Song Song looked at the comments, and the corners of her lips rose slightly. The little cuties are really a group of magical beings. Every time she sees them, no matter how bad her mood is, she will get very good.

She posted a photo with everyone last night.

Little Sister Song: "Please receive the picture! Little cuties!"

The comments exploded again.

Some praised Song Song for being gentle and beautiful, some wailed that his face was blocked by the back of the person in front of him, and some were annoyed that his mouth was covered with fried chicken scraps...

Song Song laughed while watching.

Suddenly, she remembered yesterday, that hundreds of people had neatly aligned take-out boxes in their hands.

Takeaway from the Empire State Building revolving restaurant.

A restaurant that never delivers food, a restaurant that never makes fried chicken beer.

How powerful and awesome is someone who can handle this kind of takeaway?

She suddenly remembered what Sister Na said just now, "Could it be the big local tyrant among your fans, investing for you"?

can you? Will it really be him?

Song Song's heart moved, slender, white fingers, and quickly tapped the keyboard.

Little Sister Song: "Excuse me, who was it last night and bought everyone a supper?"

Wowotou@宋小妹: "It's the spicy noodle brother."

Scallion mixed tofu @宋小妹: "Yes, it's the spicy brother. He is very righteous. Last time we said we wanted to plan an event, he just dumped two million donations..."

Sauerkraut fan: "Wow, Xiao Mengxin asked weakly, who is the spicy brother, can you hold his thigh?"

Wowoto@酸菜迷: "No way, because his legs are going to hug Master Song Song, hahahahaha..."

Scallion mixed with tofu @酸菜迷: "I wish you a thick thigh soon, let the brothers hug!"

Everyone was joking happily.

Song Song was lost in thought.

Spicy noodles?

She is impressed.

That's it. I especially like to grab her sofa, and I like to use a very awkward, cute tone and unbalanced emoji to pretend to be a tender uncle?

Could it be him who invested in a brand-new publishing house for himself, publishing books for her alone?

Why should he be so good to himself? She was really flattered.

The key is in reality, who is this spicy noodle? In the imperial capital, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, if he keeps a low profile and doesn't want to show up, she really can't find him.

After thinking about it, the fans had already greeted her and quit, and they went to discuss something mysteriously.

Song Song thought for a while and couldn't figure it out, so he didn't think about it at all.

It's still important to concentrate on painting.

Since it is a brand-new publishing house and a brand-new business, she has to devote a hundred times more effort to do it.

What's more, the new book launch conference will be held next week. She will strike while the iron is hot, and I am afraid that she will stay up late this week to catch up with the manuscript.

And Imperial University is about to start, but she is a freshman and she hasn't prepared anything yet.

Well, I suddenly feel that life is so fulfilling, and there are so many things to do.

Song Song covered his face.

She will never be the same again, she will only be a silly, bewildered little **** behind her brother, right?

Wouldn't my brother like her with such a full and hard work?

==

After a week of intense preparations, the press conference of Song Song's second comic book was finally held.

This was also the first time she entered the comics circle.

Unlike the rush of the last press conference held late at night to clarify plagiarism rumors, Sister Na prepared for this press conference a long time in advance. She ran the venue, ran decorations, ordered dresses, invited makeup artists, stylist, and supervised logistics.

Different from the simplicity and simplicity of her first signing event, the venue for this new book launch event was the Empire State Building State Banquet Hall!

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