It Would Be Great If I Could Be a Copywriter

After a long time, after learning the fact that "the young man in front of me is a vampire, and he is also a popular anchor of Fighting Sharks"...

A table of platinum authors feels like they have lived for nothing.

In his early twenties, he became a master of Internet literature and a popular anchor. At his age, he really lived up to that.

It's like beeping a dog.

The little beggars are all ashamed of themselves.

Soon, the activity officially started.

Just as Su Chen thought, he hasn't moved his chopsticks yet. The four platinum writers are like chatterboxes, huddling around him and asking this and that, leaving him no time to eat at all. Basically, after sitting down I've been talking nonsense with several authors.

However, Su Xiaoxiao was free at this moment, and added a chair beside Su Chen. The little girl ate very happily, and the voices of the middle-aged uncles around her did not affect her appetite.

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

There was a slight hum of microphones coming from the speakers surrounding the venue.

All the authors understood in seconds, and all turned their attention to the hosting station.

Zhu Zhibin, the editor-in-chief of a certain point, was dressed in formal attire, standing in the center of the host stage with a microphone in hand.

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

Editor-in-Chief Zhu was on the podium. First, Barabara talked a lot, celebrating the anniversary of the establishment of a certain Chinese language, and so on. He spoke in a very authentic leadership tone, just like the principal in a school.

After talking a lot of useless things, the focus of this party began - awarding.

According to the procedure, the award-winning emperors and four emperors will be called on stage one by one, accept the honor, then give speeches, and interact with the audience. The routine is very old-fashioned.

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

After entering the topic, Editor-in-Chief Zhu looked at the manuscript and said, "Okay, first of all, let us invite the winner of the Most Potential Writer Award, One Emperor and Four Emperors, Xiaoyao Foodie from Science Fiction Channel to come on stage!"

Happy Foodie smiled,

After nodding to Editor-in-Chief Zhu, he left his seat and strode onto the stage.

There was a burst of sparse applause on the field.

Because at this time most people's eyes were on table number one, the pair of extremely handsome men and women.

"Why is there a little girl on table one?"

"Oh, it would be nice if we could see the nameplate clearly if we were closer."

"Don't tell me that she is also one emperor and four emperors, that will disillusion me."

"How is it possible? Who brought the family?"

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

"Probably, the one on the far left?" An author pointed at Sansan and whispered.

Unfortunately, I was wrong.

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

The other person pointed at Bei Mu Shangge and discussed with his companion in a low voice.

Unfortunately, you didn't get it right either.

"But speaking of temperament, shouldn't you be paying attention to the young man in the middle?"

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

Indeed, in terms of temperament, Su Chen is definitely not bad, but he does not have the literary and bookish atmosphere of Bei Mu Shangge, but a unique temperament similar to public figures and celebrities.

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

In short, the word "author" is completely irrelevant.

It's almost like a bunch of programmers mixed up for a beauty pageant, and their painting styles are out of tune.

Immediately, someone laughed and joked, "That young man can't be a vampire, because vampires definitely have the least hair among them."

"Hahaha, it's true. After all, updating the emperor at a certain point, the thirteenth chapter of the daily update is not a joke."

"No, maybe that young man is a vampire."

A sudden voice came, and everyone looked along the source of the voice, and it was Mr. Dan who spoke with an extremely dignified expression.

As a perverted existence who had been peeking at table number one for half an hour, Dan always had a panoramic view of the details of table number one just now.

Moreover, he recognized with great astonishment just now that the young man is the breeder of Dou Shark, and the little girl next to him is most likely Xiao Xiao.

At first Su Xiaoxiao was wearing a sun hat, which made him unsure, but the moment he saw Su Chen walking out, he was 100 million percent sure and sure.

The other party is the breeder! And he was also a good brother who sat on a bench with him at the gate of the sports center in the morning!

It's really fate, it's wonderful.

Moreover, the quick-witted Dan always thinks of the message that the vampire sent him inexplicably in the morning, and he suddenly becomes enlightened!

How can there be such a coincidence in the world! Two people saying the same dialogue or something at the same time...not to mention that the other party is now at the writers' meeting.

So, it's him, isn't the vampire the breeder who said a strange sentence to him in the morning!

When he first came to this conclusion, Mr. Dan was so stupid that he counted in his mind with his fingers for a long time before he came back to his senses.

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

It's just that when he thinks that the vampire is the breeder, he feels like a public execution.

In the past, I always talked about Xiaoxiao, who is also my younger sister, on QQ, but I always regret it now.

Because that's really embarrassing, it's greedy, it's rrr or something.

It’s like you’re in the group, you’ve been teasing someone, you’ve been playing with this person’s stalks, you were so happy at the time, and then you turned around and found out that you had a cardiac arrest, is this person the only one in the group, listening to you every day own meme.

Hiss——Thinking about it like that is terrifying, right?

Therefore, Mr. Dan's mood is indescribable.

What the hell?

As for himself.

And it's not because of embarrassment.

But just...

It made him want to bang him to death.

Now he doesn't even know how to have a pleasant chat with vampires 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? Could it be that you know him?"

Before Mr. Dan could answer, another person next to him immediately rushed to answer, "Oh, I remembered! Dan always has a vampire's QQ! It seems that he is one of the few people who has a relationship with the big vampire!"

Hearing the word qq, Mr. Dan subconsciously shuddered unnaturally, wishing he could directly block these two words in his mind.

Because it would remind him of how he used to chat with vampires and blow water, which made him want to bang him to death.

So he smiled awkwardly, waved his hands modestly and said, "Oh, I'm just a nodding acquaintance with the vampire, not as close as you think."

"Dan is joking, since you have a vampire's QQ, you might as well send him a private message and ask him, who is that young man at table No. 1 now." Someone suggested wittily.

The eyes of the others lit up when they heard this.

"That's a good idea! The person who is giving a speech now is Xiaoyao Foodie, and the rest of the people are all sitting there. They must be able to reply to the message!"

"Yes! Good idea!"

"Boss Dan, good brother, I will trouble you to private message vampires on QQ to satisfy everyone's curiosity."

"This..." Mr. Dan hesitated.

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

It's almost as uncomfortable as driving ducks to the shelves.

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

Why do you have to say what you think in your heart?

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