Husband, can you do it?

Chapter 178 Author Signing Party

He is evil, suspicious, and has too much sadness behind himself. He used the wildest way to win over the newly appointed captain of the anti-drug brigade, and used unimaginable methods to prove his innocence.

At the beginning, his definition was too heavy, and no matter how you looked at it, he felt depressed.It doesn't fit his style.

He likes to make people think deeply by laughing!

I didn't start writing for a long time, and I was still reading the materials, and the more I read the materials, the heavier it became.

With the comfort and support of his son and Wenzhuo, he still followed his own habitual route and used jokes to talk about serious topics.

Seeing Qiao Han's update, Wenzhuo was relieved, and carefully read his beginning, um, he found his own rhythm.

Qiao Han's quality is good, and he keeps updating, even if it's a quarrel in the wedding room or running away from home, nothing will affect the update, which makes readers very happy, just follow up regularly.Don't worry about getting stuck.

He always thinks about it before posting. Even if there are some changes, he has written some restricted words, typos, and the original text will not be changed.

He sent it, and that was it.

Well written, quite captivating.

Wenzhuo's progress here is also going smoothly, with the old man leading him out, he is invincible.I also once again realized the ability of the Qiao family. Although there is no Qiao family stationed in the border area, but there are many comrades-in-arms and friends, things are easy to handle.

It was already midnight when Wen Zhuo got home, and he didn't tell Qiao Han when he came back early, for fear that he would wait for him after finishing writing.

The house was extremely quiet, so Wen Zhuo went to his son's room first, put a one-meter-old Ultraman next to his son's pillow, touched his little face, and then went back to the room.

I thought that Qiao Han must be asleep at this time, but I didn't expect that the light in the small study was still on.Wen Zhuo was not very happy, why did he start staying up late again after a few days of business trip, no one cares about him, right?

Quietly opened the door, music came out of the small study, Qiao Han likes to have music when writing, so he doesn't necessarily listen to it, but there is a movement.But he hated the mess of noises bothering him.Pick a few favorite songs and play them as the background.

The music was loud, and Qiao Han didn't hear the door opening, and was crying with all his heart.

Wen Zhuo was taken aback, what's the matter?

"Who offended you? What wronged you? Why are you crying?"

Wen Zhuo quickly knelt down beside Qiao Han and asked a series of questions.

Qiao Han was crying so earnestly, when Wen Zhuo touched her, she screamed out in fright!

"You, you... why are you back?"

Qiao Han couldn't care less about crying, and stared at Wen Zhuo with round eyes in surprise.

"Why are you crying? What's the matter? What happened?"

Wen Zhuo saw that his eyelids were swollen from crying, and his heart ached to death. What could make him cry like this?The sky is falling, isn't there still a husband to support it?I told my husband about something, and he will deal with it if he can't solve it. Why do you cry like this?

"Nothing happened, I was touched."

Qiao Han sniffled.

"I wrote myself crying! Oh my god, I wrote too deeply!"

Qiao Han pointed to his novel file, and said that his eye circles were red again.

"I'm brought in, I'm the protagonist, I've been wronged and framed so much, I can't show up as myself, my parents are seriously ill and can't wait around, and I can only kowtow in a place where no one is around , I... I am too miserable! I cried to death!"

As he spoke, he burst into tears.

Weeping.

Wen Zhuo was almost out of breath.

There is no way to tell him.The purpose of writing novels is to move the readers, to make the readers feel the same joy and sorrow, and then you can see the writing style. Qiao Han is different, he is the author and he made himself cry!This emotional person didn't know whether to praise him or complain about him.

"Okay, I'll write tomorrow."

"No! I'm too emotional now, I want to finish writing in one breath!"

"Hurry up, stop writing after I take a shower. Just finish writing this paragraph."

"Oh."

Qiao Han agreed, crying tears and snot coming out while writing.

Still muttering in his mouth, it moved me to tears, it's no wonder readers don't cry!

Crying badly, he was still twitching while sleeping, originally Wen Zhuo wanted to say goodbye to the newlyweds, but seeing him cry, he wiped his tears with the corner of the quilt, Wen Zhuo could only pat him to comfort him.Hey, too much emotion is not a good thing.

Qiao Han twitched and turned away from his arms.

"Husband, hug me,"

Wen Zhuo quickly hugged him.

"Husband, do, do? I miss you,"

It is a grievance to say something that was originally a temptation, crying and twitching.

Wen Zhuo shook his head.

"No. You will make me think that I am forcing you to marry me. I have no feelings but animal desires."

Qiao Han burst out laughing, popping out a snot bubble.

"gross."

Wen Zhuo said disgusted, but still pulled a tissue to blow Qiao Han's nose.

He simply got out of bed and brought a wet towel to wipe his face, cleaned up and kissed him on the eyelids.

"Let's play, don't cry. Otherwise, my mother will beat me up tomorrow,"

Seeing that Qiao Han's eyelids were swollen, my mother must have thought that he had bullied Qiao Han, and must have scolded him.

Qiao Han hugged Wen Zhuo tightly, rubbing the tip of his nose in his arms.

"When my mother asked me, I said that you bullied me. I hate that I won't give you a daughter!"

"That being said, you have to work hard."

