The Year of Rebirth

Su Liunian didn't stay to accept any interviews. They returned to the hotel with Su Xuanqing avoiding the keen reporters, and then rolled into bed naturally.

Desiring each other, even a look, even an inch of skin can make two people fall in love with each other.No one called to stop that night, and asking for it seemed never enough. Only in this way can they feel each other's temperature and that hot heart.

It wasn't until Su Liunian woke up from the bed in a daze on the next day that he woke up in a daze, and suddenly realized the madness of the two of them last night.

Su Xuanqing was not there, the room had already been cleaned automatically by the smart phone, the clothes thrown on the floor last night had been recovered by the system and put on the side of the bed after a series of procedures, and she felt refreshed.Unable to bear to look directly at the marks on his body and being unable to move, Su Liunian simply closed his eyes and turned on his optical brain.

As soon as I logged into the account, I found that the daily news was flying in quickly. The page unfolded like a newspaper. On the home page, the page about the Austo Film Festival took up three pages, and the silhouette of Su Liunian was placed on the top. Version.

[Austo's annual celebration revealed the answer last night, and the new film star shed tears at the awards ceremony] [One family and two film stars, the Su family exclusively has the best actor] [The successor of the Su family?Su Liunian will become a professional Osto household after Su Xuanqing? 】

These words were magnified several times and placed in the most prominent place, making Su Liunian a little bit dumbfounded.

There are praises and there are criticisms, each family member has their own interpretation of his award, some media made a fuss about him not being interviewed after the award ceremony and leaving directly. You can also smell it through the Internet.

Su Liunian never cared about these things. After reading the message updated last night, he logged on to the Weibo of the author's account, and suddenly found several @ on the homepage.

In his setting, only people he follows can @ him. Among these people are the authors of World Literature Network and some cute little readers. attention.

These people usually have nothing to bother him, but today the number of @ has exceeded a hundred, which makes Su Liunian a little surprised.

[Unveil the annual event of the World Literature Network for you! 】

This is the original title of a post. The author of the post should be doing interview work because of his hobbies.

In the post, he explained in detail the various tasks of this World Literature Network annual celebration, including interviews with authors.

Originally, this was nothing, and it had nothing to do with Su Liunian.However, in the post, the author mentioned that he has not reported on the World Literature Network, and let everyone know through interviews that the rooms prepared for him by the World Literature Network were "empty". But there are no words of praise to speak of.

So a big battle started between the fans of each family.

In the fleeting years of writing, he was sprayed with "relying on mysterious gaining popularity", "not paying attention to the conference" and many other crimes.It probably meant that he thought he was popular so he was so proud of himself, and he didn't pay attention to the celebration of the World Literature Network at all.

Regarding the trolls' conclusions, the only thing Su Liunian could do was reply with a string of "...".

What is the author of this post thinking? Su Liunian is not interested. He even ignores a bunch of scolding. He is really curious about how boring these people are, and even more curious about the hype methods of World Literature Network Why is it so similar to the entertainment industry?

From the moment he agreed to participate in this celebration, there seemed to be a lot of malice aimed at him.

It is true that there are very few examples of him being able to be on the list of gods after only one year of writing, but is it a bit boring to talk about him so repeatedly.

After reading the teasing retweets and @ by several authors, Su Liunian directly canceled his account.

For the time being, he doesn't want to respond to these black people who are too enthusiastic and seem to have burned out their brains. The only choice is probably to put them on first, and wait for their enthusiasm to cool down a little.

When Su Xuanqing opened the door and came in, Su Liunian had already put on his clothes, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong with getting out of bed and walking. She put the lunch she brought on the round table, and Su Xuanqing thought she was very considerate, and carried her younger brother to the seat .

While Su Liunian lamented that his body was adapting well, he enjoyed his brother's service with peace of mind.

"Luo Chuanyun called you in the morning and said that there will be a book fair in the morning. If you want to go, get a ticket from him." Seeing her brother eating, Su Xuanqing always softened unconsciously.

Su Liunian no longer wants to pursue the matter of Su Xuanqing taking his own correspondence without authorization, but he is somewhat interested in the book fair.So he hurriedly grabbed a few bites of food, picked out a suit of tighter clothes, and pulled Su Xuanqing to go out.

Su Xuanyan went out with the butler in the morning, and it seemed that he was also going to the book fair. Thinking that his elder brother would look at him, Su Liunian wished he could strangle himself to death last night... As for being so hungry and thirsty! ! !

The location of the book fair is not far from their hotel, and it's already the peak time of the day at noon. Su Liunian is quite surprised by the queues for tickets...

An author who has the right to come in and out at will can't be more praiseworthy.

The organizer of this book fair is of course World Literature Network. Regardless of whether the collector's editions of previous annual works will appear here, the popularity of this year's candidate works is also very hot.Every god-level author has his own booth, and there are long queues at the venue where the signing is held.The people who circled around due to the limitation of the venue were not dissatisfied because of the length of the team. On the contrary, they had smiles on their faces, and what they could see was full of anticipation in their eyes.

Such eyes infected Su Liunian, especially when he saw the happy expressions of the people holding his works, it made him firmer in his desire to keep writing books.

They didn't stay at the book fair for long. They just walked around and bought a few books before returning to the hotel. After all, no matter how good the disguise is, there is a danger of being recognized. He likes the enthusiasm of fans, but he doesn't like being surrounded by a group of people. People can't escape in the middle.

