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  Although he had prepared for it, Su Wei was still startled when he got off the plane.

  Gongs and drums shook the sky, firecrackers sounded in unison. Red flags fluttered, a sea of people. The entire airport was submerged by fans, nearly a thousand fans holding banners to welcome Su.

  Right in front of him, a fan representative holding a loudspeaker shouted in English, "Warmly welcome the bestselling author Su Jian to America!" Behind him, countless fans echoed in unison, but although Su Jian had exchanged for level 8 English through the system, he was still in the adaptation phase and couldn't make out what these fans were shouting.

  But judging from their excited expressions and enthusiastic body language, he still fully understood the emotions they wanted to express. It's just that this emotion seems so terrifying!

  Countless reporters swarmed around, cameras and microphones all aimed at Su Man.

  "Mr. Su, I'm a reporter from xxx. Your 'Dusk' has achieved great success this time. These people on the scene are all your fans. Do you have anything to say to them?"

  "Mr. Su, I'm a reporter from xxx, I heard that you're still a middle school student, is this true?"

  "Mr. Su, I'm a reporter from xxx. We've received reliable information that your 'Dusk' is suspected of plagiarism. What do you have to say about this?"

  "Mr. Su, I'm a reporter from xxx, can you reveal your real age?"

  "Mr. Su, I'm a reporter from xxx. Can you reveal your hobbies? What kind of girls do you like? What kind of books do you usually read?"

  ……

  A barrage of absurd questions, even Su Jin, who had been through the test, couldn't help but feel dizzy. What's going on? The previous few questions were still somewhat reasonable, but how did they become more and more like gossip tabloids later on? It seems that gossip phenomena exist even in the developed American imperialist society.

  Fortunately, Su Jin was well-prepared and had spent the entire day and night on the plane carefully preparing a speech. With the help of "The Art of Public Speaking", Su Jin gave an impassioned speech at the airport.

  "Dear book friends, I'm delighted to see you. I would like to express my heartfelt gratitude for your coming to the airport to pick me up."

  "Dusk" is...

  Obviously, the proud American people are also unable to resist the power of the system. Under the powerful effect of "rhetoric", even the airport staff were immersed in the atmosphere created by "rhetoric".

  When many fans came to their senses, Su had already left the airport under the arrangement of the staff of the American publishing house.

  "Wow, the fans are really too enthusiastic." Su Zhan let out a long sigh as he sat in the business car. The atmosphere on site was indeed too intense, especially under Su Zhan's "rhetoric", the air seemed to be about to ignite.

  "Haha. American fans are indeed more enthusiastic than domestic fans. But this is also the reason why Su's book is so popular. If the book itself didn't reach this level, then Su wouldn't be enjoying today's treatment." Xǔ Kāng Zuǒ said with a smile.

  This Xu Kangzuo is a capable person arranged by Boss Huang to preside over affairs in the United States.

  Su Jin smiled slightly, without saying much. But in her heart, she thought: "That's because you haven't seen the brainless fans of domestic celebrities in later generations. If we brought them over, these American colleagues would probably feel inferior too."

  "Have you made all the necessary arrangements for the days ahead?" Su Jin asked.

  "It's all set, take a look, this is your schedule for the next few days." Xu Kangzuo handed over a document.

  Su Jian opens the file. September 9th, a one-day book signing event in New York. September 10th, a one-day book signing event in Los Angeles. September 11th, at...

  "The schedule is very tight." Su Jin said calmly.

  "It's like this, our promotional activities were a bit late to begin with. We can only try to shorten the time as much as possible. In order to take care of the entire US market as much as possible, in addition to promoting in New York, Los Angeles, Washington and other places, we also selected twelve major cities, all for one day each. Considering the tight schedule and Comrade Su's request to return home before National Day, we decided to do promotions during the day and rest on the plane at night."

  However, all this still depends on Director Su's arrangement. If Director Su feels that the time is too tight, we can adjust it appropriately and extend the entire publicity period. But it's best not to reduce the number of cities. We should know that we have already missed the best time for publicity. If we reduce the number of cities, I'm afraid it will lower the effect of publicity." Xu Kangzuo said respectfully.

  "It's okay, no need to adjust, let's just go with this plan." Su Jin said calmly. Xu Kang's words were indeed reasonable, and besides, he believed that with his own strength at its peak, a mere ten or so days of promotional activities wouldn't be a problem.

  "Alright, let's send Director Su to the hotel first. Director Su should rest well today, from tomorrow on, we probably won't have time to rest well anymore." Seeing that Su Zhen agreed with his view, Xu Kangzuo looked very happy and hurriedly said.

  First day, New York for promotion.

  The next day, Los Angeles did promotion.

