even if you are a man

Not long after, a middle-aged man who looked to be in his 60s or [-]s took the seat on Xu Yanting's left.The girl on Xu Yanting's right looked a little surprised, then hesitated for a while and said, "Well, I'm sorry, this seat is occupied."

The middle-aged man nodded to her, "He switched seats with me."

The girl hesitated and said, "Are you... from the Aluo group, which is a cat?"

"Ah."

"..." The girl was immediately in awe of A Luo, who is a cat. To have such a middle-aged true fan, her writing must be incredible!

Afterwards, the Green Tree [-]th Anniversary Author Meeting started with the speech of Green Tree boss Luo Pei.

Like most leaders speaking, everyone clapped politely and stopped listening. After he finished speaking, everyone clapped again to celebrate the official start of the meeting.

During Luo Pei's speech, Xu Yanting always felt that the middle-aged man sitting on the left was looking at himself and the girl on the right from time to time.He turned his head and met the middle-aged man's probing eyes.But it was obvious that he had discovered it, but the middle-aged man was not nervous, but nodded at him without changing his expression.

Xu Yanting paused for a moment, then turned back to look at the stage.

At this time, Song Xiangzheng was very nervous inside, but calm on the surface, and he walked onto the stage pretentiously.

"Ahhh, this is the sword god!" The girl on Xu Yanting's right couldn't help but yelled in a low voice, "Why are you wearing a mask! Why!"

Today Song Xiang is wearing a shirt and a sweater. Although he is quite weak, his body proportions and frame are not bad. In addition, he is fair and elegant, so he looks very suitable. He looks like a gentle man when he is not moving or talking Sunshine big warm man.

So Xu Yanting then heard the girl intoxicated say: "It doesn't matter, she's still so handsome wearing a mask, alas, as expected of my husband."

Xu Yanting: "..."

"Hi everyone, I'm Daxia Longque." Song Xiang held the microphone in one hand and raised the other to shake it at everyone.

The image of a warm man collapsed in an instant, and he became a lazy, gentle scum in a blink of an eye.

The girl next to Xu Yanting had already taken out her mobile phone to snap a photo of Song Xiang, while still talking to someone, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhestestestestestestestest to speak bestest thane thane', and a little bit bad-bellied, and a little bad." Bad. Why is my husband so handsome? I don’t know if he will like my wife who has never masked me, so shy.”

Xu Yanting felt that he might have met an opponent in the aspect of "who is the true fan of Sword God".

"Cough. I shouldn't be the one who came up." Song Xiang paused, "After all, we have a lot of money on Qingshu.com, so the host can still afford it."

Everyone laughed in unison.

"But due to the dietary reasons that we are not convenient to disclose, the host fell to the front line of the profession. The situation was urgent, and everyone chose to push me up. Because I was the only one wearing a mask, even if I said something wrong, everyone would not be able to call me when I left this door. It's up to me. In short, I hope everyone can tolerate me a lot, if you really can't tolerate it, then... I can't help it."

Song Xiang spread his hands, and then made a small piece of paper out of nowhere, "Okay, let's enter the first session, the author's performance. The first performer, Uncle Fan, is represented by "Master Master Master Master Master" ". His performance program is...a boulder in the chest. Please applaud and welcome!"

When Song Xiang got off the stage, Xu Yanting received a text message: Remember, I am not me when I am on stage.I'm mostly normal, reserved and not stupid.

Before Xu Yanting could reply, the next one came: Hold back, comfort and encourage brother.

So the girl on Xu Yanting's right hand was surprised to find out that the cool guy on her left smiled softly after the tall and thick man on the stage cocked his orchid fingers and exaggeratedly performed the boulder on his chest.

Gently, laugh, up, up, up.

Saving lives is so scary, the sword god in front of him is so handsome, so cute, so cute, so cute, so cute, so he can keep his face paralyzed all the way, but now he sees such a clumsy performance by an uncle and a rough guy... Oh my god, this world is so good It's hard to understand, Mom, I want to go back to Mars.

