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After stretching his waist, he walked slowly to the toilet, put water, washed his face, and walked to the workstation to wipe it clean.

There's a new book coming backstage, and the writing seems to be good?

After Qingya clicked it open, he whispered: "The vermilion lacquer gate of the mansion, the copper nails the size of a teacup on the door are shining, and the plaque on the top of the door reads 'Fuwei Dart Bureau' four big characters in gold lacquer, and the horizontal script below is 'General Number' and two small characters. At the entrance, there are two rows of benches, and there are eight men who have finished their strong suits, all of whom have straight waists, showing a heroic spirit......"

The writing is old and spicy, the details are outstanding, and the sense of substitution is very strong.

In the past two years, no fewer people have done this.

Some are for fun, and some are for winning the title of rookie king. (Note: This title is limited to the first work signed by an author.) ）

Qingya thought for a while, didn't match the number with the well-known martial arts writer, and beckoned to the four people next to him: "Liu San, a few of you come over and take a look, whose style is this like?" ”

"What's the matter, another great god has opened the vest?" Liu San is nicknamed, and the editor's name is Qiu Feng. He stood up and said, "Wouldn't it be better to go and see the real information, what a fuss." By the way, you can't update this week, and I won't give you a recommendation next week. ”

"Go, go, you said the same thing last week, last week." Qingya spat a few words, but he didn't care. He is not short of money, and he writes books purely to anger them.

The two editors of the fantasy and urban groups gathered around, and the four of them discussed while watching.

"I'm rubbing, this style of writing is so ancient, isn't it sad?"

"Worried? It's not like, the style of the god of sorrow is softer, and this one is hard, more like the god of dreams. ”

"Oneiroi is hard, but it's not so stable, Oneiroi is just one word at every turn - dry."

The group spun around and returned to their seats, and Qingya raised his middle finger to the four of them. Once you are seated, click on the "Sign Up Invitation" button. ”

……

Afternoon.

The Huanfeng Gymnasium is almost full.

The seats of the two were in the third row, and as soon as they sat down, Qiao Yu's hand was suddenly grabbed by Xue Jingyi and placed between her thighs.

Qiao Yu was stunned for a moment, looked at her in surprise, Xue Jingyi gave him a color, and said with a smile: "Yu, why are your hands so dishonest?" ”

"Get used to it, get used to it." Qiao Yu's eyes fell on Qi Siguang who was diagonally behind, and secretly thought that it was no wonder that this was the case, it turned out that her ex-boyfriend appeared.

took the initiative to cooperate.

As soon as the words fell, Qiao Yu saw Qi Siguang purse his mouth, obviously, this trick was useless to him.

He was about to take his hand back, when he suddenly saw Qi Siguang and his current girlfriend change seats, hunched over and attached to Xue Jingyi's ear and said, "It's divided, I know you're uncomfortable, but don't look for everyone and belittle yourself." ”

Qi Siguang straightened up after speaking, bowed his head and said a few words to his girlfriend, and his girlfriend with a gloomy face turned happy, and he didn't know what to say.

Qiao Yu gritted his teeth.

A person who dumped his girlfriend for his career is embarrassed to say that others are cheap, he is really drunk.

But on this occasion, he wouldn't impulsively go up and punch him twice.

Xue Jingyi didn't look at Qi Siguang, leaned towards Qiao Yu, and whispered.

Qiao Yu thought that she wanted to step into the entertainment industry in the future, so she suppressed her psychological restraint, and as she asked, she passed her arm through her back and stopped her waist.

The first time I touched the girl's body, it was as if an electric current was transmitted from my arm to my heart, and I inadvertently withdrew a few centimeters before putting it back again.

A soft and delicate feeling came up.

For a while, I was nervous, excited, and had a little anticipation. The five flavors were so complicated that he didn't even listen to the opening sentence of the concert.

Halfway through Mo Zhuosi's first song, Qiao Yu came back to his senses and gradually adapted to the feeling of the opposite sex coming.

The young, ignorant heart has changed in distance in these few minutes.

A big boy is rapidly transforming into a man.

The light suddenly hit Qiao Yu's body.

Mo Zhuosi took the microphone and said, "This handsome guy, come up with me and sing this song "All the Way with You", right?" ”

"Huh?" Qiao Yu was stunned, and his stunned expression was reflected on the screen above.

After staying for three or five seconds, he smiled bitterly and said, "I'm sorry, I can't sing." ”

Mo Zhuosi thought he was shy, and looked at Xue Jingyi next to him, "Are you worried about what your girlfriend says about you?" ”

Mo Zhuosi changed into a tight-fitting mermaid-style cheongsam this time, with slender legs, a small half of the roundness on her chest, and a little light makeup, she was as beautiful as Xue Jingyi, but she had a little more mature charm than her.

This charm is somewhat similar to Meng Liya, and Qiao Yu couldn't help but look at it twice.

Xue Jingyi saw that he was distracted, coughed and said, "Don't worry, don't talk about you." ”

After speaking, he raised his eyebrows and motioned for him to hurry up. It's so nerve-wracking when the lights are shining!

Qiao Yu had no choice but to go up.

This time the degree of humiliation is even more excessive than singing "Big Ravine" at the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala, and after singing it stumblingly, he fled in the sighs of the audience.

I really haven't heard much of her songs.

It's not bad to sing like this, okay.