My System Forces Me to Live off Women-Chapter 60 - 58: The Book Club and the Crisis

Regarding organizing a book fan meeting, Li Peifeng actually feels quite embarrassed.

Generally, authors don’t hold events just to meet fans!

Usually, they publish a new physical book, then partner with the publisher to host a book signing event offline, with the main purpose being to boost the book’s sales.

The process involves the author saying a few words on stage, then fans buying the author’s book, getting it signed, and taking a photo together.

But me? I’ve written so many books, not a single one published, and yet I’m brazenly holding a fan meeting...

Others do it to boost book sales, so what am I doing this for?

Thanking all the female readers or body fans for their generous support, helping me get through tough times with a thank-you feast?

To put it simply, a sponsor thank-you feast?

It’s really quite disgraceful!

Where is the integrity of a scholar?!!

"Gone, it’s truly gone!"

Li Peifeng, holding a brush, glanced at the empty bag under the desk, explaining: "But the two who didn’t receive a fan or bookmark, don’t worry, I’ve already asked the staff to buy them. Everyone should get them before lunch."

"It’s okay, no rush."

"Yes, yes, Brother Feng, can we take a picture together?"

"Of course."

"Click~"

It’s already half-past ten, and Lingbo Hall is filled with beautiful women, lively with chirping laughter, the bright sun can’t disperse the gloomy atmosphere inside...

Moreover, the actual number of female fans who came is two more than those who signed up. Upon asking, I found out these two didn’t see the group registration last night and only saw it this morning, so they hurriedly took the train over.

Even so, you can’t drive them out. It’s okay to have two more; the restaurant can still add two more chairs.

"Brother Feng, can you write me something?" A short girl with a round face and a ponytail pleaded pitifully.

Li Peifeng recalled the online name this round-faced girl wrote down earlier during registration and said, "You’re ’Loli Chatterbox,’ right?"

The one who wants to buy my underwear and asked me to personally deliver it?

Maybe thinking of this, Loli Chatterbox blushed and said shyly, "Yes."

Li Peifeng chuckled, nodding: "Sure, what would you like me to write?"

"Just... just write ’Wind Rises, Water Surges’, those four characters." Loli Chatterbox whispered, "It’s a good omen!"

No matter how good the idiom, it’s ruined by all you little pervs!

"No problem." Li Peifeng readily agreed and began to write.

In the restaurant, women from all over share the same identity as members of the [Wind Rises, Water Surges] book club, or as fans of Li Peifeng.

At this moment, they’re either seated enjoying the West Lake scenery, discussing the plot of a particular book and funny things from online chats; or gathered around Li Peifeng, marveling at his elegant calligraphy, exclaiming with admiration; or secretly snapping photos of Li’s charismatic presence with their phones, showing amazed expressions, whispering...

"Old Huang wasn’t lying, Brother Feng is really handsome!"

"Haha, I’ve already posted the photos in the group, and everyone’s freaking out!"

"Serves them right for not coming, they’re missing out!"

"Fewer people is better, with fewer readers, we get more time to interact with Brother Feng. More people and we won’t get a turn."

"Interact? As in, physically interact?"

"More people? So many people taking turns?! Oh my, that’s a dangerous thought!"

"Hahaha~ stop interrupting~"

Because there were many people and lots of noise in the restaurant, Li Peifeng, focused on writing for other readers, couldn’t hear what they were saying. He only heard occasional bursts of laughter like ringing bells, sensing the lively atmosphere, which put him in a relaxed and happy mood.

It might be because most of the female readers of online literature are relatively young, with an average age of twenty-one in the [Wind Rises, Water Surges] book fan group, exuding endless youth and charm;

Or maybe because beauty comes from wisdom, the female fans reading my books are all quite attractive;

Or perhaps those who dare to attend an offline fan meeting and meet the author are all somewhat confident about their looks...

Whatever the reason, the average attractiveness of the thirty-two female fans in the restaurant was quite high.

At a glance, it’s a visual feast!

Paired with the beautiful view outside the window, it’s perfect!

As the saying goes, "Heaven above, Suzhou and Hangzhou below." No more, no less.

Fan meetings are great, fan meetings are wonderful.

Li Peifeng pondered that if one day he ever publishes a physical book, he must hold another one.

But the chances of finding a publisher blind enough to publish my stuff as a physical book are quite slim, unless someone’s lost their mind...

"Young Author Xiaofeng, help me write something too."

A stunningly beautiful woman, probably around thirty, said with a smile: "I’ve been waiting quite a while."

This woman had flowing, dark red shoulder-length hair, perfectly standard oval face, a slender and high nose, a coldly beautiful makeup paired with enchanting eyes, making her a rare beauty, even without noticing her devilish figure under the white fitted dress.

The Lost Deer, real name, Lu Yao.

Li Peifeng apologized: "Sister Lu, I’ll write for you right away. Hmm, what would you like?"

Lu Yao’s smile remained: "It’s up to you, anything will do, I’m not picky."

"Peifeng, it’s about time." Huang Tianxuan reminded.