  On the third day, Washington made propaganda.

  The fourth day, ……

  For the next dozen or so days, Su Jing felt like he was floating in mid-air, every time he opened his eyes it was for a promotional event, and the deafening cheers of the fans. And when he closed his eyes, he had already returned to the plane, heading towards the next city.

  Fortunately, the internal power of the peak of Neijiaquan is indeed extraordinary. In a sense, cultivating Neijiaquan to its peak is equivalent to developing the human body to its limit. The transformation of internal power has some connotation of advancing towards the spiritual realm.

  With this human pinnacle body, Su Jin said that these ten or so days of life had no feeling at all.

  Another day passed, Xu Kangzuo arranged for others to clean up the venue. He walked towards Su Nian and said: "Alright, Director Su, the publicity for over a decade has finally come to an end. I have to say, your physical condition is not just bragging. For over ten days in a row, there's no sign of fatigue at all."

  After more than a dozen days of getting along, Xu Kangzuo and Su Zhen had already become familiar with each other. When speaking to each other, they no longer had so many considerations.

  "Haha, you guys have done everything, I'm just writing on the book, if anyone's tired, it's you guys, what do I have to be tired about?" Su Jin said with a faint smile.

  This is indeed his feeling, for the past ten or so days, Xu Kangzuo has been busy every day after the show, contacting airlines, and rushing to the next city in advance to do some pre-promotion. On the surface, it looks like Su Yan is tired, but in fact, he is even more exhausted than Su Yan.

  Su Jing was still a master of dark energy, but Xu Kangzuo was an ordinary person through and through. He had managed to persist for over ten days in a row, which even Su Jing couldn't help but admire.

  "Director Su laughed and said that I'm already used to all this, besides many things can be arranged for the people below to do, I just need to give an order and it's done, no need to do everything personally. It's actually Director Su who signs thousands of books every day, that's the most tiring."

  "To be honest, I was worried that Su would not make it at first, but Su proved us wrong." said Xu Kangzuo humbly.

  "Alright, alright, we're all our own people, there's no need to flatter each other. Now that the publicity is done, shouldn't I be heading back home?" Su Zhen said with a smile.

  "I was just about to mention this issue, General Su originally said that he would return before National Day. Today is September 24th, and there are still five or six days until National Day. There's enough time. Do you want us to book your flight for tomorrow or the day after tomorrow? After all, since you're coming to the US, do you need to go around and buy some gifts?" asked Xu Kangzuo.

  Su Jian was taken aback, thought for a moment. If it's just traveling around the US, there's no need to buy anything. But buying some gifts is still necessary. Since I'm coming all the way to the US, I should bring back some gifts for my family members, at least for my parents. Otherwise, it would be too impolite.

  "Then book me a ticket for the day after tomorrow. Tomorrow, send someone with me to the mall to buy some gifts." Su Jin instructed Xu Kang Zuo.

  "Alright!"

  All the way back to the hotel chatting with Xu Kangzuo.

  "Hello, are you Mr. Su?" a hotel staff member walked over and asked respectfully.

  "Yes, I am Su Yan. What can I do for you?" Su Yan's face broke into a perfect smile. He had gotten used to this sort of thing over the past period of time; no matter where he went, he would always run into people who came up to ask him things and then asked him to sign his name.

  Su Jin couldn't help but admire the charm of "Dusk", it's no wonder that it has been a bestseller in the world for generations to come. However, he was delighted to hear this kind of thing. What did he come to America for? Wasn't it just to do some publicity?

  Unfortunately, things in the world will never go as smoothly as one wishes. Just as Su was waiting for the waiter to ask him to sign, the waiter suddenly changed the subject and said: "Mr. Su, the front desk is asking you to go over there, saying that a gentleman has left a letter for you and needs you to receive it."

  The waiter finished speaking and turned to leave, without noticing anything unusual about Su Yan's name. Su Yan stared at the waiter's receding back in shock, muttering: "Looks like I haven't worked hard enough, there are still people in America who don't know who I am?"

  "It seems I don't have any friends in the US, and those fans won't know that I'm staying at this hotel. Who would leave me a message?" With a gloomy face, Su Jin walked to the front desk.

  "Hello, I'm Su Zhan. I heard there's a letter for me here, can I take a look?" Su Zhan said to the pretty receptionist.

  "Are you Su Jin? You're really Su Jin? The one who wrote 'Dusk'?" the receptionist exclaimed, staring at Su Jin.

  Su Jin smiled slightly, this is the normal rhythm after all.

  ……

  After entangling with the front desk for a while, Su Jin finally got the letter. Opening the letter, Su Jin glanced at the content and his face changed instantly.

  "Something has happened at home, get in touch with me immediately. Dad."