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Chapter 226 Liu Zheng It turns out that I am the redundant one

Chapter 226 Liu Zheng It turns out that I am the redundant one
"Oh~"

All the authors who could speak cheered.

"As usual, the first person to go on stage will receive a set of my autographed albums. If you become the super dancer of this dance battle, you can also get a set of my photo albums."

The black cat struck a pose that she thought was sexy, causing a burst of laughter.

Although it is not sexy, it is still very cute. Especially although it is a black cat, its paws are pink, which looks quite attractive.

"Senior, if you can dance, why not go up and give it a try."

The novelist whispered.

"Forget it. I'm not interested in prizes."

Liu Zheng's heart skipped a beat, then he shook his head.

If the Fool was just an ordinary black cat, then he would be quite interested.

But collecting photos of a cat that can talk and write books seems a bit perverted.

"Those prizes are just giveaways, the dance battle itself is the reward."

The novelist said.

"Is that so? Is there any danger?"

Liu Zheng asked cautiously.

"For today's seniors, there shouldn't be any."

The novelist said as he glanced at the legendary vest on him.

"If I have to say it, it might be embarrassing."

She covered her mouth and laughed.

"Well, it's just embarrassing, just sprinkle some water."

Liu Zheng said nonchalantly.

"I come!"

He raised his tentacle high and spoke loudly.

With the bonus of his high physique, his voice was also quite loud, and his roar echoed throughout the entire arena.

Since you have decided to participate, you might as well be the first one and get more prizes.

"Well, Mr. Delivery Man is worthy of being the winner of the last round. He is full of confidence."

The black cat was also very happy to see this.

Although dancing battles are one of the benefits of the Writers Association, not every writer is willing to endure the pain of the process.

Moreover, most writers are relatively introverted and closed, so it is not easy to get them to take the initiative to jump out and be the first to speak out.

Therefore, there are many occasions when dance battles become dull.

Although the black cat can be forcibly designated by random drawing, it is always a bit awkward.

Liu Zheng volunteered to be the first one, which helped it out.

"Mr. Delivery Man, please come up to the stage."

It said enthusiastically.

Liu Zheng did not hesitate and strode towards the center stage.

When he walked to the bottom of the stage, a stone pillar automatically rose from under his feet and lifted him to the same height as the stage.

"The first defender has appeared, so who will be the first attacker?"

As soon as Liu Zheng jumped onto the stage and stood still, Black Cat immediately spoke loudly.

"I come!"

To the black cat's surprise, someone responded as soon as it finished speaking.

Liu Zheng looked in the direction of the sound and frowned.

Because the person who wants to challenge him is none other than Hiashikibu.

"Okay, okay, please ask Miss Hishikibu to come to the stage."

Chat Noir said excitedly.

It was also very happy that the first pair of people for the dance battle were gathered so quickly.

In the past, this step would take at least ten minutes.

Although there was a bit of tension between the two people, the more intense the dance battle was, the better the effect was and the more exciting the scene was.

Anyway, with it watching, nothing serious will happen.

Hishikibu quickly came onto the stage, staring at Liu Zheng with her bloodshot eyes.

"I'll give you a chance. Give up that woman and be my man. I can give you everything she can give you. I can also give you everything she can't give you."

Hiashikibu's tone was still strong, but there was a hint of charm in her eyes.

She is not just talking nonsense either, as she has a strong background as a novelist and her family background is equally prominent.

"Not interested in."

Liu Zheng refused without hesitation.

"Why? Are you still pursuing loyalty?"

Hiashikibu sneered.

"If I say yes, do you believe me?"

He asked rhetorically.

"letter."

Hishikibu said simply.

People who can carry the five virtues are inherently eccentric, so it's normal for their views on love to be even more eccentric.

"If that's the case, then I must get you even more." It's not because she thinks Liu Zheng is so attractive, but because this will be a better slap in the face of the novelist.

"Well, that's not the reason. The reason I rejected you is very simple, but I'm afraid you don't dare to listen."

He shook his head.

"What a joke! I'm afraid you won't dare to say it."

Hiashikibu said proudly.

"Well, this is what you asked for."

Liu Zheng looked at her with pity, then turned to the black cat.

"Master Fool, can you give me your microphone so I can use it?"

he asked.

"of course."

Black Cat happily handed him the microphone.

Of course it could see that Liu was going to cause trouble, and the other authors saw it too, but no one intended to stop it.

This group of authors are essentially a bunch of guys who like to watch the fun and no matter how much trouble they make.

The authors of Metropolitan are no exception, if not even more so.

"Hey, can you hear me?"

Liu Zheng slapped the microphone a few times and then said, "Just like a third-rate wedding host."

"I can hear you."

Some authors responded.

"Very good. So this one, uh..."

Liu Zheng paused, as if he had forgotten the name of the woman in front of him.

"This is Miss Hishikibu."

The black cat reminded enthusiastically.

"Okay. Then Miss Hishikibu, I will answer your question in front of everyone."

"The reason why I rejected you is very simple, that is because~"

Liu Zheng drew out his voice.

"You are so ugly~"

"Too ugly~"

"Too ugly~"

He spoke in a clear broadcasting voice and added his own echo.

"I have said what I want to say. Thank you everyone."

Liu Zheng bowed and returned the microphone to Black Cat.

The Colosseum fell into an eerie silence for a second, and then
"Ha ha ha ha!!!!"

Thunderous laughter broke out one after another, and the party suddenly turned into a sea of ​​joy.

Then, a shrill scream pierced through all the laughter.

"You deserve to die!"

Hishikibu's face was horrible, and her injured eyeball was cracked because she exerted too much force.

Two ghost claws pried open the cracked pupils and crawled out, and two identical eyes grew on the back of the ghost claws' hands.

After enduring such humiliation in public, she must kill this human being on the spot!

"stop!"

However, the black cat stood between the two.

"Fool, are you really going to deal with me for an outsider?"

Hishikibu said sternly.

The ghost claw waved its claws in the air, but ultimately did not move forward.

"I'm just maintaining order at the dance. Besides, since the delivery man won the competition, he is not an outsider."

"Since you took the initiative to provoke others, you should accept their counterattack."

"I know that you are used to being arrogant outside and you don't even take the Public Security Bureau seriously."

"But this is the Writers Association, you have to abide by the association's rules."

The black cat's pupils turned into dangerous vertical pupils, like a lion ready to hunt.

"The president has rarely appeared in recent years, and several vice presidents have also faced a lack of inspiration. Their later years are unknown and they don't take care of things much."

"Some people think they can stir up trouble and bring outside practices into the association."

"Although I haven't become vice president yet, I think I have the qualifications to manage the association."

"If you challenge the rules of the association again, I will turn you into a cover and personally send you to the Fujiwara family's official residence!"

"Everyone here, who is in favor and who is against?"

The black cat's eyes were fixed on Hishikibu, but his peripheral vision was scanning the entire arena.

No one objected, including those platinum authors, and the whole place was silent.

Even many authors showed smiles of approval on their faces.

Indeed, the Writers Association has been a bit dirty in recent years and it’s time to clean it up.

Liu Zheng, who was standing there working, had a strange expression on his face.

It seemed like he was being used as a knife to kill someone with someone else's knife.

(End of this chapter)

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