A week later, Sioux City had already arrived at the venue, and the huge stadium was already full of people, and it was already empty of thousands of people. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Sioux City stood outside the door, wearing a black mask on his face, looking at the black Cadillac in the parking lot on the side, and the imposing "League of the Laymen" costume.

Su Cheng wiped his forehead, but the wealth of the wealthy people of the "Laity Alliance" standing there was all the existence of the number one.

"Let's go, let's go first, things should have been ready. ”

Su Cheng glanced at Bi Weijia next to him and said.

"Well, but it seems that there are still reporters here, Su Dong, is it really okay?" Bi Weijia glanced at a group of reporters on the side, shrank his head and asked, if it weren't for the disguise, it is estimated that the current Bi Weijia and several people have been completely surrounded.

"Probably so. Let's go. After speaking, Su Cheng walked directly towards a small door on the side, but it attracted everyone's attention.

"I'll go, who's that? There's a special passage!" said a man who was reasonably dressed, dissatisfied.

"I guess it's a rich boy, rich is the master, and I really responded to this sentence, hey!"

"Then who can blame you for not having money, but everyone is a big fan, so don't make such a fuss. ”

"Who the is that, who wants to rub off on the popularity of Sioux City, a fan of a little Internet writer? It's only a brain-dead like you who will watch it!"

"Why do you talk like that!"

"That is, what is not as good as Sioux City?"

"That's right, and it's not a good novel to be converted into a movie that can directly dominate the box office, can your Sioux City be?"

"I'm just going to hehe, you know, Su Chengda wrote the first place in the national essay contest when he was in junior high school, and was also selected as a textbook "Hey! Come Out", you guys are not vulgar! I don't know if it's an old man in his seventies and eighties!" At this time, another tomb robber came out and said slowly.

In an instant, Sioux City fans and good fans stood in two teams, constantly spraying the authors of the other team.

At the moment when the air heated up and was about to explode, the security guard standing there said directly: "Enter!"

This sentence directly resolved the situation that the two sides were about to go to war, but Su Cheng stood on it and saw this scene, with a wry smile on his face, and shook his head.

Literati are light, this sentence is indeed good, but it is not uncommon for literati fans to tear up among themselves, such as Han Han and Guo Jingming, the feeling between these two people is inherently light, and so are readers.

But if that's all there is to it, Su Cheng doesn't wonder, the key point is that both sides are his fans, and his own fans are really helpless.

The most important thing is that I can't admit it now, and I have to wait for time.

Seeing that the battle was about to ignite, Su Cheng let the security guard directly let in in advance, interrupting the battle.

Despite this, there are still some reporters who took pictures of the scene just now with their cameras, and even drew up the title.

"Fans of online novels and genius writers pinched each other, and the war was about to break out. ”

and so on, Sioux City felt depressed, but helpless, who let himself do death, used two vests.

But fortunately, all this will come to naught soon, and maybe the two sides will just laugh when they meet.

Sioux City nodded at Bi Weijia, who understood and walked onto the stage.

Looking at the full number of people below and the heads of the crowd, Bi Weijia felt a trace of pressure, this kind of scene is no less than a king-level star holding a concert.

Even for a moment, Bi Weijia had a feeling of wondering if he had gone to the wrong venue.

"Welcome to today's signing session, I am today's host, Bi Weijia! I am honored to be able to preside over this signing session today, after all, the identity of the writer at this venue can be said to be a genius writer and the supreme god of the Internet.

Well, let's not talk nonsense, after all, I don't have any attraction to look at you.

Eh, it's really bitter in my heart, I'm also the first brother of Phoenix Satellite TV, and I'm so ignored. ”

Bi Weijia's self-blackening directly resolved the heaviness of the scene.

Listening to the kind of laughter below, the corners of Bi Weijia's mouth were slightly hooked, his goal was achieved, and the embarrassment was successfully resolved.

And if you listen carefully, you can also detect a trace of clues in his tone.

It means that you can be alone, Sioux City is good!

"Okay, I now announce that the signing of "Tomb Robbery Notes Part II" starts now!"

In an instant, the audience was boiling, "Let's invite today's protagonist to appear!"

Then, Bi Weijia retreated to a dark corner on the side, and the whole stage was empty, an ethereal sound echoing through the stadium.

"I often ask myself, who am I? Am I Xiao Yan who can break through the sky, or Luo Feng who can devour the starry sky?

Do I love Ke Jingteng who doesn't like to study, or Li Zhongming, who loves my cousin?

Can I be a butterfly fluttering, or a deaf ear?"

Bursts of sound seemed to come from the sky, as if they were in the ears, as if a warm spring breeze was blowing, and the venue was extremely quiet.

As these words ended, one by one the figures flashed in front of everyone's eyes.

Xiao Yan, Luo Feng, Ke Jingteng, Shen Jiayi, Li Zhongming, Le Yang, Light Dance Feiyang, Ruffian Cai, Li Er.

With the gentle voice, the figures gradually became vivid and flexible, and seemed to appear on this stage.

Countless readers' hearts have been mentioned, a man in a black mask, slowly rising from under the stage.

But this burst of voices made everyone a little incredulous, too young! This voice is too young! A little too young!

When Su Cheng stood on the stage, the heart of the good fan was completely accelerated, this is not bad!

However, some of the tomb robbers are more suspicious in their hearts, can they write books at such a young age? They think that everyone is at the level of genius and demon of Su Chengda?

Su Cheng took a step forward, "Who the hell am I? I don't know, who am I? Will I, in fact, spend all my days in the grave, Zhang Qiling?"

In an instant, the venue was silent, and the eyes of the tomb robbers were completely wide! )