothing to play around here. I can only run every day, catch some fish by the river, and then play games at home!" Lemon's tone rose, and she seemed to really enjoy sharing her life.

"It feels good."

"What about you?"

The girl looked up at him and asked carefully, "Is Qing still living in the Internet cafe?"

“It’s recently become a hotel.”

"Sudden upgrade!?"

Shaoyan Lemon chuckled. According to her theory, the boy must have been forced to live in the internet cafe because of his social status... Now that he's in a hotel, does that mean his problem has been solved? Then why did she go back to her hometown to ask her grandmother?

"Ah Qing...you don't have any identification, right?"

After hesitating for a moment, the girl stopped probing and spoke bravely - passion was her weapon, Qingye told her this himself.

"No."

Lemon smiled, slowly raised his thumb, and prepared to tell him the good news -

“But now I have it.”

……Eh?

The girl's smile froze on her face.

*

Finally, Shaoyan Lemon kept muttering some meaningless words like "Why was this preempted?" and "No, it doesn't matter. I have obtained valuable information in advance, and I will definitely..." in the future, and walked away unwillingly.

Qingye sat leisurely in his seat, took out his mobile phone and chatted with the editor about the story of the next volume.

At this time, a message sent by the other party caught his attention.

"Remember to set aside two days next weekend to prepare for the book signing."

Book signing event?

"No problem. When the resources are poured into it, I will suppress all moe fan fiction in the world! I've even simulated all the conversations with different female fans! But... as a newbie with no fame or popularity, will anyone really participate in this?"

The second half reveals the conflicted inner world.

If there is no one there at that time, he will be so embarrassed that he will want to die.

"Don't worry, the publishing house will help you promote it well. Besides, you are quite popular on the Internet. I estimate that you can sell at least two hundred copies." The editor offered comfort.

"That's good……"

"You were the champion of the last Newcomer Award, so we'll arrange at least three autograph sessions for you: in Tokyo, Osaka, and Nagoya, two per day. Remember to rest up beforehand and stay alert."

"So I have to stay overnight in another city, right? Will my commuting expenses be reimbursed?"

The editor just replied with a reassurance, and Qingye quickly sent several cute emoticons - these were all the ones that Banaijian usually sent him.

After discussing the details in detail, he put away his phone, propped up his face with his hands, and tilted his head to look out the window at the summer street.

Signing.

This also means that the novel is officially on sale. For light novels that are benchmarked against commodities, sales represent everything.

——This was the last deep threshold, but he felt surprisingly calm.

The changing of seasons.

He took another step towards his ideal.

*

That night, Qingye lay in bed in the hotel and told his friends the news.

The first is the Eight Views.

“So, where can I buy your masterpiece? (full of stars), (full of hearts)”

This expression was full of the style of a high school girl... He smiled and sent the address.

"Humph, I already have a unique collector's edition, so I won't go out of my way to buy it again. After all, I have to travel so far and queue up in the hot weather."

Is that a bit too much?

The message from Lemon was very simple - he took the initiative to tell the girl his identity, otherwise if it was exposed in the future it might affect the identities of both of them. As for the sample book, he also asked for an extra copy for Lemon.

"Come on, Qing, this time, I will definitely support you from the nearest place! [emoji], [emoji]"

Finally, it’s Xiaoxue.

For some reason, when facing this netizen, he always weighed his words again and again, as if he wanted to convey some kind of emotion. He tried his best to explain to her in detail and with a frivolous tone what happened in the novel in the past month.

The message immediately showed as read, and she seemed to be looking at her phone.

You've taken another step forward.

Slightly gentle words.

[This is a great story, pure and beautiful, full of dreams and hope.]

She seemed to be talking about a novel, but also seemed to have some hidden meaning.

Qingye raised his phone, edited message after message, and then slowly deleted it. Finally, he just sent a short message: "Will you come?"

a long time.

no reply.

Qingye smiled casually, put his phone on the bedside table temporarily, walked to the hotel window, and looked up at the night sky absentmindedly.

A huge and dazzling moon hangs high in the sky, dotted with stars.

Can I also become the moon in the night sky?

*

In the dark room, Xiaoju lay on her side on the bed and inadvertently opened the curtains.

The bright moonlight illuminated the words on the phone screen.

Thank you very much for your likes. If my words can guide you in a positive direction, even if it's just a little bit, it will be my honor.

I don't know why, but online, you always give me a sense of strength. This is probably because you have the courage to change.

[And I think you've become a better version of yourself now. The moment you make up your mind, prepare yourself mentally, and take action, you've already begun to change.]

It's cool to reach out for what you long for. Even if you fail, it's proof that you keep challenging yourself.

[As for guidance... Although I'm still a novice writer, if you're willing, I should be able to tell you the right way to do it.]

[PS: The novel will be officially published soon, so please support me when it comes.]

