The author lost his mind

Tang Yiyu wanted to thank Shen Ze well, in order to prevent Shen Ze from violating medical ethics, so he couldn't give gifts, but we can always have a meal together, right?

It's a pity that he didn't find the right time. First, he was a little frightened when he thought of Shen Ze's unsmiling face wearing glasses. Second, the editor sent him 350 books to sign, but he was not free.

Tang Yiyu's novel "The Heart of the Doubtful" is the second reprint. In order to repay the fans, the editor proposed to let him autograph a few copies as a bonus two days ago.

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Thinking about his fans and Tang Yiyu, he thought he really meant it, so he agreed, but two days later, the second day after returning from the hospital, Tang Yiyu answered the phone and went to the courier place to see it lying in a corner A dozen or so cardboard boxes were neatly arranged, and the courier came face to face in a daze.

After walking up to confirm that his name was written on every cardboard box, Tang Yiyu's hand was shaking when he took out his cell phone to make a call.

"Did you send me all the reprinted copies? Why are there so many?" As soon as editor Jin Xi's call was connected, Tang Yiyu asked without waiting for the other side to open his mouth: "Didn't you say a few copies for benefits? How do I get so much home? Are you..."

Jinxi over there was not in a hurry to answer the phone, and waited until Tang Yiyu had finished speaking before speaking calmly: "It was meant to be."

Tang Yiyu didn't expect there to be such a brazen person in the world, so he couldn't calm down: "You have more than a dozen boxes, how many books are there? I guess there are more than 300 copies?!"

Hundreds of books, say a few, won't your conscience hurt? !

"Your estimate is very correct, 350 copies, not too many, not too many." Jin Xi smiled, obviously she had no conscience, and she still reminded Tang Yiyu: "Take it easy these few days, and it will be three days later at the latest." It's about to be delivered."

Tang Yiyu would have dropped his phone if he hadn't been worried about the courier next to him. He glanced at the courier who was looking at him, and then lowered his voice: "There are so many, how can I finish signing in three days?"

Compared to Tang Yiyu's irascibility, Jin Xi is much calmer: "More than 100 books a day, easy, anyway, you are fine these few days."

"Why am I alright? I want code words!" Tang Yiyu stared.

Jinxi sneered: "I looked at your manuscript box, and all the articles in your hand are finished. I asked you when the next book will be opened, and you said that it will be finished... so you are free these few days Yes, just sign at home honestly."

Tang Yiyu: "..." I chased out the manuscript with all my might!Just to find a job these days and keep updating!

In the end, Tang Yiyu and the courier drove a courier car alone to deliver more than a dozen boxes of books to the downstairs of his community. Originally, the courier car was not allowed to enter the community. Tang Yiyu had to say something bad to the guard before showing him the car. It is really difficult to get in the things on the board.

It was only at this time that Tang Yiyu realized how important it is to have a car...

When he went downstairs to unload the books, Tang Yiyu stood downstairs at a loss. In the end, the courier brother looked at him pitifully, and ran upstairs and downstairs several times with him to bring all the boxes home.

After a few trips, both of them were sweating profusely, their hair and clothes were wet with sweat, especially Tang Yiyu, who didn't usually exercise much, but this time he came down so hard, and felt that he was not well.

After the move, Tang Yiyu didn't even bother to wipe his face. He quickly took a bottle of water and a piece of Grandpa Mao from the refrigerator and handed it to the courier brother, thanking him repeatedly: "Thank you, thank you, I don't know what I would do today without you .”

The courier brother wiped the sweat from his forehead, reached out to take the water but didn't take the money, smiled at Tang Yiyu and shook his head: "This is what we should do, just drink saliva, but I didn't expect brother, you are so young, but I love reading so much, I bought so many books at once."

Tang Yiyu pushed the money back and shook his head: "These books are not mine, and I'll have to ask you to move them to the original place and send them back in two days, so you can keep the money."

