After singing the song, the real business had just begun.
After all, at the signing event, the main thing was for Yang Yi to sign the books for the fans who bought the books. Yang Yi had also specially thought of a set of artistic signatures for this signing event.
The signing was very fast and could be done with a few strokes. However, it was not sloppy. If one looked carefully, they could still recognize the two words "Yang Yi". Moreover, Yang Yi had integrated the calligraphy characteristics of the cursive. It looked very natural and artistic!
After all, Yang Yi had learned zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Although he was not proficient in the latter three, his calligraphy was still better than ordinary people!
Yang Yi's attitude was very proper. Every time a fan came up with a book, he would seriously say "thank you" to them. Then, he would take the book with both hands and sign his name on the title page.
However, if only the signing event was so simple!
Not long after, a girl with a red face holding a book came up. She came up and stuttered, "Yang Yi … Yang Yi dada, I, I am your fan …"
"Thank you. Don't be anxious. Speak slowly!" Yang Yi kindly comforted the other party.
"No, what I want to say is, other than being your fan, I am also your fan!" After the girl stopped stuttering, she excitedly said, "I want to, other than signing, can I hug you?"
"Oh!" The fans at the back all shouted one after another.
"What's the situation?" Fans who were at the back of the line who did not know anxiously asked the people around them. The girl's request was gradually passed down.
Yang Yi was embarrassed. However, the more embarrassed he was, the more the fans behind him cheered, "Hug! Hug! Hug! "
"Cough cough! There's no need to hug. I'm not an idol. "Yang Yi said embarrassedly.
"Then can we take a picture together?" The young girl crossed her arms and looked at Yang Yi sadly, settling for the next best thing.
Yang Yi could only nod.
The girl happily handed her phone to the host on the stage and asked him to help take a picture.
Yang Yi stood behind the girl and smiled. However, his smile soon froze because the other party actually went overboard and stuck to Yang Yi's body. She even reached out and hugged Yang Yi's waist with a happy and satisfied look.
Murphy, who was backstage, saw the entire scene. Although she knew that Yang Yi was innocent and was forced, Murphy couldn't help but feel sour in her heart.
"Don't watch this. Let's watch cartoons!" Murphy snorted and said to Xi Xi, who was staring at her father with wide eyes.
Xi Xi's interest was immediately piqued. The little girl had been watching her father sign, sign, and sign again for a while. She had long felt bored.
She happily replied, "Mm." Then, she jumped down from the sofa and took the remote control from the table in the lounge.
The little girl was not tall enough. She had to stand on her tiptoes to reach the remote control in the middle of the table. However, she still managed to grab it. Then, she ran back and handed it to her mother with a smile.
Murphy glanced at Yang Yi, who was signing for the girl, in annoyance. Then, she changed the channel and found the cartoon channel for Xi Xi.
"Mom, are you unhappy?" Xi Xi was originally very happy to sit back on the sofa and then squeeze into her mother's arms. However, the little girl gradually became more sensible. She seemed to be able to sense that Murphy was a little angry. So, she held her mother's hand and asked in a daze.
"No. Mom is not unhappy." Murphy used her face to touch Xi Xi's little head and gently said.
"Alright then, I thought MaMa was unhappy!" The little girl smiled happily again. Her big eyes had a smile that made people's mood brighten. She explained, "So Mom is not unhappy."
Then, there was nothing else. Xi Xi's logical thinking ability was not as thorough as an adult's.
Mo Fei chuckled and shook his head.
…
At the signing event, Yang Yi, who was inexperienced, was in a difficult situation. The girl gave the other book fans a lot of inspiration. Except for a small number of male book fans who were embarrassed, most of the book fans eagerly wanted to take a photo with Yang Yi.
At this rate, when would the signing event end?
Fortunately, Mo Xiaojuan, who was watching from the side, noticed Yang Yi's trouble in time. She found the host and muttered a few words. Then, the host walked up to the stage and explained to the book fans.
"I'm very sorry. Please inform everyone!" The host's voice came from the sound system. "Due to the limited time, I'm worried that many book fans who are waiting in line will not be able to get a signed book. Therefore, we have to suspend the photo activities with Yang Yi. I hope everyone can understand …"
Yang Yi was saved!
If it was just a simple autograph, it would be easier. However, there were still some book fans who could not help but talk to Yang Yi.
For example, the young mother who walked up next, brought her seven or eight-year-old son and said, "Yang Yi, hello. Our whole family is your fan, especially my son, Xiaoqi. He especially likes the story books you wrote!"
Yang Yi smiled and nodded. Then, he winked at the little boy who shyly hid behind his mother and said, "I'm honored to be liked by you!"
Although the little boy named Xiaoqi was still embarrassed to talk to Yang Yi, Yang Yi could see that he was happy after he said those words.
The young mother smiled and said, "Xiaoqi is really timid. He kept asking me who Xi Xi is at home. Why does she always listen to Uncle Yang Yi's stories? "
Xiaoqi shyly pulled his mother's arm and whispered, "Stop talking!"
"Look, he's shy now," the young mother smiled and said.
"Xi Xi is my daughter. That's why I tell her so many stories! Of course, Uncle still shares these stories with you. "Yang Yi smiled and told Xiaoqi the answer.
In order to give the little book fan an autograph, Yang Yi specially left an extra sentence in front of the "Xi Xi's Bedtime Stories" book that they brought. "I wish Xiaoqi to grow up quickly and make progress in his studies!"
The young mother took the book and was very grateful. However, she could not help but nag, "Yang Yi, I'd like to ask if you will continue to write more fairy tales? I've read this book to the child many times. "
Yang Yi nodded with a smile and said, "Of course. I've written two storybooks. One of them is a long story that's more suitable for children of Xiaoqi's age. The second one is similar to the" Xi Xi's Bedtime Stories "book. They're both more interesting fairy tales. It's still being typeset and proofread by the publishing house, but I believe it will be released soon. "
"Then, Mom, you must remember to buy it!" Xiaoqi finally opened his mouth and said to his mother eagerly.
"Of course, we'll definitely support you! Good luck, Yang Yi! "The young mother smiled and said.
"Thank you for your support!" Yang Yi smiled.
Book signing events were always like this. The book fans always had all kinds of strange requests or endless things to say. Yang Yi was in pain but happy at the same time.
His hand was sore from signing autographs and his face was almost stiff from maintaining a smile. However, it was still very interesting to communicate with the readers. Yang Yi could hear their hearts and also gain their heartfelt love and admiration.
Feelings were mutual. Yang Yi was sincere, and of course, the others would also be sincere.
However, Yang Yi did not realize that he was going to be in trouble!
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