"Hey." Yanyun Matsuko nodded to Kawashima Zhenji.

She and Xuebadao had some brief exchanges on QQ, in addition to pushing each other under the PY transaction, she also talked about some ideas for online writing, or expressed her feelings about the field of online writing.

So to speak.

Suddenly, I felt that there was a feeling of gentlemen's friendship, as light as water.

Of course!

PY transactions are not counted in the friendship of gentlemen.

Originally, at the writers' annual meeting nearly two months ago, Yanyun Matsuko also made an appointment to chat with Kawashima Zhenji after the annual meeting, and have a cup of tea, but because of the wrong ticket, she left the annual meeting site early, which also made Kawashima Zhenji regret not being able to say a few words to this beautiful girl writer.

But.

Don't talk about him that time, basically all the authors were very annoyed and dissatisfied, and the crazy young man actually left the scene early.

Originally, a large number of god-level authors in the small gods made an appointment, and when the time came, they would go together to ask for a group photo or something.

If the madman doesn't agree, then it's always okay to sign it......

Outcome.

It's a pity that the Crazy Boys Club slipped away before it was over.

But this time, to be able to work with Mad Shao, Kawashima Zhenji feels that he is quite lucky, and now Mad Shao's status in the online literature industry is a little higher than him, and he is so beautiful and cute, like a little fairy in the house, what is he dissatisfied with?

Moreover, wouldn't it be beautiful to take this opportunity to have an in-depth exchange of experiences with this genius female author?

Then.

The screen returns to the first floor of the Science and Technology Building of the University of Tokyo.

Kawashima Zhenji moved his gaze to Liu Wenxi, "This is ......?" ”

"I don't know him." Songzi opened the distance between him and Liu Wenxi.

Hearing this, Kawashima Zhenji looked at this fat house and looked at Liu Wenxi with a look of scrutiny for a few seconds.

issued a subdued, intriguing, "Oh~"

He already understood, this fat man who was obviously an otaku should have leaned over to find a crazy young set. This kind of experience Kawashima Zhenji himself has encountered many times.,After encountering some little authors in reality.,The other party will come up and get acquainted.,And then take the opportunity to ask for a chapter or something.,He thinks this fat man is probably like this.。

Liu Wenxi smiled awkwardly.

The fat on his face almost squeezed his eyes into a slit.

There was despair in my heart.

He glanced at the Blood Tyrant Blade.

Glancing at the girl next to him again.

Take a step back.

He said embarrassedly: "Two great gods, no, two teachers, I won't bother......"

At this moment, Liu Wenxi's heart has set off turbulent waves, and just a few words are repeated in his mind like a repeater:

"Damn, she's a crazy boy?"

"Why is she crazy?"

"Damn, I'm actually teaching madmen to write less online articles?"

"The crazy boy is so beautiful...... Small, cute?! ”

"it!"

If he learned that Liu Wenxi actually named himself with the title of "little cutie" in his heart, Songzi was afraid that he would break his leg if he didn't turn back.

Is one meter six cute?

Is one meter six small? Is it short?

Not short at all!

Who, who said to be short?

You say the real height should be about 1.58 meters? Only 1.6 meters when you wear shoes?

And it is said that the small g is different in different places, in fact, the minimum naked height can be measured at one meter five or five?

That who, yes, is you, you come here.

Do you see the kitchen knife in my hand?

You repeat?

Looking at Kawashima Zhenji, who is about 1.85 meters tall, Yanyun Songzi raised his head with his chest up, and his temperament was compelling, "When can we enter the classroom?" Or are you waiting outside? ”

"The Great God Lecturers and Editor-in-Chief Gu, as well as some other people, have already advanced to the classroom, and I am here to pick you up outside." Kawashima said.

Frankly.

Standing with 1.85 meters, the middle-aged Kawashima Zhenji and the 1.6 meter tall Yanyun Songzi stand together, looking very much like a father and daughter.

Although Matsuko has tried his best to straighten up his body to make himself look "tall and mighty", and his expression is very calm, how do you look at it......

"It's so cute." Voices from many writers and students present.

Fantasy author group.

"Lao Tzu has seen the crazy young man himself! So cute! ”

"How's that, send a photo."

"Big guy, I heard that the crazy girl is a cute girl, why don't you rush to her? Maybe you'll be hugging your thighs, aren't you? ”

"You can also take the opportunity to lick it (funny), don't be cowardly, isn't it rumored that you can work for 30 years less if you marry a crazy young man?"