Courier brother: "..." I don't quite understand the thinking of you scholars.

In the end, the courier brother still accepted the money, and when he left, he told Tang Yiyu with a complicated face that he would give him a discount when he delivered the courier in two days, and Tang Yiyu thanked him repeatedly.

After seeing off the courier boy, Tang Yiyu closed the door and looked at the cardboard boxes all over the floor, wanting to cry but not crying. Tired and sweaty, he forced himself to go around the cardboard boxes to take clothes and take a shower and wash his hair. After rubbing, he collapsed on the sofa, looked at the cardboard boxes in the living room and began to doubt his life.

Maybe in the future he will never use the function of the manuscript box again, and he will never believe what Jinxi said. He must ask everything clearly when talking to Jinxi in the future!

After recovering both physically and mentally, Tang Yiyu took out his mobile phone to take a picture of the miserable situation in his living room, and then went to Weibo to pour out his bitterness:

Yi Gong Tang V: Two days ago, the editor asked me to sign a few copies of Suspicious Heart as a benefit, so I received seventeen cardboard boxes today with a total of 350 books [smile], thanks to the kind courier brother for helping me move the books and I feel sorry for myself, I feel that my hand is going to be abolished【Picture】

The photo is accompanied by a dozen cardboard boxes piled up in a mess in his living room.

Originally, Tang Yiyu thought that he would receive comfort from fans, and together he cursed Jinxi for eating instant noodles without seasoning packets, but unexpectedly, the comments were one-sided:

Only 350 copies?Boss, can you check your fan count before talking?

I went to see it just now, the price of the signed version and the regular version are the same, and they are all shipped randomly. I want to say that the probability...

I bought five copies, and if one is autographed I'll buy a lottery ticket!

Jinxi is great!Boss, if your wrist hurts from signing, come here and I will rub it for you!

I also want a signed version, but what should I do if I bought it before [crying]?

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Tang Yiyu: "..."

After reading the comments, Tang Yiyu stopped talking, and started to unpack the package silently, thinking—he might have a group of fake fans.

For the next two days, Tang Yiyu really stayed at home and buried himself in the signatures. While signing, he wondered why he chose Yigongtang instead of Yigongtang or Yigongyi when he signed.

After unpacking eight cardboard boxes, Tang Yiyu finally couldn't help but beat the penguins in the group Aite Yinwan: @日欧的饮弹, I feel sorry for you now.

Afterwards, Tang Yiyu also added a photo, which was his bohemian signature.

Yinwan's pen name is Machete Drinking Wine, which is more troublesome to sign.

Everyone in the group of friends knew what he was busy with these two days, so they all sent ridicules. Tang Yiyu was so angry that he almost took a knife and ran along the network cable to the adults. This is not the most angry. Let me say a word:

Daily update: I’m sorry, Xiao Tangzi, when we sign hundreds of copies, we don’t do it as honestly as you do, but do it as quickly as possible, or stamp it, it’s simple , easy, no wrist pain.

Tang Yiyu really dropped the phone this time, but he felt sorry for Qian, so he fell on the sofa and flicked the phone twice, without any injuries.

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It has been three days since Tang Yiyu finished signing all the bookmarks and sent them away. These days, he was obsessed with autographing and completely forgot about Shen Ze.

Tang Yiyu kept thinking in his heart on the way to the airport for them to drink - so many days have passed, Shen Ze has to see so many patients every day, maybe he has forgotten himself long ago, and maybe he went to look for it rashly People, isn't it a bit strange?

Because I have met many times in private, not long after arriving at the airport, Tang Yiyu saw Figure [-] coming out of it at a glance, and hurried to meet him. When the two met, they couldn't help talking nonsense.

In order to facilitate the rendezvous, both Yinwan and Tuba chose flights as close as possible to Mo Li, so they waited for the remaining two people not long after Tuba arrived.

