“Hello, Mr. Donkey. Actually, I'm also from Sheffield." Curt took the initiative to mention the group chat leader by sending this message.

“Oh, really? What a coincidence! I didn't expect that the famous personality will be from the same place as me

Everyone could tell that he was also excited.

“We, fans of Mia, will have an offline party in Sheffield in the coming few days. How about it, Mr. Dog, would you like to come? The event will be held at..."

Greta had been looking at her Grandpa's phone screen all this time. She couldn't help shaking her head as she read the message from the group chat leader.

"Grandpa, you don't really plan on attending this party, do you?"

“Huh? Why not?"

Curt furrowed his brows and stared at Greta.

At the same time, Greta didn't know what exactly to say. "What do you mean why not? You are the president of the Writers' Association of Sheffield..."

“So? Does that mean that a president of an association can't have time to enjoy himself?"

"Of course, you can..

“That's right. I'm only human too. I can also surf the Internet, quarrel with haters, and make friends with others. Therefore, there should be no problem if I go to this offline party."

Curt might be old, but he could still think fast. He could write a long article in just a short time, and he was good at winning arguments.

“I'm getting old, and so every day is precious to me. If I don't experience new and interesting things as I pleased, I will regret it in the end. Don't you agree?"

Hearing this, Greta sighed and rolled her eyes.

New and interesting things? How could attending an offline party with the fans of his student be a new and interesting thing to begin with? He just really wanted to slack off a little. There was no way that he would regret it if he missed such a party.

However, Greta knew that she wouldn't win in an argument with her grandfather, so she could just nod in agreement.

"Fine. I'LL drive you there and pick you up myself.”

“Great! What a sweet granddaughter you are." Curt smiled with satisfaction.

After a moment, he sent a message in the group chat. "Since it's my first time attending such a party, I'll prepare some small gifts for you guys.”

Small gifts?

While Greta was trying to figure out what her grandfather was planning, she saw him dial Maria's number.

“Hello, my dear Maria. Please come to the association. I have 100 copies of your book, and I need you to sign them. Huh? What will I do with them? Of course, I'm giving them away as gifts.

Come on and get in here quickly. I'll be waiting."