Hearing the other party's standard Mandarin, Yu Dong smiled knowingly, "Come here to study?"

"No, I came here with my parents when I was young."

"That's rare. Your Mandarin is very standard. It doesn't look like you've been here a long time." Yu Dong was a little surprised. He had chatted with several Chinese Americans before. Let alone those who came to the United States when they were young, even if they had just arrived a few years ago.

For young people, Mandarin also has a foreign flavor.

The young man in front of me is very nice. I can't pronounce "abc" and even has a hint of Southwest Mandarin.

Facing Dudong's praise, Kane smiled and explained: "I have never given up studying traditional Chinese culture, and we have always spoken Mandarin at home."

"Very good, keep it up. What's your name?"

"The English name is Kane Liu, and the Chinese name is Liu Yukun."

"Liu Yukun, it's pretty good..."

Yu Dong subconsciously wanted to praise him, but then he suddenly realized that this name... He raised his head and took a serious look at the young man in front of him. He had a delicate face and clear eyes, exuding a kind of confidence from the inside out.

Liu Yukun, considering his age, is indeed that old. There should be no mistake, this Liu Yukun is the same Liu Yukun.

Originally, Liu Yukun was happy when he heard Yu Dong ask his name, because he usually got a special signature when he asked his name. But when Yu Dong was about to start writing, he suddenly stopped. Liu Yukun became anxious and said hurriedly, "Wen Dao Liu,

The rain of rain, the insects of insects.”

If Liu Yukun had a pen in his hand right now, he would be eager to write his name on the paper.

Seeing Liu Yukun's anxious look, Yu Dong found it interesting, but did not rush to sign his autograph, "Do you like science fiction?"

Liu Yukun nodded fiercely, "Of course, especially your science fiction novels, it opened my eyes to a new world. If it weren't for liking "The Second World" and you, I wouldn't have come all the way from Boston."

"Since you like it, keep at it. Maybe one day you will sit in this place and sign autographs for readers who like your works. If that happens one day, I will definitely become your reader. You were born in China and grew up in the United States.

You haven’t given up on studying traditional Chinese culture, maybe one day you will be able to write a work that is different from others.”

Liu Yukun was stunned by Yu Dong's encouragement. He looked at Yu Dong blankly, looking at the seat where Yu Dong was sitting, and the noisy chatter in the bookstore could be heard in his ears.

These noisy sounds gradually became clearer, slowly echoing in the ear canal, and finally merged into one sentence, but it was Yu Dong's voice, "What are you thinking about?"

"Oh, I, I didn't think about anything..."

Yu Dong smiled. They had chatted for a long time. If the conversation continued like this, the people behind him would have opinions. He picked up a pen and wrote on the title page: Liu Yukun, I hope to read your works one day - Yu Dong

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"for you."

"Thank you, thank you." Liu Yukun took the book as if he had found a treasure.

After Liu Yukun left, Yu Dong got into the intense signing work again.

Until 5:30, Comrade Jimmy stopped queuing outside. At this time, there were still about two to three hundred people queuing.

More than an hour passed, and when it was almost seven o'clock, the autograph signing finally ended.

There were also some people who came late and missed the book signing, so they could only stand at the door of the bookstore and beat their chests. But these are a small number. Today's book signing was quite successful. The final count was more than 3,600 people, and six books were sold.

There are 1,200 books, and most readers have bought two.

More than 3,000 people came to a book signing, which is definitely a large scale. If Yu Dong works extra hours and signs in at 10 or even 11 o'clock, he should be able to break through to 4,000.

In fact, it is not without water at all. Some of the 3,600 visitors were organized by the reading club, and some readers queued up twice.

Some readers who were at the front of the queue found out that they still had a chance after signing, so they ran to the back of the queue again. They hoped to queue one more time to get the special lottery.

That is to say, each reader can only buy two books. Otherwise, if you meet some hot-headed rich readers, you will be able to sign a lot more books today.

Of course, such achievements today also depend on the marketing efforts of Bantam, Universal Pictures, Bear Bookstore and Deep Space.
Chapter completed!