"I'll fuck you, don't forget that the crazy boy is in our group, you guys be careful. There are still 30 years to struggle, and I think you have to live 30 years less. ”

"Oh my grass, I forgot!"

……

I don't know how many minutes have passed.

Ichiro Yamada walked into the Todai Science and Technology Building with two bottles of Coke.

Pushing the door in, he saw Liu Wenxi standing at the door with a slightly dull expression.

"Give." Yamada Ichiro was particularly heroic and stuffed the cola into Liu Wenxi's hands.

And then.

He solemnly opened his arms and announced, "Five dollars." ”

Liu Wenxi came to his senses slightly, and took out a piece of ten yuan from his pocket and gave it to him.

"Hey, this errand fee should have been ten yuan, but I'll count you five yuan, so I won't look for it." Ichiro Yamada said very generously, and then unscrewed his Coke and took a sip.

This Coke is actually three dollars a bottle......

"......" Liu Wenxi turned his head to look at him, his expression was not unhappy, but a little out of the world.

It was like a demon.

It's the feeling of demons entering the body, which is very weird.

"What's wrong?" Ichiro Yamada was moved.

Could it be that this guy looks like a dead fat boy, but is actually a simple and generous good man? Don't feel sorry for money?

Then I have to let this old brother pay more, and help him, a poor ghost who is struggling on the food and clothing line.

Liu Wenxi didn't speak, his expression was gloomy, like a heavyweight ...... Ghost.

It's been almost half an hour.

The people are basically here.

At a glance, there are middle-aged men over thirty years old, most of them are obese uncles, and Ichiro Yamada, as a yellow-haired gangster, looks ten years younger here.

Sure enough, there is no harm if there is no contrast.

And then.

On the side of the first floor, the closed Nanmu carved wooden door suddenly opened, and a middle-aged man with a calm face walked out of the room behind the wooden door.

Seeing this middle-aged man, the writer students who were originally talking quietly or playing with their mobile phones got up from the waiting chairs one after another.

Everyone had done their homework before coming, and they knew that this was the editor-in-chief Gu Wenzhe, that is, their boss in charge of the editor.

"Ladies and gentlemen, come in, the great god lecturer is already in place, please set your mobile phone to vibrate, and remember not to take any unauthorized photos, once found, we will pursue legal responsibility." Editor-in-chief Gu said lightly.

Hearing his words, the writers and students walked inside with their bags, and the conversation was quiet, and they were silent for a while.

It's not that the quality of these people is high, in fact, with the threshold of online writers, the quality of these people may not be higher than that of Ichiro Yamada. But after all, everyone is not familiar with each other, and the people who are about to meet are all big names in the online literature industry, and it is normal to be nervous.

"Let's go, let's go in." Although he was curious about what happened to Liu Wenxi that made him so unrelenting, Yamada Ichiro still patted him on the shoulder and said.

"Uh-huh." Liu Wenxi nodded hurriedly.

He is in a very nervous state now, from the little cutie before...... Phew, it can be seen from the reaction of the mad young teacher just now that the crazy young man has shown great disgust and even disgust for him. Although the gods of others may not remember a little person like him, Liu Wenxi still panicked and felt desperate in his heart.

But.

Soon, he was not the only one who panicked.

After Ichiro Yamada followed the crowd into the lecture hall and sat down at random.

He looked at the podium.

The whole person is directly stupid.

This lecture hall is very spacious, at least three or four hundred people can sit without being crowded, and at the front is a large podium 20 centimeters above the ground and more than ten meters long.

The big podium is very long, there are a total of nine positions from left to right, except for the position with the "Gu Wenzhe" sign is empty, the other seats are full of people, looking at the sign is the great god lecturers this time, as well as the members of the composition association who came to listen to the lecture, the professors of the Department of Chinese of Tokyo University, etc., and not far away there is a photographer carrying a camera is photographing these writers and students who are slowly seated.

But that's not the point.

The point is that Ichiro Yamada saw a very familiar girl in the middle of the podium.

The girl looked immature, her expression was calm, and she exuded a sense of maturity that did not belong to an underage girl.

Yes.

When he saw her, Ichiro Yamada was stupid.

He felt that he might have masturbated too much and hallucinated, otherwise how could he see such a familiar person on such an occasion and in such an important seat?

What the hell is this?

And then.

Ichiro Yamada read the sign on her desk clearly.

"Instructor of the Great God: Crazy Youth"

Suddenly, his lower body began to ache faintly.