"Okay, this farce is over, and here is the singing performance that Meow Jun will bring us!"

Bang bang, the applause below is endless. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Music plays!

Mu Ling took a deep breath and began her path to godhood.

“...... You're my little apple, I can't love you enough...... Light up the fire of my life! ”

After a song, Mu Ling still maintained a posture of raising one hand to the sky.

However, the relatives below are stiff, what's going on with such a feeling melody? How did you come to think so much about following the humming tune?

Even the body involuntarily swayed with it!!

"Do you like it?"

The host who came to his senses hurriedly led the crowd.

"Love !!"

"Shall we do it all over again?" He won't say that he actually wants to listen to it again, this song is poisonous!

Mu Ling held her forehead, have you considered her feelings?

Helplessly, the music sounded again, and the scores were all humming the tune for professionals to compose when she was in Beishi, in short, it was not easy to sing this song here.

"Everyone, come, sing along with me!" Learning from the interactive sessions of the singers on TV, Mu Ling also mobilized the atmosphere and received a warm response.

"You're my little apple......"

The fans below also followed suit, and by the way, they also imitated the movements.

It's magical! This song!

Mu Ling didn't know that just because of one of her songs at this meeting, it poisoned the ears of thousands of people, and even more aspiring young people adapted it to make it popular.

After the song, Mu Ling smiled politely, and without waiting for the host to say it again, she stepped down by herself.

Holding her mouth open, a staff member led her to the area she was responsible for.

Ah, why does it look like an animal on display?

Each author is divided into sections, and each area has only a two-person road, which is responsible for signing autographs for fans.

After waiting for a while, the red carpet process was over, and the audience outside also entered the venue one after another, looking for their favorite authors.

Mu Ling sat upright like this, with a puffy skirt and a delicate face, just like a doll.

It didn't take long for the aisle in front of her to be crowded with people, and there were even staff members maintaining order.

Everything was ready, the interactive session officially began, and Mu Ling ushered in her first fan.

"Meow-kun! Haha, guess who I am! A girl who looked like a second-year secondary school girl suddenly appeared, and without saying a word, she threw herself on the table in front of Mu Ling.

Uh, Mu Ling actually wanted to answer: In the vast sea of people, how do I know who you are?

But good etiquette made her politely guess, "Harem Miss?" ”

"Ahhhh

Uh, did she make a mistake?

"Meow-kun, can you give me a dozen autographs? My friends didn't get this ticket, they adore you! ”

Will there be no worship in the harem?

Mu Ling nodded timidly, the reader's first request, she has to sell face, besides, she is still her hardcore fan.

"Ahhhh

Dear, is it really good to be so excited?

"Ah yes, I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Yang Jing, and I've been paying attention to Meow Jun since the beginning of the Nightmare!" The girls were laughing the whole time, very sunny.

After expressing her friendly kindness, Mu Ling took out a stack of postcards from under the table, with the cover of "The Last Days" printed on it.

She signed a few high-end names neatly, and she even sent a blessing.

"Meow Jun, I really didn't expect you, you are younger than me, my mother said that chasing books has an impact on learning, I must tell her when I go back, the author is still a prodigy every day!" Holding the autograph happily, Yang Jing left directly after saying goodbye.

Every fan's time is limited, after all, the author can't sit here every day and chat with them.

Mu Ling looked at the team behind her and found that her fans were all male, and she was also a male frequent.

But this is from a child to an old gentleman, there are all of them, which is a bit unexpected by Mu Ling, and she didn't expect to be so famous.

Next is the routine stage, Mu Ling's whole mouth is almost stiff, and her hands are almost numb, but looking at the long and endless team, there seems to be something wrong in her heart, so she can't help but be bored and don't complain.

Unexpectedly, there was an uninvited guest in the team.

It turned out to be a sausage mouth.

"This lady, your area is over there, please don't wander around." The staff saw it and came up to advise.

"What's the noise? Who wouldn't let me be a reader? ”

The dachshund glanced at her cold position, and there was some dissatisfaction in his eyes.

She started with the theme of Meow Jun, and now her income is much better than her original, so she has already booked a ticket and is ready to ask for an autograph to increase her fairy energy.

Who knows, providence made people make this kind of thing.

Now, the feud is also over, which is equivalent to the point where either you die or I die, so she is ready to find fault.

She wouldn't believe that Meow Jun was a child, she had studied "The Last Days" and found that the language in it was often very meaningful, how could the author be a primary school student.

Mu Ling was bending down at this time to take a postcard from the table, but she was startled by a knock on the table.

"Little girl, I advise you to go back and forth, don't really expose it, you and Meow Jun are not good people!"

The words of the sausage mouth were very frivolous, and some readers in the back couldn't stand it and wanted to go up to help Mu Ling, but they were stopped by the staff.

There was nothing out of the ordinary in the dachshund mouth, and they didn't have the right to take her down.

"Auntie, I don't seem to have offended you anything, why do you always pick on my thorns?"

Mu Ling doesn't understand, is it wrong for her to go to the waiting hall? Will she have a meeting at fault?

She was, deeply!

"Heh, what do you mean by picking thorns? You're an impostor, come, tell me, what about your parents? The sausage mouth looked confident, as if he believed that Mu Ling's parents were the real authors.

"Hey, how many times do you want me to say it, I'm Meow Jun, if you're so interested in me, it's better to be friends with me, just scolding like this will only make people think that you have no quality!"

"Hmph, a cheater like you is really unqualified......" The dachshund mouth wanted to continue, but was pulled out by the staff next to him.

"Put me down, you doglegs......"

Loud voices echoed throughout the center, and even echoes could be heard.

Sending away such a difficult opponent, Mu Ling exhaled a breath of turbidity, settled down, and began to sign silently.

Just thinking that I would have to sit in Jiangshi for a day tomorrow, my body suddenly shook, hey, it was considered to exercise perseverance.

Mu Ling looked at Wu Ying curiously, because the two of them were in the same district, so the competition was more obvious, and subconsciously compared the number of fans behind the two, as far as it seems, they are all about the same.

I don't know what the ending of the final ending is. (To be continued.) )