It Would Be Great If I Could Be a Copywriter

A certain award ceremony, in a hotel booked by a certain point.

"Editor-in-chief, will vampires also participate in this event?"

Ming You, the editor-in-chief of the supernatural division, sat on a seat in the hall, beside him was Li Shi, the editor-in-chief of the supernatural division.

"I will participate." Master Li took a sip of tea, and glanced at him lightly, his heart still.

But Mingyou had a nervous expression: "Really? Have you confirmed it?"

"I said why are you so worried about gain and loss? Since you came here, you have asked me no less than ten times, right?"

Master Li couldn't help turning his head.

"Editor-in-chief, I, I'm excited... I'm also a fan of Dou Po, and it's the first time I've signed such an awesome author, so..."

"Okay, okay, it's confirmed, the vampire will come, he is the pillar of the fantasy side, how could he be absent."

Like this, Mingyou fell silent only after getting confirmation from the editor-in-chief for an unknown number of times.

But before it stopped for a while, he soon started yelling again.

"Look, editor-in-chief, a cute little girl comes in!"

Ming You poked Master Li who was at the side.

Master Li frowned, he had just started a game of King Pesticide, and then Mingyou came to disturb him again.

Hey, do you think your kid is annoying? Are you familiar with playing games and blowing water together, and now you don’t know how to respect your boss, and you can’t tell which is more important?

Complaining in his heart, Master Li looked up impatiently.

Then he couldn't take his eyes off.

The little girl at the door looks about sixteen or seventeen years old. She has long black hair and a delicate face like a porcelain doll. .

"It's so cute."

Master Li's first reaction was, which author brought his daughter here.

Really, I clearly said that I can't bring my family.

In my heart, I want to talk to the guardian of this little girl, but she is so cute...

He couldn't take his eyes off and glanced at the little girl several times, and then he came back to his senses, and loaded half of the king's pesticide level in his phone.

Just kidding, how can games be more important than watching kawaii girls?

After observing the surroundings again, Master Li soon noticed a handsome young man next to the little girl. He had short black hair and his brows looked a bit like the little girl.

Master Li was startled when he saw it.

Think of some bad things.

Good guy, this father is so young?

ghost?

I'm going to call the police, really.

The various editors and authors around also began to discuss in low voices.

"My God, what's the matter with this little girl? Are you going with me?"

"Don't be kidding, there are less than ten girls who are eligible to attend this event. There is absolutely no such young girl."

"It's too young, it looks like it's only sixteen years old... maybe even lower."

"Ah, it's so cute. If only my daughter could grow up to be this cute."

"Emmm, don't you think she looks familiar? And the young guy next to her."

"Could it be a relative of a certain high-level?"

"Impossible, I have participated in this kind of event several times, and I have never seen such a beautiful girl." A signed editor couldn't help expressing his opinion.

"I heard that the high-level executives at a certain point are all eating chicken legs and playing tender models... Maybe not, hehe."

"Brother, I would like to remind you that starting in three years, the maximum penalty is death." A man with a Chinese face patted the shoulder of the person in front of him.

"Hey, do you think I'm a pervert?" The man was annoyed.

"Do you think?"

"..."

At the door, Su Chen and Su Xiaoxiao entered the hall smoothly. Since there was an electronic version of the invitation letter, the journey was unimpeded.

After arriving at the place, amidst the discussions of a large group of authors and editors, the little girl chattered non-stop.

"Look bro,

I'll just say it! There are all middle-aged uncles here, and there is nothing to see at all. "

"Hey! Keep your voice down, this place is full of writers above a certain level."

Su Chen hurriedly stopped Su Xiaoxiao, he didn't want to be like he was in the pedestrian street at noon today, the map cannon will be sanctioned, okay?

"What's wrong! Why don't you tell me the truth? Uhhhh..."

The little girl who talked more and more vigorously was covered by Su Chen.

"Be honest and listen carefully. I'm going to the second floor to find an editor to sign a contract. You stay here and don't cause trouble. Find table one and sit quietly. That's my seat this time, with a pseudonym on it. Sign, don’t sit on the wrong seat, do you hear me?”

Su Chen lowered his voice, opened the dead fish eyes, and said to Su Xiaoxiao in a warning tone.

This is a writer's dinner, not an anchor competition. Su Xiaoxiao's style of making troubles and messing around is definitely not applicable here.

"No no no!"

The latter nodded desperately under his dangerous gaze, but because Su Chen covered his mouth, he could only make an indistinct whining sound.

That's right, the editor-in-charge had already informed him before coming here, this time, award-winning writers like the top platinum ones will be arranged at table No. very high.

"Then I'll go to the second floor now."

Seeing Su Xiaoxiao's terrified eyes, Su Chen nodded in satisfaction, and let go of her small mouth.

"I'll be back soon, please don't make trouble."

The little girl nodded obediently again.

It's just hard to determine whether it's really cute or pretending to be cute.

But Su Chen didn't have time to confirm so much, and finally gave the little girl another profound instruction, and he hurried upstairs.

Speaking of which, it was really lucky this time. It was such a huge writers' dinner, with a three-digit number of people, and no one really recognized the identities of the two of them.

Well, maybe it also has something to do with the writer's age group.

For example, some best-selling authors are at least in their thirties, and some even children can play soy sauce. How can they have time to watch live broadcasts every day?

With this in mind, Su Chen quickly found the No. 6 private room on the second floor that Bai Yu had mentioned.

Taking a deep breath, he knocked lightly on the door.

"Please come in."

A calm voice came from inside.

For some reason, Su Chen felt that this scene was very similar to that of students going to the teaching office.

But I am not a student, and the editor inside is not the dean.

call.

Do you seem a little nervous?

md It's just a certain activity in a parallel world. The social people in my two lifetimes are almost fifty years old together, so nervous!

Thinking of this, Su Chen suddenly had a plan in mind.

Yes, they are just a group of natives from another world. In their eyes, I am a porter, but I am like a great writer in the future!

So Su Chen's aura changed instantly, and the last bit of strange emotion in his heart was swept away.

After simply tidying up his appearance, he pushed open the door, with a calm expression, and strode forward.

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