When an Angst Writer Meets a Doting Writer - Chapter 9
He thought that even though the mask covered most of Tang Yan’s eyebrows, Xu later recognized him at a glance.
I have only seen two sides in the crowd, and he even recognized him at a glance.
[40.]
Tang Yanzhi’s bow was seriously signed, and a fan girl in front of her body expressed her love for herself.
“Thank you.” Tang Yanzhi looked up and handed the book over.
“I can meet you…” He smiled and said seriously, “I also feel that I am both surprised and surprised.”
[41.]
Time back to two hours ago.
Tingting: @ Short and short, are you leaving?
Xu Chi: Yes.
Sugar: Yes.
Tingting: I am coming soon. I wear a beige hat today! Pink hair!
Xu Chi: Are we not missing each other?
Tingting: But this does not prevent me from telling you, I am not sure that we will meet in the exhibition and then you will remember my beautiful appearance [花痴.jpg]
Sugar: You wear a hat today? Did you not wash your hair?
Tingting: …
Sugar candy: [fangs] do not wash your hair everyday.
Tingting: I am a greasy girl.
Sugar: I wash every day, just listen to me, Tingting’s hair oil can scramble eggs.
Tingting: Wow, how do you wash your hair every day?
Sugar: Wash it together when you take a shower, you won’t?
Tingting: No.
Sugar Sugar: Then you are awesome. If you take a shower without washing your hair, you will have a bath.
Tingting:?
Tingting: I am too lazy to blow my hair.
Sugar: It doesn’t take long to blow your hair.
Sugar: @短短婷婷婷婷婷婷?
Xu Chi:?
Xu Chi: Dyson vacuum cleaner?
Xu Chi: Tingting, sugar candy, let me arrange a vacuum cleaner for you to blow your hair.
Tingting: It’s weird.
Tingting: How do sugar sugar always lick me?
Sugar candy:……
Tang Xizhi: jealous.
Tingting: How long do you grow? I see if I can recognize you?
Xu Chi: Two eyes.
Xu Chi: A nose.
Xu Chi: One mouth.
Tingting:?
Xu Chi::)
[42.]
When Tang Hao arrived at the scene, he was a little scared by the scenes of people and seas, especially when he saw the banner that the fans spontaneously pulled up, he even wanted to escape.
What the hell? Is he so red? Why didn’t he know?
The X website has its own exhibition area. Tang Yanzhi wears a mask to crowd the crowd and finds his own editor and agent. The editor is an exquisite and lovely girl. Tang Yanzhi patted the editor’s shoulder. At the moment when she turned her head, Tang Yinzhi saw the editor’s slightly enlarged pupil and the light brown beauty.
Edit: “Who are you guys?!”
Tang Yuzhi: “…”
Tang Yizhi: “Dutch pig.”
The X website pavilion clearly burst into a roar, and Tang Yan didn’t want to escape at this time. He wanted to smash.
Edit: “There is a lying down in the bedroom!!!!! You are a Dutch pig?????!!!!”
In the moment of Tang Yin’s moment, he accepted the baptism of countless people’s eyes and the more eager people to move. He was able to hear the opinions of the onlookers in the vicinity.
Onlookers No. 1: “The trough! Pig pig grows like this!!!!!!!”
Onlookers No. 2: “The trough! How do pigs grow like this????!!!”
Onlookers No. 3: “Where! Who is the pig? Who is this handsome guy?”
When I watched the masses on the 3rd, I was scorned by the people around me. She said: “I just saw that there are so many people here, so come and join in the fun.”
Onlookers No. 4: “I… What is this? Can you rely on your face to rely on talent?”
Onlookers No. 5: “I have fantasized about the many appearances of pigs. He wrote so sweetly, it must be the cute type of baby face. I never thought about it… it would be the school next door. Types…”
Onlookers No. 6: “Sister, which school do you…”
Onlookers No. 5: “Science and Technology…”
Onlookers No. 6: “Is the next school?”
Onlookers No. 5: “Art Academy…”
Onlookers No. 7: “The pig’s eyelashes are growing… I am ashamed of my false eyelashes…”
Onlookers No. 8: “The pig’s nose… How come? How can it be so?!”
Onlookers No. 9: “I want to marry his mask…”
Onlookers No. 10: “Even if it is a mask, it can’t be covered up handsomely…”
Onlookers No. 11: “So why do pigs look so handsome?!!! Ah?!!! Is it chasing or chasing stars??!!! Ah!!!!”