I buy it!

I'll buy any number of copies!

The gloomy girl laughed foolishly while holding her phone.

After a while, she came out of this inexplicable state, stood up, turned on the light, and drew several circles on a certain date with a red pen.

then.

On the day of the book signing—

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ps: I want the monthly ticket, I will find a chance to update more this month!

056. Old Eight is still contributing! [Three-in-One]

The boy woke up in a big bed in the hotel.

White ceiling, clean furniture, sufficient air conditioning, and a spacious space of 20 square meters... There has never been such a wonderful start!

Qingye pressed the alarm clock he had set in advance, and stood up smoothly with a graceful somersault.

Then he went to the separate bathroom, turned on the water heater, and rinsed his whole body with hot water from the shower.

The hairdryer emitted a low hum. After drying his hair, he took out a pair of nail clippers and carefully trimmed and polished his nails until they were round and neat. The clicking sound had a unique rhythm. Then he chose a short-sleeved T-shirt whose price was hard to tell and put it on.

Finally, stand in front of the mirror and comb your hair into an adult style.

perfect.

It's just that he looks a bit too much like a male PR.

But... today, he wants to serve every reader with a cowherd's heart! He strives to get them to consume three books per person!

After everything was ready, Qingye put the sports bag on his left shoulder. The moment he walked out of the hotel, a sultry hot wind blew towards him.

——The journey to the starry sea is right at your feet!

*

The signing took place in a fairly large, three-story medium-sized bookstore in Akihabara. When Qingye arrived, it was just half past eight - the signing was to start at nine o'clock.

At this time, the bookstore had not yet opened, and there were only a few people sparsely outside the door. Qingye raised his eyebrows and looked over. Usually, when a famous author had a book signing, there should be quite a few people queuing up before the store opened. However, looking at the leisurely look of these people, it seemed more like they were passing by the bookstore to buy books. It was impossible to tell that they were here to attend a book signing event.

"Don't panic, it hasn't even started yet."

Muttering softly, Qingye walked to the second floor of the bookstore - the editor had been waiting there for a long time, and was helping him clean up the area for signing books with the staff beside him.

"Let me help too." He came over and said with a smile.

After a while, the venue was set up. Next to the signing table were cute character standees, piles of books, cardboard boxes, vases... The table itself was much simpler, with only two black pens and a stack of paperback books.

"Here, these are throat lozenges and wet wipes." The editor's eyes were full of love and concern.

"Hmm... not very tasty." Qingye commented, feeling the slightly bitter taste.

"I didn't ask you to eat it now! This is for you to eat during the intermission!" The editor folded his hands in dissatisfaction.

"I was a little nervous just now... Am I dressed handsome enough? Does it meet the fantasy of my female fans about me?" Qingye stood up and showed off.

"You should worry about something else!"

The editor glanced at him speechlessly, but to be honest, this guy's image is indeed top-notch among light novel authors. He can probably attract many girls with his face alone... It's better to keep these words in his heart, otherwise he will become arrogant again.

After a pause, the editor patiently instructed him on some of the next matters, such as how to deal with dull moments and how to handle readers' special requests...

Qingye nodded. The bookstore, which had not yet opened, was very quiet and empty. There were only old bookshelves and books on display in front of him, which inevitably made people feel lonely. But as he talked with the editor word by word, his heart gradually became lighter.

...For some reason, at this moment, he inexplicably thought of Ba Nai Jian.

in case.

If Yanaijian was his editor...what kind of picture would it be now?

She would probably hand him some candy from the convenience store, and he would complain, and then the girl would lecture him, "Kiyano-kun is too serious. Even eating a piece of candy has to be related to work..."

She would encourage him with a more emotional and gentle feeling than the current uncle editor.

As if thinking of that scene, Qingye smiled.

There are still five minutes until the bookstore opens.

An editor was checking a paperback copy. The silence of the space always made time seem to pass very slowly. This world without a trace of sound made one's heart subconsciously anxious. Qingye held his own book in his hand, casually reading the words on it.

Will all the books be sold out today? Will anyone rush here as soon as possible?

Questions like this pop up from time to time. Even if you appear confident on the surface, you are still a little nervous deep down.

The sound of a door opening suddenly echoed in my ears. The book signing had officially begun.

He could faintly hear sounds from the first floor, but it didn't sound noisy, which was consistent with the deserted scene he had seen before.

Kiyono gave a handsome boy's smile.

...The first girl who walked up the stairs to the second floor just looked at him in surprise. Perhaps she was attracted by his appearance. She stopped for a moment, but only looked at him a few more times before walking to the bookshelf on the side.

Qingye's smile froze.

But just then, footsteps were heard.

That was totally inconsistent with the library, which was filled with hot, rapid, and lively footsteps.

The footsteps are getting closer.