"On it."

Li Peifeng pondered for a moment and simply wrote eight characters: "Free and fearless, time is calm."

"Thank you." Lu Yao seemed quite satisfied with the calligraphy, looking at it with appreciation.

"Click!"

Huang Tianxuan pressed the bell on the wall and nodded at Li Peifeng.

What kind of experience is it for a man to dine with thirty-two women?

Or rather, what kind of experience is it for a strikingly handsome writer to dine with his thirty-two young female fans?

These thirty-two female fans, with their varied figures and appearances, included all kinds of beauties: lolita type, mature lady type, cute type, mature type, pure type, little sister type, and so forth...

Chattering endlessly without a moment of peace, but overall, the feeling wasn’t bad.

The mouth couldn’t stop; the topics revolved around Li Peifeng. Whenever a reader discussed a plot from one of his books with him, he had to say a few words. Even if someone repeated compliments about his looks or voice, he still expressed his gratitude, even if tired of hearing them.

"Peifeng, stop chatting and try this dish." Huang Tianxuan picked some food for him.

"There, the author brother is still growing, right? Eat more,"

Lu Yao also followed suit with a sister’s concern.

"Okay."

Finally getting a chance to eat a couple of bites, the writer casually looked up, and his gaze unintentionally fell on someone. That female fan would blush and lose any appetite, unable to focus on anything else.

Tired of looking at this one, he glanced at that cool and elegant type.

At first indifferent, gradually the gaze returned with bashful charm, vague and obscure, as if shrouded in the misty morning fog over West Lake.

This kind of joy, how could someone who writes for a male audience understand it!!

Li Peifeng felt a warmth in his heart, happy and fulfilled.

...

...

In the Capital, Jintian City Apartments.

In the side bedroom, the heavy blackout curtains were drawn tightly, preventing any noontime sun from creeping in, though it mischievously peeked through the edges.

On the bed, two women lay under the covers, their jade bodies strewn across. White or dusky pink arms and beautiful legs were exposed but remained still, as if they were still fast asleep.

"You!"

"Bastard!!"

But soon, their bodies slightly trembled, cursing someone with closed eyes. Then, the two women opened their eyes simultaneously, panting heavily, instinctively turning to look at each other...

"Awake?" Wu Wenyue frowned, rubbing her sleepy eyes.

"Mm, had a dream." Xu Manning replied feebly, trying to sit up but unable to resist the drowsiness of just waking up, she could only lean against the headboard.

"What dream?"

"Dreamed of... never mind." Xu Manning shook her head, declining to elaborate.

Wu Wenyue wrapped her left arm around her shoulder, while her right hand continued to rub her eyes: "What do you think he’s doing now?"

"Who knows!" Xu Manning said with some annoyance: "Waited so long last night, not even a call after landing. It’s like he disappeared on a business trip!"

After speaking, she glanced at Wu Wenyue: "Did he get in touch with you??"

"No."

Wu Wenyue shook her head, then comforted: "Let’s think positively, what if he’s died?"

"..."

After a moment of silence, Xu Manning nuzzled her face against the neck of the person she was holding and whispered, "Yueyue, what if he really did die?"

Wu Wenyue sighed: "If he really died, then we’ll arrange the funeral."

...

"So many things I want to say but haven’t said yet~ I’m saving them because I want to write a novel~ Let it be silently seen~ Lightly remembered..."

The fan meeting at Lingbo Hall had reached its peak. Li Peifeng sang a song to set the tone, eliciting countless cheers and applause, and then withdrew to let other interested fans showcase their singing talents.

"Xiaofeng, is there anything you can’t do?" Lu Yao’s eyes sparkled, her cheeks slightly flushed from drinking half a cup of yellow wine, seemingly not good at holding her liquor, her body involuntarily leaning towards Li Peifeng.

"Haha, Sister Lu, don’t praise me like that." Li Peifeng reached out to support her soft fragrant arm to prevent her from falling, then let go with a smile: "Will you sing one too later?"

"No way, sis can’t sing." Lu Yao covered her mouth, laughing and playfully hitting him: "If you have time to teach me, then maybe I’ll consider it."

Teach? How to teach?

Huang Tianxuan discreetly rolled her eyes, stepping on Li Peifeng with her stiletto heel while whispering in his ear: "Stay away from this bad woman!"

In this intimate proximity, a fragrant breeze wafted by. On the left was the younger sister, on the right the elder sister, why should I stay away from her, you come closer to me instead.

Li Peifeng nodded with a smile: "Round, today’s sun is very round."

"Dun dun dun dun dun dun~~"

As his heart fluttered, an urgent ringing sounded.

Li Peifeng frowned, took out his phone, glanced at it, and his mood dropped from the cheery floral Hangzhou to the bitterly cold Eastern Three States!

Four words, ice-cold to the core!

Seeing the name ’Xu Manning’ displayed in the center of the screen, the front camera reflected his current blurry real-time image, and the hand holding the phone trembled slightly, while the various beautiful fans around also came into hazy view...

"Xu Manning invites you to a video chat..."

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