After he came back, Su Liunian posted a Weibo about whether he had reached the island after all the uproar, and the content was very concise.

[Writing in Fleeting Years: I searched for him thousands of times in the crowd, but the man was in a dimly lit place. ╰(￣▽￣)╮Did you guys notice me? [picture]】

He didn't say much, but the picture he posted was a picture of the book fair. The picture was an area dedicated to his book. Although it didn't have the stage of a god-level author, it had already begun to take shape.

Fans reacted like this to this Weibo...

[Wallet Mr. My love: ∑(っ°Д°;) っWhat kind of rhythm is this, I actually saw myself! ! !Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

[Lianjiang: √(───)√Unscientific ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! ! 】

【Take the wrong medicine: ah... I must not have taken the medicine... I lost my eyes today... (I want to die, I'm so close and I didn't notice the crying blind) (〒＿〒)】

[Dyeing pen: ... If you want to die, what about a person like me who can't even go to the island? _(:з"∠)_]

[I want to eat pancakes: give countless likes to the upstairs!Ah——I'm so annoyed now, thinking that I can't do anything at tomorrow's conference and can only read the big text (ㄒoㄒ)//Is there any medical help? 】

[Beloved Wife Bento: ... Upstairs, you have been poisoned by the poison called "Writing Fleeting Years", and you can't lift your spirits every day except reading big books... There is no cure for this disease, so prepare early (. ok Just kidding ＿(:з」∠)＿Just wait quietly and watch the live broadcast now (☆△☆) Think about what kind of beauty Da Da is!]

[Ze Fei Wang Dao does not explain: Wang Tian, ​​some black people can shut up now... Big face slapping has never been soft, professional face slapping for 30 years~(≧▽≦)/~]

[One round of crescent moon: ＿(┐「ε:)＿Give a big thumbs up for wit! o(￣ヘ￣o#) No matter how mysterious it is, it will definitely be revealed tomorrow night!】

Well, some fans are really funny to the extreme.

The format of the World Literature Network annual celebration is the same as that of Osto’s annual grand ceremony. There will be a live webcast throughout the whole process, and there will be a red carpet exclusively for the authors at the very beginning. At this time of year, there are always The craziest.

The live broadcast started at [-]:[-] p.m., but the webpage of the live broadcast had already been opened two hours ago. Some people were already waiting in front of the optical brain. The food and drinks were all OK, and they were just waiting for their favorite author to start walking on the red carpet.

Su Liunian was dug out of the bed by Su Xuanyan at four o'clock in the afternoon, and when he woke up, he still called Su Xuanyan his brother in a daze, making Su Xuanyan dumbfounded.

Because it is estimated that it will be very late tonight, Su Liunian has been catching up on sleep since noon, Su Xuanqing only stayed with him for a while and didn't know where he left, and he didn't see it until Su Xuanyan took care of him My brother.

Although Su Liunian was a little puzzled about where Su Xuanqing had gone, his elder brother was not a child, he had his own sense of propriety, so he didn't hold on to her too much.

The person who accompanied him on the red carpet tonight was Su Xuanyan.

Originally, there should be a female companion for walking the red carpet, but he hardly knows any female writers. The World Literature Network meant to be with his editor, but Luo Chuanyun very firmly refused.After Su Xuanyan found out, he directly kicked Luo Chuanyun away, and he took the position himself.

According to his own opinion, Su Xuanqing accompanied him for a trip, so naturally he should come this trip.

Miraculously, Su Xuanqing didn't rob him, which surprised Su Liunian.

This is the first appearance of Su Liunian. The World Literature Network arranged the appearance time in the middle of the show rather than the finale. This is a good order for a newcomer writer, but after meeting Su Liunian himself, they decisively revised it. Out of order, Su Liunian was pushed to the end.

They have reason to believe that this celebration will be more explosive than any previous year.

Before walking the red carpet, World Literature Network first held a meet-and-greet meeting among authors.

At [-]:[-], the time lasted for two hours, and the authors were provided with dinner.

Su Xuanyan accompanied Su Liunian to this banquet.

So before the celebration started, the fans discovered that many authors' Weibo posts were miraculously updated at the same time period, and the words revealed that something special stimulated them to post Weibo posts.

[Here's a tomato: ∑(っ°Д°;) っFuck, it's too hot, there's no reason in this world! 】

[Sword in the Stone: ...A boy makes a hero... No, a pervert...]

【Welcome: I only hear the newcomers laughing, but I don't hear the old ones crying (＞﹏＜) This analogy seems wrong but I don't know what words to use to describe my current Spartan mood! 】

[Winter Melon and Wogua: This is definitely a dream, I want to calm down, it's just a dream. 】

【Sad people don’t grow crops: it really is a sideline... (-ι_-｀)】

[Lying dead: (╯‵口′)╯︵┻━┻ Madan is a side job! I feel so tired and won’t love again. o(￣ヘ￣o#)】

【I'm very happy: If I change my name now, will you guys not recognize me? How about changing it to Spartan? 】

Facing these authors who suddenly made an appointment to play guessing games, the crowd expressed their puzzlement, and the authors expressed that the secrets should not be revealed.

Nonsense, we were struck by lightning once, who would be willing not to let you be struck back again!