Lisko's American life

Jerry held the notebook in his hand like a treasure, and happily held it in his arms.

"Thank you,"

Li Sike smiled and looked at Jerry, who was full of youthful breath. He felt as if he had seen his school career, the experience and thoughts of his two lives, which made him always look mature.

"I think you still have something to talk about, so I'll leave first, Li Sike writer, come on, I believe you will win the Nobel."

Jerry was also very winked. The dean who looked at him seemed to have something to do, and he quickly said goodbye, but before leaving, he cheered Lisko.

"Thank you for your support, let me work hard."

Li Sike looked at Jerry's fist dumbfoundedly, and he still reached out and touched him helplessly. Many people felt that he was bound to win Nobel. Only Li Sike felt that it didn't seem to have any effect on him. , He is still young, and there are so many works in his previous life that have not been written in his mind. Nobel is a must for him, provided that the time is near.

Seeing Jerry push the door and walk out, the dean also politely made his request.

"Mr. Lisko, my daughter is also a fan of you, so could you please sign me."

The dean did not speak just now because he wanted to maintain his own image in the school and his position had to be a deterrent to the students.

But when I think of the female devil in my family, if I knew that I had come into contact with Lisko, her idol, but didn't ask her for an autograph, I must have suffered for a long time.

Speaking of his daughter, the director of the teacher has a happy smile on his face. His daughter is usually well-behaved and her hobby is literature and movies. Although she is obsessed with the easy access to information on weekdays, movie stars are far from Lisko. The obsession is serious.

As the saying goes, the best is the best. Lisko didn't like exposure at the beginning because he didn't like the media, and he was afraid that he would have no freedom at all and be discovered wherever he went.

Publishing companies and agents certainly disagree. With Lisko’s face, even if he doesn’t write books, he can easily become an idol in the hearts of many young girls.

Coupled with Li Sike’s writing bonus, if it is exposed, it is a wealth within reach, but Li Sike is unwilling, and his background is profound, so although the publishing company feels it is a pity, it also takes him. no way.

Who knows that Lisko’s approach has caused more crazily sought after by book fans. There are only a few scattered photos of Lisko on the Internet, and the blurry photos are downloaded and saved by many book fans.

And many of his book fans are the white-collar class of society, financial professionals, doctors and lawyers, such elites and college students, they all appreciate Lisko’s approach, thinking that the writers he likes are different from other writers. , Writing a book, wishing to spend the rest of the time on the interview.

They think that Lisko's compulsion is very high, and even those who like his books have become a discerning performance. This is what the publishing company and the agent, and Lisko himself did not expect.

"Of course, no problem."

Li Sike thought it was something else. He just watched the dean of teaching several times and stopped talking.

"That's great."

The teaching director quickly took out the small notebook he carried with him to record the students' bad behavior, turned it to the back, and put it on the table in front of Lisko solemnly.

Lisko took it and didn't shy away, and directly signed his name with gorgeous swashes.

After writing it and handing it to the dean of education, Lisko's cell phone rang. He took out his cell phone from his side pocket and saw the call reminder that it was Zhang Li.

"Hey, Li Li, I have already come out, I am in the school's reception room, yes, no injuries, you go out first, I will pretend to go out, we see you at the gate, yes, can you help me Go to the mall on the side and buy a shirt casually."

Li Sike confessed the matter with Zhang Li, and also said goodbye. He tied the hem of his shirt and tucked it into his waist. Although he could still vaguely see the chest and the embossed abdominal muscles, it was completely open than before. much better.

Li Ske asked for a disposable mask from the dean. For the school, the infirmary next to it does not lack this kind of thing, so it is easy to get it.

Lisko put on a mask, put on his own large-frame sunglasses, and a specially dressed shirt. It looks completely different, like a leisurely tourist on Miami Beach.

Looking at the messy haircut in the mirror, Lisko went out confidently. He lowered his head on the way and looked at the students who hadn't found him. He was not only a little triumphant.

"I heard that Liske has come to our school, and he was recognized at the door just now, should we go and take a look?"

"It's been dispersed long ago. I heard that there was almost a commotion, but the dean had to go there to rescue him from the crowd."

"The dean? That big black face."

"But the popularity of Liske's writers is really terrifying in our school."

"I also like his books."

Li Sike was a little bit happy listening to the people passing by still talking about him. It was quite refreshing to hear someone who didn't know praised him.

When he reached the door, Lisko looked around and saw Zhang Li waiting on the side of the road. He quickly walked in this direction.

"Li Li."

Lisko took off his sunglasses, Zhang Li put them on again quickly, without saying a word, and took Lisko for a while until he reached a nearby mall before releasing his hand.

"Are you stupid, you haven't received a lesson just now? What if you are discovered again."

Zhang Li looked at Li Sco with annoyance, and saw his shirt open, attracting the eyes of the girls who were shopping. He pulled his clothes with his hands and covered them a little bit tastefully.

"I forgot."

Li Sko touched the bridge of his nose somewhat naively, accepting Zhang Li's criticism completely.

"Sco, are you hurt?"

Li Feng pulled Lisko over with some worry, dragged him in front of him, and looked carefully to see if there were any signs of injury on his body.

"Auntie, I'm fine. Everyone is a college student. The basic qualities are still there, that is, the buttons on my clothes are crowded out by the crowd."

Li Sike looked at Li Feng's concerned eyes and explained gently.

"That's good, these people are so crazy."

Li Feng's eyes are still scared. She has never dealt with these celebrities in her life. The only thing she knows is her daughter, who is still an unknown actor, so she has not seen the madness of fans.