It Would Be Great If I Could Be a Copywriter

Dozens of tables were set up in the open main venue, and many writers and editors gathered.

At this time, before the official opening, Mr. Dan, who was dressed in formal attire, came to the home court.

In front of the arena is a large podium, which is a bit like the presiding platform at a wedding scene. It is estimated that there will be a high-level executive at some point in the future, who will give awards and speeches on it.

Therefore, the tables closer to the front row are more awesome, especially the No. 1 table, which is full of platinum bosses who have won the award this time. It is estimated that vampires, such as Sansan, have seats there.

After arriving at the middle and front seats belonging to writers at the level of great gods, Mr. Dan looked at table No. 1 in the front, his eyes full of longing.

Oh, if only I could sit there one day.

In that case, it is worthwhile to write online articles for a few years.

From the master to the platinum hurdle, when will he be able to break through it?

Boss Dan was sighing in his heart, then he looked and noticed a very familiar little girl, carrying a bag, walking straight towards table one.

He was stunned at that time.

You know, apart from the platinum protagonists who won the prizes at table one, the rest are all high-level people from a certain point.

It can be said that none of the people sitting there are ordinary people.

This little girl is sitting there, is it possible that she is a certain daughter of a certain high-level?

Good guy, this is exactly the same as what I wrote in my own.

Mr. Dan thought about it.

But after watching it for a while, he felt strange for a while.

Why does the more I look at it, the more familiar that little girl looks?

This sense of sight is full, the feeling of deja vu...

It's as if I just saw it this morning!

Mr. Dan looked at Su Xiaoxiao's back and fell into deep thought.

It's not because he is forgetful, after all, at noon, Su Xiaoxiao went back to the hotel and changed into decent clothes.

The atmosphere of participating in this kind of event must be different from that of participating in a competition.

Coupled with the fact that the distance was far away at this time, Mr. Dan really didn't recognize him for a while.

Continuing to stare straight at the little girl, Mr. Dan now really wants to know how the people around him will react after this little girl sits at table number one.

Su Xiaoxiao came to table No. 1, found the vampire's pseudonym and sat down, and then she was surprised to find that the food on table No. 1 was actually different from other tables.

More luxurious and high-end! Some dishes that are not available on other tables can be seen on table one.

It is simply a private table seat.

Seeing that Su Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up at that time, her foodie attributes were fully displayed, and she wanted to pick up delicious food when she picked up the chopsticks.

"Little sister, you can't sit here casually."

But just in the middle of the clip, I heard an uncle talking next to me.

She turned around suspiciously, and saw that the uncle next to her was probably in his thirties, and was looking at her with a smile.

"Why?"

Su Xiaoxiao's hands froze, thinking, didn't my brother tell me to sit here? Could it be that I made a mistake?

A little guilty glanced at the name tag facing him, it was indeed the word "Vampire" with a gold thread border, the little girl couldn't help feeling even more puzzled.

"Little sister, did you come with your parents? Where are the adults in your family?"

the old man asked.

After all, Su Xiaoxiao's appearance is that of an immature little sister, with a cute little face that makes people look like she is only fifteen or sixteen years old.

No matter how you look at it, they are all those little girls who come to eat with the elders in the family.

Well, although the rule this time is that family members cannot be brought along, the rule is that the dead are alive. To a certain extent, it is a marginal test, and at a certain point, it is better to turn a blind eye.

What's more, for such a cute little girl, it's probably not a big deal to close both eyes.

The old man thought about it.

In fact, he is the author who won the award this time, and he was placed at table number one. His pen name is "The Poor Little Beggar", and he focuses on urban channels.

There are a total of five award-winning writers this time. According to the name on the invitation letter, they are "One Emperor and Four Emperors". Each of them is a writer from a different channel, and they are basically the best writers on their respective channels.

As far as the little beggar knows, this time, Yidi is the most powerful and honorable award recently, ranking first among the award-winning authors, a newcomer emperor who belongs to the fantasy channel, and his pen name is vampire.

As for the other three emperors, it is also very clear who the little beggars are. One of them is Sansan from the Fantasy Channel, the other is Xiaoyao Foodie from the Science Fiction Channel, and the other is Beimu Shange from the History Channel.

Therefore, after seeing this little girl sitting on the seat of the "One Emperor" vampire among the One Emperor and Four Emperors, he couldn't help but want to remind her not to sit casually.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be embarrassing when the main vampire comes later.

Not to mention that this little girl has even used other people's tableware...

So in order not to make things more troublesome, the little beggar kindly stopped him.

"This seat is exclusive to writer vampires. If you're not a vampire, you can't just sit there."

Hey?

But Su Xiaoxiao was happy when she heard it.

I'm not a vampire, but I'm a vampire's younger sister.

This identity, with a suffix, seems to be much more powerful than the vampire himself, right?

So she became playful for a while, picked up the pair of exquisite chopsticks carelessly, picked up a piece of tenderloin and sent it to Xiaozui.

"I said uncle, don't remind me, of course I know that this is the position of a vampire, such a conspicuous nameplate is written here, can I be mistaken?"

"Then you know it's still like this?" The little beggar was dumbfounded for a moment.

"I just knew I wanted to do this!" The little girl took it for granted, "Believe it or not, the vampire himself didn't dare to say anything, um, maybe I have to eat more."

Little beggar "???"

What the hell?

Little sister, is your background so tough? Vampires have to curry favor with you?

The embarrassment and question mark expression on Su Xiaoxiao's face, he thinks, this little girl may not realize the seriousness of the problem.

It's not annoying at all, the little beggar still thinks this little girl is cute.

It's just that when the vampire comes later, I don't know how she will end up.

Well, maybe it's like this, the backstage is so big that vampires don't dare to mess with it?

Thinking of this little beggar, he couldn't help but feel sorry for the vampire he had never met for a second. It was really unlucky to have provoked such a character who was suspected of being a young lady before he arrived.

The other two at the table also thought this little girl was very interesting, and couldn't help laughing for a while.

They are Four Emperors, Xiaoyao Foodie from Science Fiction Channel, and Beimu Shange from History Channel.

That's right, these three Platinums were the first ones to come to this table, and they have been here for a while now to communicate.

"One emperor and four emperors, who else has not arrived?"

Soon, the few people stopped paying attention to the little girl occupying the seat and started chatting.

"And Sansan from the Fantasy Channel and Vampire from the Fantasy Channel."

The one who spoke was Bei Mu Shange from the History Channel among the Four Emperors.

Perhaps it has something to do with the channel he specializes in. Although Bei Mu Shangge is in his thirties, he still looks quite young overall, with a gentle and bookish scent about him.

Very writerly.

Hair is also healthy.

Among several people, it is estimated that he has the temperament most like a writer.

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