It Would Be Great If I Could Be a Copywriter

For a long time, after learning the fact that "this young man in front of me is a vampire and a popular anchor for Shark Fighting"...

The platinum author of a table has the feeling of having lived in vain.

He has become a webmaster and a popular anchor since his early twenties. At this age, he really has lived up to that.

It's like beeping a dog.

The little beggars are ashamed of themselves.

Soon, the event officially began.

Just like Su Chen thought, he hasn't moved his chopsticks much yet. The four platinum authors are like chattering, leaning around him and asking this and that, leaving him no time to eat. Basically, after sitting down I have been talking nonsense with a few authors.

However, Su Xiaoxiao was free at this time, adding a chair beside Su Chen, the little girl ate very happily, and the voice of several middle-aged uncles beside her did not affect her appetite.

After a while, maybe ten minutes or so, the lights in the entire venue were all dimmed.

There was a small microphone noise from the speakers surrounding the venue.

All the authors understood in seconds, and turned their attention to the host.

Zhu Zhibin, the editor-in-chief of a certain point, is now in a formal suit, standing in the center of the chair with a microphone in hand.

Seeing that the editor-in-chief came out, most of the writers and editors on the field consciously put down their chopsticks, and only a small number of people are still eating and drinking very unconsciously—such as Su Xiaoxiao, who simply came here to eat.

On the presiding stage, Editor-in-Chief Zhu Barabala said a lot, celebrating the anniversary of the establishment of a certain Chinese language, what success, etc., with a very authentic leadership tone, just like the principal of the school.

After talking about a bunch of useless things, then I started the main content of this gathering-awards.

According to the process, the winning one emperor and four emperors will take turns to be named on stage one by one, accept the honor, and then give a speech, interact with the audience, the routine is very old.

Of course, Su Chen, whose pen name is Vampire, is one of the four emperors, and he is the last to play the finale.

After entering the theme, Editor-in-Chief Zhu looked at the manuscript and said, "Okay, first of all, let us have the invitation. The winner of the Most Potential Writer Award, One Emperor and Four Emperors, the Happy Eater of Science Fiction Channel is on stage!"

Xiaoyao Foodie smiled, nodded to Editor-in-Chief Zhu, left his seat and strode onto the stage.

There was a sparse applause on the court.

Because at this time, most people's eyes are on the first table, the pair of men and women with extremely high looks.

"Why is there a little **** table one?"

"Hey, if you get closer, you can see the famous brand."

"Don't tell me that she is also one emperor and four emperors. That would disillusion my disillusionment."

"How is it possible? Who brought the family members, right?"

"Except for that little girl, there are exactly five people. Which one do you think is a vampire?"

"Probably, the one on the far left?" An author pointed in a small voice.

Unfortunately, I didn't point it right.

"No, no, no, I think it's the one on the far right. The temperament is more in line with my imagination of vampires."

Another person pointed to Bei Mu Shangge, and discussed with his companion in a low voice.

Unfortunately, you didn't point it right.

"But, speaking of temperament, shouldn't you pay attention to the young guy in the middle?"

At this moment, someone pointed to Su Chen, and said with a half-joking tone.

Indeed, in terms of temperament, Su Chen is absolutely indispensable, but what he wears is not the literary and bookish atmosphere of Bei Mu Shangge, but a kind of unique temperament similar to public figures and celebrities.

It's not only a bit eye-catching and brilliant, but also a bit calm and indifferent.

In short, the two words with the author are completely irrelevant.

It's like a beauty pageant from a bunch of programmers, and the style of painting is out of place.

So someone immediately laughed and joked, "That young man can't be a vampire, because a vampire is definitely the one with the least hair among a few people."

"Hahaha, it's true, after all, at a certain point, update the emperor, Chapter 13 of Rigeng is not a joke."

"No, maybe that guy is a vampire."

An abrupt voice came, and everyone looked at the source of the sound, and it was Mr. Dan with an extremely solemn expression.

As a perverted existence who peeped at table No. 1 for half an hour, Dan always had a panoramic view of the details of table No. 1 just now.

Moreover, he had just recognized in amazement that the young man was the breeder of the shark fighting shark, and the little girl next to him was almost always Xiaoxiao.

At first, Su Xiaoxiao wearing a sun hat made him uncertain, but the moment he saw Su Chen walk out, he was 100% sure and affirmed.

The other party is the breeder! And it's still a good brother sitting on a bench with him at the entrance of the sports center in the morning!

It's really fate, it's wonderful.

Moreover, the witty egg always thinks of a wave of inexplicable messages sent to him by vampires in the morning, and he suddenly opens up!

How can there be such a coincidence in the world! Two people talked about the same conversation or something at the same time...not to mention that the other party is now at a writer gathering.

So, is this him? Isn't the vampire the breeder who said strange sentences to him in the morning?

When he first came to this conclusion, Mr. Dan himself was stupid, and it took a long time to come back to his senses after breaking his fingers in his heart.

Of course, as for what he is doing, he may not even know.

However, when he thinks that a vampire is a breeder, he feels like a public sentence.

In the past, Sum and others QQ talked about Xiao Xiao, who is their sister, and Dan always feels regretful now.

Because it's really embarrassing, it's gluttonous, and it's rrr or something.

It's as if you were in a group, always teasing a person, always playing with this person's stalks. At that time, I was too happy, and then I turned back and found out that this person was in a cardiac arrest. Is this person the only one in the group? I listen to you every day. Own stalk.

Hiss-it's terrifying to think about it this way, isn't it?

Therefore, the mood of President Dan is indescribable.

What the **** is it?

As far as he is concerned.

Not because of embarrassment.

But just...

It made him want to hit him to death.

Now he doesn't even know how to chat with the vampire happily in the future.

Just when he was thinking of hitting his head to death, the author on the next table asked him, "Why do you say that? Is it possible that you know him?"

Before the egg always answered, another person next to him rushed to answer, "Oh, I remember! The egg always has vampire qq! It seems to be one of the few people who have a relationship with a vampire boss!"

Hearing the two words qq, Mr. Dan shivered unnaturally subconsciously, wishing to block these two words directly in his mind.

Because that would remind him of chatting with vampires before blowing water, which caused him to want to hit him to death.

So he smiled awkwardly and waved his hand modestly, "Oh, I just nodded to the vampire, not as close as you thought."

"The egg is always joking. Since you have a vampire~www.novelmtl.com~, you might as well ask him in a private message, who is the young man at table one now." Someone suggested very witty.

The others' eyes lit up.

"This is a good note! The one who is speaking right now is Xiaoyao Foodie. The remaining few people are all sitting there, and they can definitely reply to the message!"

"Yes! Great idea!"

"President Dan, good brother, please send a vampire to QQ to satisfy everyone's curiosity."

"This..." Dan always hesitated.

This group of people really didn't open the pot or lift which pot. He was just thinking about why not chatting with the vampire, and now he was suddenly forced to go to the execution ground.

It's as uncomfortable as catching a duck on the shelves.

At the same time, he also wanted to slap himself a minute ago.

Why do you have to owe words and speak out the point of view in your mind?

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