My singer girlfriend is super fierce

Hangzhou, Wanlu Hotel located by the West Lake, the scene of the award ceremony of the "Autumn Modern Poetry Essay Contest".

Outside the hotel, there was a lively scene, and many media even started reporting outdoors directly.

According to previous years, the award ceremony is usually held in a large bookstore, but this year, because of the five modern poems "magic works" that turned out to be published, and the media and the public's voice is too loud, the official temporarily changed the venue to a five-star hotel conference hall.

Even so, after satisfying the needs of authors who are strongly requested by the media and local associations to be present, only more than 500 seats in the conference hall that can accommodate 100 people are open to the public.

After the pitifully small number of places was opened online and the reservation was emptied in seconds, the official temporarily contacted Penguin, Juyin and other video media to broadcast the awards ceremony live.

After a series of operations, it is rare for the organizer of the essay contest to say that this year's awards ceremony is the busiest since it was held, and it is also the one with the highest quality of works.

At this time, at the entrance of the bright and majestic conference hall, a slender figure in casual clothes and a peaked cap appeared.

"Hello, do you want to sign in?"

A slightly magnetic voice came, and a young and beautiful female staff member subconsciously answered at the registration desk.

"Yeah, are you the author or the audience?"

"The author shows the electronic invitation letter on the site, and the audience shows the reservation code~."

As she said that, the female employee looked up and met the gaze under the peaked cap of the person who came up.

Seeming to be a bit unbelievable, the female employee was stunned for a second, and then couldn't help screaming.

"Ah~!" The screams startled the companions nearby, and the female employee blushed excitedly and said, "You are Ye Zhiqiu!"

A few girls at the side also discovered the identity of the young man in front of them, and the whole sign-in desk suddenly became lively.

Fortunately, they still remembered that they were at their jobs, they refrained from leaving their jobs, Ye Zhiqiu repeatedly thanked several enthusiastic fans.

"That... can you sign in?"

The female employee who was the first to receive her blushed and was about to speak when a voice suddenly came from the side.

"Young friend Ye?"

Ye Zhiqiu was taken aback by the familiar voice, and turned his head to look.

"Old Qin?"

Recognizing that it was Ye Zhiqiu, Qin Dewen cheered up, "Haha, I said this figure is familiar, and I'm not mistaken!"

While shaking hands with the extremely enthusiastic Qin Dewen, Ye Zhiqiu looked at the crowd beside Qin Dewen.

In addition to Qin Dewen, there were six other elderly people who also looked over curiously.

One of them turned out to be an "old acquaintance" Ma Xuemin, who was looking at him in astonishment.

If Ye Zhiqiu remembered correctly, the seven people headed by Qin Dewen should be the judges of the essay contest.

Seeing Ye Zhiqiu, Ma Xuemin, who was astonished, took a while to react, and asked domineeringly, "Why are you here?"

Ye Zhiqiu raised his eyebrows, and replied directly: "None of your business."

"You own this hotel?"

Ma Xuemin's face became angry, and he realized that the person in front of him was not a good person, and he didn't dare to scold Ye Zhiqiu in full view.

"What I mean is, this is the award ceremony of the Modern Poetry Essay Contest. It's none of your business. Why are you here?"

The movement here has attracted the attention of many people coming and going. Ma Xuemin was unwilling to be humiliated by a young man, and he still kept his mouth hard.

"How do you know it's none of my business." Ye Zhiqiu didn't care so much, and said disdainfully, "I like to stroll, why don't you care about me? If you don't agree, bite me."

"you...!"

Ma Xuemin's face turned blue and purple, he opened his mouth, and waved his cuffs, but he didn't dare to speak anymore.

The conversation between the two lasted only a few seconds, and the rest of the old men came to their senses at this moment, looking at Ye Zhiqiu with weird eyes.

"Ye Xiaoyou..." Qin Dewen knew that Ye Zhiqiu and Ma Xuemin were celebrating the festival, so he couldn't laugh or cry at this moment, and said quickly, "Let's go in and talk about it later."

"Long time no see. Do you have any new works recently? Hurry up and read them for me."

"Let me tell you, Ye Xiaoyou, you should put more energy into literature..."

Qin Dewen took Ye Zhiqiu to the venue, and started the "persuasion" of daily meetings.

As for the staff girls at the sign-in office, they were already stunned by the scene in front of them, watching a group of people walk into the venue...

Entering the spacious and bright venue, there were already many media, writers and audiences inside, and the group immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Of course everyone knows Qin Dewen, a giant in the literary world, and several judges. Who is the young man who chatted with Qin Dewen?

When it turned out to be Ye Zhiqiu, a popular singer and novelist, there were exclamations from all over the venue.

Ye Zhiqiu was dragged by Qin Dewen all the way to the judge's seat, seeing that the other party wanted to sit down and chat with him, he quickly said, "Mr. Qin, you should do your work first!"

"You are busy first. I have invited a friend to come with me. I have to find him."

Qin Dewen was taken aback for a moment, and could only "reluctantly" let Ye Zhiqiu go.

In just a few tens of seconds, Ye Zhiqiu, whose ears were almost callused, escaped from the "curse", and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

Dealing with a few fans who came forward to say hello, I thought about finding an empty seat in the venue and sat down. When I looked up, I saw a young man waving at me not far away.

——It turned out to be Young Master Wang!

Unexpectedly, there were quite a lot of acquaintances in this awards ceremony. Ye Zhiqiu, who looked surprised, walked towards Young Master Wang, and both of them repeated Ma Xuemin's words as soon as they sat down.

"Why are you here?"

"This hotel belongs to my family." Young Master Wang pointed to the promotional stand at the entrance, and said as a matter of course: "We sponsored this place for free, so we need to advertise. It's normal for me to be here."

"..." Ye Zhiqiu glanced at the promotional rack of "xx real estate", and had nothing to say.

"You don't think I'm interested in this kind of modern poetry, do you?" Wang Dashao pouted, then remembered something and hurriedly said: "By the way, the bidding just ended last week, and I will take the sponsorship of "National Treasure" in Huayang." Get off!"

"I got a bloody head because of the fight that day..."

As Young Master Wang said, he grabbed Ye Zhiqiu's shoulders and smiled flatteringly, "The program group of "National Treasure" is already in preparation, this time it's a really big production."

"Brother, why don't you stand on the stage to support the idea you came up with for this show? Just like "Huaxia Poetry Conference", sing a song and perform a clip or something, so that the popularity can be brought up."

Ye Zhiqiu was speechless for a while, and said, "Thank you, everything has been arranged for me."

First Young Master Wang laughed, and the two chatted. Ye Zhiqiu seemed to feel something, and looked towards another area in front of him.

Facing the unfriendly gaze of a middle-aged man in his forties, this man had been looking at him frequently just now, but he didn't expect to be looking at himself.

Ye Zhiqiu pointed to the middle-aged man and asked.

"who's that person?"