Mu Jingheng looked at the man on the side and said, "Third brother, Yin Shiqiong also has so many fans?" ”

Jun Yexuan sneered, "Don't you know that there is a word called extras?" ”

Mu Jingheng slapped his head, "No wonder, how I said that all of them are about the same age." Invite so many people, this person has really paid a lot of money in order not to lose his position in front of his sister-in-law! ”

Qi Yuyang on the side slapped the table, "Don't call my sister that!" ”

Mu Jingheng: ""

Not only the host and them, but even the media people present also saw this, and looked at each other and said:

"Why are fans of all ages and at all levels, and Yin Shiqiong is basically a little girl?"

Another said: "I think it's strange too. ”

A female reporter said: "And you see, the fans over there are excited when they see Fengci, asking for a sign and a group photo, and there are many gifts."

On the other hand, on Yin Shiqiong's side, many fans have indifferent expressions, as if they are going through the process to complete a task. ”

Another media person continued: "Also, you see that there are many uncles over there with beer bellies, the Mediterranean Sea, and leather shoes!"

And looking at the clothes on their bodies, they look like entrepreneurs.

I've recorded so many writers' book signings, and no writer has the ability to make such high-ranking people of status condescend to line up for autographs, and so many at once! ”

"The rhetoric really lives up to its name!"

Yin Shiqiong listened to the discussion of the media people on the side, and the smile on her face was almost untenable.

Especially the people who came to her for autographs were so disrespectful, as if she was rushing to stick their hot faces to their cold ass!

Looking at the scene of fans chasing Qiao Qing on the other side, she was almost crazy with jealousy!

Guo Yunxia, the editor-in-chief next to her, also had an ugly face, and she was about to enter the lounge after watching it for a while.

When passing by Sun Jing's side, Sun Jing smiled and said, "Editor-in-chief Guo, why do you want to slip away?" ”

Guo Yunxia pinched her eyebrows, glared at her, and entered the lounge without saying a word.

After waiting for an hour, the host said on time: "Okay, it's time for the intermission, and let's let our two beautiful writers take a break, don't get tired." ”

After her words fell, Yin Shiqiong returned to the lounge with a gloomy face.

After closing the door, he looked at Guo Yunxia on the sofa and said, "Sister Xia, why are the people you invited me all little girls?" ”

Guo Yunxia glanced at her angrily, "Aren't most of your readers also little girls?" And that's all you give for the appearance fee, and you have to invite so many people, I can only invite you to this kind of little girl who has no strong desire for money. ”

Yin Shiqiong choked suddenly, "Then let's let them dedicate themselves to it, right?" One or two like I owe them, have you ever seen such an indifferent fan as an idol? ”

Guo Yunxia said: "Everyone has invited you, what else do you want?" ”

After speaking, she felt speechless again, softened her tone and said good words:

"You're still very powerful, at least the most outstanding one among the people I bring, and the wind is just showing up, and your popularity is so high.

Now that they have begun to compare identities, do you have anyone who is more authoritative in literature and has an understanding of identity? ”

Yin Shiqiong thought for a while, "Yes." ”

Since Yin Shiqiong entered the lounge, Qiao Qing did not enter.

As soon as the twenty-minute break passed, Yin Shiqiong and Guo Yunxia walked out together, their faces no longer as ugly as they were just now.

At the prompting of the moderator, a new round of signatures begins.

About half an hour passed, and a man walked into the exhibition hall.

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