Onlookers have the same voice: “Have all!!!!”
[43.]
The signing begins.
Tang Haozhi sat on the right hand side of a grandmother’s gray boy, listening to the editor that that is the famous fold cat, Tang Yuzhi so many eyes, lips red teeth white, looks pretty good.
Although not as long as one in ten thousand.
Tang Zhen’s signature while paying attention to the mobile phone information, there are too many people in the exhibition, Tang Yizhi has not signal since he entered the venue, he is also concerned about the movement of Xu Chi, afraid that the scene people so much he will be lost.
Lost? Tang Yanzhi was teased by the thought that he had come out of his mind. The fans in front of him were shocked by him.
Fan: “Pig pig… What are you laughing at?”
Tang Yuzhi: “No…nothing, sorry…a little distracted.”
Fan: “It’s okay, you have to sign so many books, it must be very hard!”
Tang Yan smiled politely. “Yes, it is definitely that you are working hard and you are coming from a big future.”
The fans were blushing with Tang Yanzhi’s smile. “No…no! Pig, you are so handsome!!! I don’t think I am losing money! I am willing to run for you like this!” !!”
Tang Yuzhi: “…”
Sure enough, the powder is justified with the Lord, and his fans are as straightforward as he is.
Tang Yuzhi: “…thank you.”
Fan: “No thanks! I have a request for pigs…”
After Tang Yin’s signature, he looked up and said, “What?”
Fan: “Can I take a photo with you… 呜呜呜 Nothing, if it doesn’t work, it’s okay!!! I don’t mind!!!”
Tang Yizhi: “Of course.”
Fans and Tang Yan’s photo was the next fan. He signed his name and caught the moment in the crowd. He was wearing a white down jacket, wearing a black wool cap and his own mask. He was surprised. Eyebrows, I haven’t seen him yet. When did he appear?
Great, it really didn’t go away.
The fans in front of me asked: “What do you laugh at?”
Tang Yuzhi: “Nothing… I saw a person…”
Fans gossip: “Who is anyone?! Object??”
Tang Xiaozhi smiled and saw Xu Chi turned and rushed out of the crowd and said: “Not an object.”
It is an idol and a future object.
[44.]
After the signing of the sale, Tang Haozhi and Grandma Grey returned to the lounge to rest.
There are only two of them in the lounge, and Grandma Gray introduces herself, “Folding the cat.”
Tang Yanzhi took off his mask and breathed a sigh of relief, “Dutch pig.”
Grandma Ash saw the whole appearance of Tang Yinzhi raised his eyebrows. “Sure enough, it is very popular among girls.”
Don Juan gave himself a glass of water. “You are not bad.”
“Alright…” Grandma ash leaned back on the table. “It’s a pity that this is not the case.”
“What’s wrong?” Tang Yanzhi said with a smile. “Are you not taking a lot of heat with me?”
“How can you call it hot?” Grandma ash naturally took over the water that Tang Yan poured. “This can only be called mutual benefit… For this reason, my boyfriend has been angry with me for a long time.”
Tang Yanzhi poured himself another cup. “But I think your text… you don’t need to do this.”
“There are fewer and fewer people watching pornography, and the market is sluggish. I have to plan ahead.”
“Do you take the reader as a fool?”
“How can I say this? I have not done anything. The rest are those fans who make up their own brains.”
“But you still take the reader as a fool.” Tang Yanzhi sighed. “Your writing, you don’t need to do this…”
“I said I am…”
“Are you doing this, are you sorry for your readers, or are you sorry for your text?”
When Grandma’s ash was not finished, it was blocked by Tang’s.
“Even if you have a bad writing, you will have Bole like it. What’s more, your current position doesn’t need to worry about no traffic. You don’t have any problem in writing money. I just hope that you don’t use this method to increase traffic.”
Tang Xiaozhi smiled. “Have you chased the text?”
“No.”
“I chased.”
“You haven’t chased the text, so you can’t understand the mood of your fans every day, scratching their heads and observing the computer to keep their mobile phones. You can’t understand the surprise of your fans every day when they send out new updates, especially to the text. At the end of the game, not only do the authors have the feeling of being lost, but also the fans.”
“It’s like a long-distance run. You think that only you are suffering, you are robbing. In fact, behind you, fans are running with you.”
“So say… don’t spoil your writing, don’t ruin the fans’ love for your work.”
“What if nobody looks at it?”
“I don’t say it? Even if it’s a bad writing, there will be Bole like it.”
“If that