At this time, Song Qu, who was thinking about life in the background, received a reply. With the expression of three muscular arms, Song Qu, who had a full score in reading comprehension since childhood, guessed that he was trying to cheer himself up.Thinking of this, I can't help but feel that Xu Yanting is really sincere, saying that he can hold back his words, but he really holds back his words.

Then another message popped up, it was a red lip.

Well, well, you actually know how to hold back your words and kiss me.Xu Yanting is so boring.

Song Xiang looked at the phone and smiled, his exposed eyes were curved and bright.

Next to him was an author who was waiting to perform next. Seeing him like this, he couldn't help but strike up a conversation and said, "Brother Dao Shen, what is so happy, let's talk about it and let's have fun together."

Song Xiang looked up at him seriously, "Are you still single?"

The man said in a daze, "Ah... yes."

"Then even if I say so, you won't be happy." After finishing speaking solemnly, Song Xiang continued to click on the phone.

That person: "..."

The above is a man who has been single for 29 years, making worse for his former kind.

For about half an hour, the authors finished the show one after another.

The finale of the final show was the overnight magic. Song Xiang had been accused of being an assistant before, so he could only play at this time.God knows they haven't practiced rehearsal at all, how on earth should he cooperate with him to complete this deception...

After Lian Ye came on stage, he waved his hands very coquettishly to the audience. Sunny greeted her generously, receiving a lot of applause, and some women screamed enthusiastically.

Song Xiang said that he only has a little bit of envy and hatred.

The overnight performances were actually relatively simple entry-level magic tricks, but one after another was very smooth. Besides, he was handsome and knew how to show his handsomeness. Most of the female readers in the audience were fascinated by him. of.And Song Xiang stood on the side, not so much as an assistant, but as an audience invited to play with him on stage.

The two people on the stage were interacting quite normally, and Xu Yanting, who was sitting in the audience, heard the girl next to him sighing to herself: "The God of Sword and the God of Evening Ye really match each other."

The voice was a bit loud, and Xu Yanting could feel the middle-aged man sitting next door glance at her, and then at himself.

Xu Yanting looked at the stage, frowning slightly.

Where in the end match.

At this time, Lian Ye was performing a solo performance. He squeezed a napkin into the shape of a rose and suspended it in the air. Then he took out a lighter and lit it. Became a real rose.

Suddenly, Lian Ye bent his knees, knelt on the ground on one knee, handed the rose to Song Xiang who was standing leisurely watching the excitement with one hand, and picked up the microphone with the other hand to his lips, "For today's performance, I plan to It's been a long time..."

Song Xiang was stunned by his sudden action.

After being dumbfounded for two or three seconds, I could vaguely hear the discussions, whistles and screams from the audience.

Song Xiang felt that he should say something to change this bad situation, but when he picked up the microphone, he realized that his mind was blank.

It can solve the current predicament without embarrassing Lianye in full view.

What to say!

Looking at his nervous, anxious and embarrassed eyes all night, he suddenly turned to the audience, smiled and said briskly into the microphone: "So, Happy April Fool's Day!"

Under the signal of his eyes, Song Xiang took the rose in a daze.

Lian Ye stood up, hugged Song Xiang deeply and quickly, then picked up the microphone, the two brothers hooked Song Xiang's neck nicely, led him to the center of the stage, bowed to everyone, and explained: " That’s right, I have known Dao Shen for many years, but everyone seems to have always thought that we are in a hostile relationship, and occasionally clarified that everyone thought we were talking ironically. So I came here today to have a meal. I heard that wheat bran can increase fans, yes no?"

There was an enthusiastic affirmative answer from the audience.

Song Xiang finally came to his senses at this time, picked up the microphone, and pretended to be joking: "I'm very happy to be able to perform with Master Lian Ye at the end of this show. Selling rot' cliche. Anyway, Happy April Fool's Day to everyone."

Then go to the next part.

Pretending to be calm and following the procedure, Song Xiang stepped down.

When walking the steps, I felt my legs were weak, as if I was floating, and my head was a little dizzy because of the lack of oxygen due to the tension just now.

Song Xiang sat backstage, and after a while he finally recovered and breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he saw Lian Ye sitting opposite him, and whispered to himself, "I'm sorry, senior, I won't do it next time."