It Would Be Great If I Could Be a Copywriter

Most of the editors at a certain point live in Shanghai, and it is very easy to participate in some large-scale events in Shanghai.

Looking at the two handsome young men who got out of the car with Sansan, Mr. Dan felt a heartbeat in his heart.

Yes, it is the heartbeat (fog) of wanting to fencing together.

He took the initiative to go forward to meet and say hello, and several people met.

We are all writers and editors under the same platform. After meeting, we naturally behave very casually, without any sense of restraint.

"Boss Dan, your hair is getting thinner..." Sansan teased him while walking.

Mr. Dan was not angry at all after hearing this: "Hmph, what do you know, the thinness of my hair determines my strength."

"What about the big vampire? Is he not with you?" Ming You asked.

Mr. Dan frowned slightly: "Oh, he, I haven't seen him yet, and I haven't heard from him yet, what about you?"

Several people shook their heads.

The atmosphere was silent for a moment, and Bai Yu said: "Speaking of some of our vampires, I can't help but think of the famous light novelist Xiaogui from Lei Jing Bunko."

"That's right...The names of these two people are too coincidental, and they both wrote novels... Tell me, what if they are the same person..." Ming You boldly thought.

Not to mention, he really got it right if he made a mistake.

But a few people just laughed it off. Listening to it as a joke, it is still a bit difficult to believe it.

After all, no matter how you think about it, it is impossible for someone who has reached the pinnacle in the world of online literature to quietly reach the pinnacle in the world of light novels.

How could such a perverted person exist in the real world?

"Haha, vampires update tens of thousands of words on the Internet every day, how can they have the energy to play other things?" Sansan smiled heartily and retorted without thinking.

Ming You followed and nodded: "That's true."

"Anyway, let's go find the vampire first." Mr. Dan took out his phone and sent a message to Su Chen.

And in the venue.

"Ah-choo!"

Su Chen, who had just changed into her cosplay costume, sneezed suddenly, which startled the staff.

"What's the matter, Teacher Maoxuewang, are you all right?"

"Did you catch a cold?"

"I'm going to tell them to turn up the air conditioner!"

A group of staff members immediately surrounded them, asking for their care and warmth. Su Chen felt like some high-ranking government official who was protected by heavy bodyguards.

And the bodyguards are still close-fitting.

Nima, can't you give labor and capital some freedom?

With a face twitching, he waved his hands at several staff members. Su Chen put on the zero helmet and said, "I'm fine, but I have an appointment at 1:00 in the afternoon. Can this link be carried out sooner?"

"Of course no problem," the staff member smiled, "It only takes a few minutes for you, teacher, to sell a gimmick, and it will be a little delay."

"...The fans outside are still waiting for you."

"Oh, let's go quickly, and finish the work quickly."

Go to the front of the station b area, come to a chair and sit down... Yes, what Su Chen needs to do now is to sign.

Outside the door, the noise of the crowd and the voices of the staff maintaining order could be faintly heard.

"Don't be impatient, everyone, Teacher Maoxuewang is changing clothes..."

"Don't worry, it will be ready soon, the cosplay server will definitely take longer."

"Well, reporters are forbidden to enter. Teacher Maoxuewang does not accept interviews. He said that if there are reporters, he will go home directly."

As soon as the last sentence came out, many fans immediately became vigilant, glaring at the reporters carrying the cameras.

Listening to the situation from the room, it is estimated that if he doesn't say anything, the fans outside will overthrow the booth at station b.

"Okay, let everyone come in."

So Su Chen didn't waste too much time, and said towards the door.

His location is a separate small room with only a table and a chair. Fans come in to find him for a series of activities such as autographs and handshakes.

Of course, if there are other people who have unreasonable thoughts about him, no matter how you say it, it must be Bai Fumei... Ahem... No matter how you say it, you have to look at the security personnel behind you first, and then weigh it.

The voice just fell...

There was a long line of fans outside the door, and they walked in.

Crash clatter.

"Mao Bao, we are your fans!!!"

As soon as he looked up, a large group of people hula came in and almost made him look stupid.

Fuck, is this his fan?

He was a little confused.

The atmosphere in the hut was heated up.

Even though Su Chen is here in full armor, without showing his face, the fans are still very active and express their desire to get in touch with him.

The first in line was a young girl who came to Su Chen excitedly and looked at Teacher Maoxuewang who was sitting in front of him alive. It took her a long time to say: "Mr. Maoxuewang, please sign for me. Just signed it on the physical comic "Lelouch of the Rebellion" I just bought."

"no problem."

Taking a glance at the girl, Su Chen took infinite care of her fans.

After flamboyantly signing his pen name, he also sketched a geass pattern with a few strokes of a pencil, which can be called the finishing touch on the title page of the comic.

"Ah! Thank you, Teacher Maoxuewang!"

Holding the manga like a treasure, the girl smiled sweetly at him.

At this moment, Su Chen only felt touched by something in his heart.

Seemingly getting close to fans like this...

Pretty good too?

Time passed by every minute and every second in the signature event.

Su Chen, who was concentrating on shaking hands with fans, didn't notice the frantically vibrating cell phone in her trouser pocket.

It was one past five in the afternoon.

Mr. Dan and the others stamped their feet anxiously at the ticket gate in the exhibition hall.

Five minutes had passed since the appointed time. If it was at the wine table, the vampire would definitely have to punish himself with three drinks.

"Hey! What's the matter with the vampires? They don't answer the calls, and they don't reply to the messages... Are you really going to fight werewolves with the blood army?"

"Why don't we go to the exhibition first." Mingyou suggested with bright eyes, "I just saw several attractive coser girls nearby."

"I understand the truth..." Bai Yu poured cold water on him unhurriedly, "How can you be sure that those cosplayers are young ladies or not?"

Mingyou: "..."

Sansan pondered for a while: "emmm... Anyway, let's wait, it's too unkind to go in first, Mr. Dan, you continue to call him... By the way, do you guys want taiyaki?"

"I want matcha filling."

"Then what... I want cheese."

Several people continued to wait.

Sansan bought some taiyaki and milk tea from the vendors in the comic exhibition.

After thinking about it, he added another copy.

——Even if the vampire hasn't arrived yet, bring him a copy yourself.

Sansan thought this way in his heart.

And like a tacit understanding.

Or maybe Su Chen felt the mysterious gourmet power from Taiyaki. He picked up the phone in the middle of signing the autograph.

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