Because Mo Li came here on a business trip, he was not the only one who came this time, he was one of the four people sent by their hospital.

There was nothing sensational about meeting a few big men, and at the end the group took a taxi directly to the hotel they booked.

Mo Li and the others had a special car to pick them up from the hospital, so Mo Li did not go with Tang Yiyu and the others, but made an appointment to meet at the hotel and have dinner together.

It was only when Tang Yiyu was chatting in the car that he discovered that the hospital where Mo Li was on a business trip this time was Shen Ze's hospital, so he couldn't help sighing—the world is really small.

Xu Tu, also known as Tu Ba, heard Tang Yiyu's exclamation, looked at him puzzled, and asked, "Why is the world small?"

Looking at the puzzled eyes of Tu Ba and Yin Wan, Tang Yiyu roughly told them about Shen Ze who had a bad stomach and went to the hospital two days ago.

After listening to it, Tuba and Yinwan looked at each other, and Yinwan looked at the driver who was driving. He felt that there were some things that were not suitable to say, so he took out a message in the group:

The song of daily update: Little Tangzi holding grass, this is the rhythm of your development towards Tanmei!

Mo Li at work:? ? ? ? ?

Yitang wrapped in a blanket: ...

Tang Yiyu rolled his eyes at Yin Wan, and didn't speak again for the rest of the journey, he knew that people who are messy on the Internet will not be so good in reality!

When he got off at the hotel and gave the money, Tang Yiyu thought that he really should buy a car, but he hadn't touched the steering wheel for a long time...

After going through the housing procedures, Mo Li had to go to the hospital first, so Tang Yiyu and the three found a coffee shop and chatted while waiting for him to eat.

After seeing the hospital, Tang Yiyu found out that the hotel where Mo Li and the others stayed was really close to Shen Ze's hospital, only ten minutes' walk away.

The three people who have the same hobbies and have known each other for many years are together, and they naturally chat a lot. From novels to the Internet and finally to reality, Yin Wan suddenly remembered something and turned his head to Tang Yiyu: "By the way, Xiao Tangzi How is your job search going?"

The topic suddenly turned to himself, Tang Yiyu was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a bitter face: "I didn't find it..."

Seeing how frustrated he was, Tu Ba said, "So why do you have to find a job, and you are not short of that salary."

Yin Wan nodded in agreement: "That's right, to use a metaphor, you can earn thousands of dollars a day writing articles. If you find a leisurely and non-tiring job, you can make more than 100 dollars a day at most. Only fools do it, wasting your time."

Tang Yiyu pouted: "I understand the truth, but what about my parents?"

He didn't want to look for it either, but his parents couldn't get through, and he didn't really want to go back and live with his parents.

"There is no such thing as an ideal leisurely job. As long as you work for others, you will be more or less restrained and not free." Figure [-] looked at Tang Yiyu and said, "Unless you become your own boss."

Yin Wan nodded: "That's right, Xiaotangzi, you god, why bother to work for others, why not start your own business and become your own boss, I'll be a shareholder!"

Tang Yiyu was taken aback: "Start your own business?"

Tu Ba touched his chin: "This is a good way, or you can invest in shares, and then you will have something to do."

Tang Yiyu touched his chin following Tuba - he had never thought about starting a business, but...

"No, it's hard and tiring to start a business. Isn't that contrary to my thinking?" Tang Yiyu came to his senses: "My main job is to write articles!"

If you are your own boss, how can you still have time to write novels?

After hearing Tang Yiyu's words, Yin Wan disagreed: "Can you write novels for a lifetime?"

Tang Yiyu looked at the song and said righteously: "But as long as I don't live extravagantly, the money I earn from writing novels is enough for me to live my whole life."

Figure [-]: "..."

Drinking bend: "..."

very reasonable, can't refute

The author has something to say: I can't refute it, but I always feel that something is weird.

Shen Ze: Didn't show his face, just watched calmly.