At such a large book fair, maybe a stranger who was walking by was the author of a certain book, and the reader who was flipping through the books on the exhibition stand was also a master of a certain novel type.

For writers, the works that are famous are always their works. They themselves are not likely to become popular. The public rarely knows what this writer looks like.

Even if the couple next to them took the book "Sherlock Detective" in their hands, they would not have thought that the young man next to them was the author, otherwise they would definitely have a signature before talking about it!

Only those who regard writing as a springboard will learn from idol stars.

Once upon a time, we could say countless classic characters, but we didn’t know who the actor was; now we can only say the actor’s name, but we don’t know what role he played.

Just as Zhang Chu turned around and was about to leave, he found several middle-aged men with big belly walking over with laughter. His goal was very clear, that was the bookshelf where he was.

"Old Qin, let's see if your book has been put on. Maybe some readers will ask you for signature later. Your book "The Law of Murder" is said to be recommended to a film and television company. Maybe we will go to the cinema to see him one day."

"Oh, who can tell me this is right! My "Ace Detective" said that I was attracted to me, and I have not made any noise in the past few years. Instead of thinking about those film and television adaptations that are not available, it is better to sell more novels." Another bass said, but the words revealed all the show, for fear that anyone would not know that his other book was also attracted by the film company.

Zhang Chu, who had already walked across the bookshelf, couldn't help laughing. Is this really a narrow road for enemies?

The man opposite should be Qin Mu who once targeted him. After all, "The Law of Murder" and "The Ace Detective" are all works by that person.

"Hey, Lao Qin. Why didn't I see your book?" The man couldn't help asking.

Qin Mu, who was showing off, suddenly changed his face. How could this be possible!

There are only a few people in China's suspense mystery novels. My "Rules of Murder" have sold quite well this year. How come I don't even have the qualifications to enter the bookish China-Popular Book Booth?

"No, I'll look for it."

Qin Mu no longer has the mood to show off at this moment. Appearing on this booth means popularity. Now he can't find his own book after browsing.

I saw the bunch of "Detective Sherlock" in the best position. Qin Mu felt uncomfortable as if he had eaten a fly. Why can that guy stay in such a good position?

Although Zhang Chu didn't see the other party's expression, he could tell from the conversation that Qin Mu's embarrassment was really relieved!

"Old Qin, don't worry, let's look for it again. If it really doesn't work, please ask the publisher. They all have quota restrictions. You are an old author after all, so you shouldn't be treated like this."

Qin Mu said furiously: "It must be Zhang Chu who robbed my quota. Why can he, a newcomer, be recommended by China's official China? Let's go, I have to find the publisher's theory."

"The theory is probably useless now, and the organizer of the book fair cannot change it." The person from the peers persuaded, "Maybe the publisher came from the sales volume or topic. His book sold quite well, and now he can still sell thousands of copies every day."

"I'm sorry to make you laugh. Let's go and have a look around the rest of the place."

Qin Mu felt that his old face was almost lost. These friends were writers from all over the world. They took the opportunity of the book fair to get together. They brought them here before to show off, but they didn't see anything.

After hearing the footsteps of several people leaving, Zhang Chu walked out from behind the bookshelf. He ended up seeing that "Detective Sherlock" was released by someone. Several books on Sherlock were posted!

If Zhang Chu hadn't had the sharp eyes, the next visitors might not have known that this book existed.

"I'll just go, this person is too scrupulous!"

Who else can do such a childish move?

Zhang Chu was about to be furious. This approach was to prevent "Detective Sherlock" from appearing in front of visitors.

Needless to say, he locked the suspect directly, took out the notebook and signature pen from his bag, then put on the baseball cap and trotted forward.

Qin Mu and his men did not go far, they pointed at each other in front of another type of book.

Zhang Chu quickly walked to Qin Mu and said with a slight nervous tone: "Teacher Qin, I accidentally heard you chatting just now. I especially like your "Rules of Murder". Can you sign me?"

Qin Mu, who had just failed to show off, finally smiled now. He swears that this was definitely not what he invited!

The young man came at a very time. Qin Mu took the pen with a smile and looked at the notebook with a name already on it, but he wrote his name without thinking too much, "I signed it, thank you for your support."

Zhang Chu felt that after his acting skills were won by the Oscars and the same moves made Ma Born, Qin Mu was now involved in the trap.

After 48 hours of unluckyness, what problems will this cause?

After watching Qin Mu leave, Zhang Chu's smile completely relaxed and looked forward to seeing the next performance.

...

At 9:50, Zhang Chu came to the door of Hall 8 with his temporary certificate. The banner and exhibition stand outside said a few big words "2018 Chinese Suspense Literature Summit". Many people wrote their names on the signature wall next to them, and asked the reporters to take photos.

When the staff saw Zhang Chu's ID, they looked very suspicious, and they always felt that such a young and handsome person could not be a writer.

"Teacher Zhang Chu, please come here to sign in. Your location is in the tenth row of seat 16. The event is about to begin. Please sit as soon as possible."

After Zhang Chu, who was born handsome in front of him, followed the staff in front of him, the nearby writers all looked at him.

They have never seen young and talented newcomers, but the newcomer in front of them seems to be a little new, with no beard on the corner of their mouths. People believe that they are young and handsome guys who debuted in the entertainment industry.

"Who is this? Why haven't you seen it before?"

"You can make a living by your face, why do you need to write?"

"Who knows you, can you come to the summit and write about what you want?"

"Can't it be a star who came to gilt?"

"I haven't seen a newcomer for a long time, why don't you ask?"

"I'll go to the Nanhai Publishing Company and take a look."

Even the mature and persistent writers were full of curiosity when facing strangers. Qin Mu, who was constantly burping, suddenly found a familiar face walking towards the empty seat in front of him.

"You, you are the one who asked me to sign with you before? Why did you come in?"

Qin Mu covered his mouth and wanted to stop, but the sound of hiccups still came in a muffled voice, making the people around him want to laugh but dare not.

Zhang Chu reached out his hand and introduced himself: "Hello, Teacher Qin, I am Zhang Chu, the one who wrote "Detective Sherlock"."

"It's you!"

Qin Mu instantly performed his unique skills in Sichuan opera, and his face became solemn. The one who pretended to be a fan and asked for his signature was actually something he had targeted before.

With an emotional excitement, Qin Mu even forgot to hiccup, but the unlucky laptop would not let him go so easily.

"puff"

A loud voice suddenly came from behind him, and a foul stench suddenly spread out!

The writers around Qin Mu avoided it and covered their mouths and noses with their hands, and fanned them with paper to dispel the stench.
Chapter completed!