Take off Qiao Han's underpants, come on, let's have a daughter!When my mother asked tomorrow, she said that he worked hard to sow the seeds!The birth of a daughter is just around the corner!

Qiao Han's undercover agent novel first suppressed and then rose. The first [-] words received a mediocre response, not as popular as the double undercover novel. There are still many negative comments in the text. What to say, it is his husband's praise that made him It's popular, now it's back to its original shape.

During this period of time, Wen Zhuo did not let Qiao Han read comments on the Internet, diverted Qiao Han's attention in various ways, took the children out to play, and showed him the adapted script. If he felt uncomfortable today and would have a headache tomorrow, Qiao Han surrounded Wen Zhuo. Discretionary.

Starting from the [-]th word, the broker's undercover identity was exposed, whether it was a failed undercover or a dead undercover, which set off a small climax, and readers who followed the article understood the reason why the broker and the police were so antagonistic in the early days.Everyone is saying that Qiao Han buried a good line!

Then it gradually flew up, returning to the popularity of the double undercover agents.

The two undercover agents, Nawen, are two successful undercover agents. Because they accept different tasks, they don't know each other's true identity, and they cherish each other through frequent temptations.

This article was the failure of the broker from the very beginning, and the heavy fog on the body attracted readers to chase and analyze it. It seems that everyone in the article is suspicious.

The more discussions there are, the more the heat will increase step by step, and everyone is guessing who the big boss is at the end.

Only then did Wen Zhuo allow Qiao Han to log in to the author's background to read the comments.

Qiao Han's mentality stabilized. If he read so many negative comments at the time of [-] characters, he would definitely think wildly and think that the writing was not good.Now he is fine, the popularity has returned, he has received more attention and discussions, and word of mouth has come up.

Just concentrate on writing.

Qiao Han also knew what it meant for Wen Zhuo to be extra clingy a few days ago, so he hugged Wen Zhuo's waist and whimpered coquettishly.

It's nice to mutter about my husband.

Wen Zhuo smiled and said nothing, but turned off the fire and served Qiao Han a bowl of soup.

The TV series in which the young soldier grows into a special soldier is broadcast on the satellite TV channel. Qiao Han said on his Weibo that this is based on his best post, and now he is the best officer on the plateau!

Yang Chang specially called and laughed at Qiao Han for 3 minutes.Dude didn't love you for nothing, when you were chased by dogs when you were a child, I sacrificed two meat buns to save you, this kindness will be repaid!Wait, I will mail you a gift!

Wen Zhuo couldn't help feeling pantothenic when he heard their conversation.

While Qiao Han was taking his son out to play, Wen Zhuo received a gift from Yang Chang to Qiao Han, using bullet casings to make wind chimes.

Wen Zhuo pretended not to see the package, and put it in the storage room with some other things.

Qiao Han murmured and scolded Yang Chang for not counting what he said, cursing him for buying instant noodles without seasoning packets!

Wen Zhuo nodded, yes, words don't count.

The filming of the double-undercover novel started smoothly, and Wen Zhuo was a bit busy, and Wen Zhuo had to follow up on important scenes.

The owner of the investor is in charge of the place, which is enough to know how much he attaches importance to this film and television.

Qiao Han didn't go, not because he wasn't curious, or because he didn't have many manuscripts in hand, but because he wanted to hold a signing event.The novel website held a signing event for several great authors.Cookies and everything.

The venue is large and the publicity is strong enough, and many readers come.

Seven or eight authors are holding a group signing event in the hall, and many readers will go to another author to sign after queuing here.The scene was very lively.

Some fans were also super enthusiastic, some gave dolls, flowers, and small biscuits made by themselves.

From 08:30 in the morning to [-]:[-] in the afternoon, the autograph session was still going on, and the queue behind was long.

Ms. Pei Caiwei is definitely a mother fan. Seeing that Qiao Han's lips are dry, she feels very distressed.You have to go to the toilet all the time to drink water, so many readers and fans are waiting, Qiao Han doesn't drink water.

Passing the water bottle to Wen Qiao, Wen Qiao rushed into the signing venue with the small water bottle on his back, turned on his little yellow duck's water bottle, and urged his father to drink water in a milky voice.Qiao Han was so thirsty that he gulped down a big bottle.

Wen Qiao took the disposable paper cup and ran to deliver water to Biscuit and the others.Uncles and sisters, their small appearance is annoying, and biscuits are so rare.

At the end of the day's signing event, Qiao Han's wrist hurts from exhaustion, how could he have written so many words!

Biscuit was also exhausted, and came over with a big bag.

"I received a lot of small biscuits and cakes, give them to the children."

Wen Qiao looked at Qiao Han, Qiao Han nodded before taking it.

"Thank you uncle!"

"Oh dear, why are you so obedient!"

Biscuit knelt down and rubbed Wen Qiao's little face, and reached out to the person behind him, who took out a big white bear more than one meter long.

Biscuit teased Wen Qiao.

"Brother Pretty, I'll give this to you!"

"Handsome brother!"

I don't know who to follow the temper of the rudder according to the wind, which made everyone laugh.Biscuit gave Wen Qiao the big white bear.The man behind him picked up the biscuit with his hand.

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