"You must be mistaken!" The brain-dead fan quickly replied to the message.

"Our goddess never pays attention to those who are messy!"

"That is, the goddess is the flower of kaolin, and the attention on Weibo has been zero until now, okay?"

"Even though the goddess is a woman like me, I still have to say that the first time I saw her, my phantom limbs grew! Don't let her be treated specially! The peach is not going to work! ”

"What if Momo's death is a good friend of the goddess?"

"I don't believe it! Since the goddess entered the circle, except for taking photos, she has never been a fan of those people, she is the coldest sister paper I have ever seen. ”

"That's it, I've been mixed up for four or five years, why haven't I seen her play well with the goddess before?"

“+1……”

“+10086……”

The name of the peach is known to Wen Cha, it is this person who got the original owner's original album from Cao Meng, and his career has been smooth sailing since then.

Wen Cha was more indifferent to her, she reached out and brushed the homepage of Cunmo, and saw that Cunmo really only paid attention to Taozhi's death, and somehow felt a little diaphragmatic in her heart, she went to look at Taozhi's Weibo again, and the one at the top of the top was written by Cunmo.

Peach of the Dead V: The commemoration will be a cooperation, I didn't expect to be remembered by the top goddess @ Cunmo, it's really a blessing for three lives, I am also a big brainless fan, I hope to be able to turn over my brand [picture]

The picture is accompanied by the cos character of Cun Mo at the commemorative meeting, which is taken very clearly, and it seems that the two really intersect.

Wen Cha was silent for a moment, and then turned his hand and turned off the ink.

The goddess is indeed a goddess, but in the end, she is raised by the clouds, and she can't cultivate a little friendship.

She turned off Weibo and turned around and began to write her own lyrics.

She can't make the song for the time being, but the lyrics can still be tried.

On July 17th, that day, Wencha took a plane to City B early in the morning.

The comic con is held in a two-storey library and is co-organized by singers, writers, manga artists, and coser.

Cao Meng pulled Wen Cha backstage, and after she changed her clothes, she went with Fu Ze.

Wen Cha didn't wear Hanfu this time, changed into a light blue knee-length pleated skirt, combed her ball-hair, and put on light makeup.

She put the prepared half-face mask on her face and waited quietly for the time to go on stage.

As soon as Shi Mo entered the venue, he recognized the girl at a glance.

She is not wearing an ancient costume today, for the signing party, she changed into a light pink European-style dress, curled up her long hair, fixed it with a pearl hairpin, and had a little arrogance on her face, looking like a noble lady who came out of an oil painting.

Wen Cha noticed her gaze, looked back at her, was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Her strange and indifferent gaze made Shi Mo frown: "What's wrong with you today?"

Wen Cha was confused, "Huh? ”

"Didn't we meet yesterday?" Shi Mo walked up to her and said a little strangely, "You don't remember?" ”

Wen Cha: "......" didn't understand what this person was talking about at all.

She took a deep breath and smiled as she reminded, "You may have recognized the wrong person."

Shi Mo's fingers suddenly tightened, and he shouted neither high nor low: "Peach?"

Wen Cha: "............" Is she very similar to Momo's death?

"I'm not a peach," the smile on Wen Cha's face began to fade, "You really recognize the wrong person." ”

After saying that, she also pointed to the changing room not far away, "Momo's death should still be changing, if you want to find her, you can go there and wait, she should come out soon." ”

After speaking, she didn't talk again, and after hearing the host call her name, Shi Shiran walked up.

I didn't notice how stiff Shi Mo was standing in place.

Suffered......

The stylist standing behind Shi Mo suddenly had a bitter face, this guy recognized the wrong person under her misdirection, and now the little girl doesn't plan to take care of her.

"That ......" the stylist secretly pointed at each other, "I'm sorry, I didn't know she wasn't a peach, if I knew, I wouldn't talk nonsense......"

Shi Mo didn't speak, and a cold femininity burst out of his eyes.

After Tao Yao changed her clothes, she walked out of the changing room, and saw Shi Mo not far away in less than two steps, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she hurriedly greeted her.

"Inch!" She called out to the newly recognized goddess and hung on Shi Mo's body like a pendant, "It's really you!" ”

Shi Mo glanced back at her, she also wore a half-face mask, but she could see at a glance that the appearance under the mask was different from Wen Cha's.

The skin is dark, the nose is slightly collapsed, the eyes are blank, and the temperament is dark, and she is not a person in her impression.

Shi Mo's brows furrowed, and his thin lips opened lightly: "Peach?"

"It's me!" Tao Yao responded in surprise, and said with a smile: "It's the peach who made an appointment with you yesterday, but I didn't expect you to really wait for me here."

"I'm sorry," Shi Mo reached out and tore her away from her, the joy in his heart turned into ice, "I recognized the wrong person before." ”

"What?" Tao Yao didn't react a little, she wondered, "What did you recognize the wrong person?"

Shi Mo closed his eyes and resisted the urge to beat himself up for a while.

"I'm sorry." She said solemnly, "I'm not looking for you."

No matter how stupid Tao Yao was, she understood at this time, and she said tentatively: "What do you mean...... You think I'm someone else? ”

"I'm sorry, I apologize to you," Shi Mo turned his head to look at the smiling girl on the stage, feeling extremely uncomfortable, "I hope you don't contact me again in the future." ”

Tao Yao's happy expression instantly froze.

She was silent for a moment and whispered, "You admit your mistake, can you still be friends with me?" I don't mind that. ”

Shi Mo didn't answer her words, but her indifferent expression spoke for itself.

Tao Yao immediately became angry, "If you recognized the wrong person and came to me, then we should be friends now, right?" I like you a lot, and I want to make you a friend. ”

Shi Mo didn't know what to say at all, she had a small social circle and didn't meet many people, and after finding out that she had done something wrong, what she wanted to do most was not to make a mistake, but to get back on track.

She didn't want to waste time for someone who wasn't interested.

But Tao Yao didn't think so.

"Apologizing doesn't work for me, you can be friends with me if you want, and I won't accept anything else."

A trace of disgust crossed Shi Mo's eyes.

When she saw Tao Yao's Weibo, she recognized Tao Yao as warm tea, hesitated for a moment before sending a private message to Tao Yao, mentioning that she wanted to return the headdress to her, Tao Yao didn't ask anything at that time, so she agreed, and posted a Weibo that she wanted to be friends with.

She didn't think too much about it, thinking that Tao Yao was warm tea, so she paid attention to it, and made an appointment yesterday to return the accessories to Tao Yao, but it turned out that everything was fake.