Chapter 85

Gou Yue was in a good mood because he saw that he was a beautiful woman, but the other party ruined the atmosphere as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Well, you can call my name Gou Yue directly, or call me editor."

"All right," Simon nodded, "so Gou... Editor, are you here to take us in?"

"Er, yes." Gou Yue wants to make complaints about it. Do not think that there is a pause in the middle, he will think that this is a change. But forget it, now is not the time to worry.

"Then let's go in quickly." Simon Qing was relieved that he had not been beaten in the face in front of the pupils, and urged Gou Yue to take them in.

Gou Yue took the three of them around the Middle East of the stadium and finally came to the football field in the middle of the stadium. The main venue of the signing meeting is here. You can see a path separated by isolation belt, which is full of people.

One by one, they are holding the booklet of working cells, looking forward to meeting the author on the stage.

Song Yunwu was sitting there, signing a local book, and then talking to the readers.

Because there are too many people, each reader can only stay for 5 seconds after she writes her name. After a long time, security guards will come up and pull people away.

"It's like touching hands." Simon Qing attended idol's touching hands when Dalong was still there, and the mode is almost the same as now.

"Simon, this way, please." Gou Yue motioned Simon Qing to follow him on the stage.

Simon didn't know why, so he said, "why?"

"Teacher Song said," Gou Yue said, "go up and ask her."

Simon Qing shook her head and said, "No." she had an ominous feeling.

As a result, song Yunwu found her before she could leave. The latter immediately stopped signing, ran over and grabbed her: "run what! Come here!"

"What are you doing? What are you pulling me for?" XiMenqing wanted to struggle, but the center of the stadium was open-air. As soon as she was exposed to the sun, she suddenly lost her strength and had to let song Yunwu drag her onto the stage.

"Of course, help me sign together," Song Yun danced. "I didn't expect so many people to come in such a cold day. My hands will break if it goes on like this. Now that you're here, help me share it. I'll let them prepare the sunshade."

XiMenqing saw that there was indeed a sunshade borrowed from a canteen on the platform. She was pressed under the umbrella as if she were on an isolated island and couldn't go out at all.

"You're so cruel, charterer!" Simon Qing didn't expect to be cheated.

Song Yunwu ignored her, picked up a nearby microphone and said to the readers who were still waiting in line: "Let me explain to you that dance feeling is a double group. I am the 'Dance' responsible for painting, and the one next to me is the 'feeling' responsible for the story script. The two of us together are 'dance feeling', so we will sign for you next. However, in order to be fair to the readers in front, we will not sign the same book. You can do it yourself Choose one of us to sign for you. "

"Lazy, lazy, what is fair? You can really make complaints about it." Simon whispered with emotion. "It is worthy of the capitalist generation. The means of exploiting people are set in one set."

She is suffering here, but the readers below are crazy.

"What!? was the dance teacher a group name?"

"Two people? Responsible for the dance of the painting and the love of the story?"

"Hey, you see, that 'Qing' teacher is so beautiful!"

"Really, oh, shit! How can it be so beautiful! Who can stand it?"

"Isn't she really a star? Mom, I feel like I'm in love."

……

Of course, some people doubt it.

"Really? Shouldn't there be too many people coming? Just find a net red to make up the number?"

"Yes, I haven't heard of two dance teachers before. And even so, why did the second one come so late?"

"I just saw that she seemed to have been pulled up. What's the matter?"

……

However, such doubts were soon dispelled.

Because as like as two peas, "I am!" you are blind! Do you not see "love"? Is the teacher just like the fairy sister? How can it be temporary?

"I'll go. It's true! I said how so familiar. It turns out that sister immortal really has a realistic prototype!"

"I, I actually saw the fairy sister in reality! Mom, I feel like I'm suffocating!"

"Fairy sister is so beautiful! Why so beautiful!? ah ~ I'm dead!"

……

The queue suddenly became chaotic. Fortunately, the staff sorted it out in time, so it didn't get worse.

However, no one doubted that Ximen Qing was one of the "dance feelings". On the contrary, when the unit lined up, more people ran to Ximen Qing, which made song Yunwu have fun for a long time.

"Damn it!" Ximen was so distressed that he couldn't say, "damn charterer, deliberately pretending to be ugly and pit me! I said I would iron your hair!"

But in desperation, she had to sign her readers one by one and talk a few words when she wrote.

Of course, she responds more passively. Sometimes she may say "eh" and "ah".

It's written. It's a fat house. Simon Qing didn't mean to look down on people. He just thought the fat house looked familiar. He looked up at him while signing his name.

The latter was also very nervous when she looked at it like this: "teacher, Hello, I have your book, I like it very much."

"What?" Ximen Qing's pen shook, and the "Xi" part of dance feeling was directly written into a counter text by her.

Simon's feeling was confused when she heard this. Why didn't she know she had written a book? And looking at the dead fat house, have you licked it?

"What are you talking about? Where did I get the book?"

"That's it!" feizhai wiped the sweat on his forehead nervously. "Jianniang, that, Xihe."

"Oh!" Simon Qing suddenly realized when he heard the speech. At the same time, he also remembered who the fat house was. "I remember! You were the first person in Manzhan to buy our books at that time, and bought 10 at one go!"

"Ah! Do you remember me!" Lucheng was overjoyed. Unexpectedly, he was remembered.

"Hehe, of course I remember." Ximen said in his heart. It's not so easy to forget such a wronged head.

"I..." Lucheng wanted to say something more, but it was a pity that the time came and the security guard came up and forcibly took him away.

Before stepping down, Lucheng grabbed the cartoon just signed and shouted, "dance teacher! I love you forever ~ ~ ~"

"EH -" Ximen Qing shuddered, "Si Zhai steamed goose heart, I'm not your wife. Why do you want you to love me forever?"