My singer girlfriend is super fierce

Ye Zhiqiu was sitting in the position of "Bian Zhilin", which attracted many people's attention. Guan Yi, who happened to be sitting obliquely behind this position, couldn't help it.

Guan Yi's voice was lowered, but the surrounding writers could still hear it clearly, and the suppressed anger could be clearly heard.

Ye Zhiqiu looked back, Guan Yi's expression was extremely angry, and he looked at him with a threatening expression.

"Why." Ye Zhiqiu's face remained unchanged, and he said directly: "This position is mine, do you have any objections?"

"Look at the name on it!" Guan Yi pointed to the nameplate on the table, and said sharply, "This is the seat of my friend 'Bian Zhilin'. Only award-winning writers can sit here. You have taken someone else's seat, go away!"

Guan Yi was obviously anxious, and he forgot to lower his voice deliberately, and many writers around him cast their eyes on him.

As soon as Guan Yi's words came out, many people frowned secretly. The grievances between him and Ye Zhiqiu were aroused in the circle of writers, and everyone knew it.

Leaving aside whether Ye Zhiqiu did not sit in someone else's seat according to the official arrangement, but the staff hadn't said anything yet, but Guan Yi jumped out to question him first.

The fat man next to Ye Zhiqiu frowned and was about to speak, but Ye Zhiqiu on the side moved first.

Ye Zhiqiu leaned back on the chair, without any intention of shifting his position, and said slowly, "Do you know Bian Zhilin?"

"Nonsense! She is a member of my poetry club, of course I know her!" Guan Yi's tone remained unchanged.

"What a coincidence, I know him too." Ye Zhiqiu smiled slightly, "But why haven't I heard him say that he knows you?"

"Impossible!" Guan Yi blurted out, "You lied!"

Ye Zhiqiu raised his eyebrows, took out his phone, clicked on a photo, and the screen flashed before Guan Yi's eyes.

Ye Zhiqiu's movements were quick, but enough for Guan Yi to roughly see the contents of the photo, Guan Yi's face suddenly changed drastically.

It's the selfie of "Glasses Girl" sent to me by "Bian Zhilin" in the station letter!

Ye Zhiqiu grinned: "Believe it."

Guan Yi remained silent, and the abnormal reaction made everyone around who had been paying attention to what the two said were curious.

The fat man next to Ye Zhiqiu had good eyesight. Before Ye Zhiqiu exited the album, he caught a glimpse of the picture of "Glasses Girl" and his eyes widened.

No way?Is this a photo of Bian Zhilin...?

Ye Zhiqiu added: "23 years old."

Guan Yi was shocked again, and looked at Ye Zhiqiu with disbelief.

This is the age that Bian Zhilin disclosed when chatting with herself in the letter on the website. It stands to reason that the outside world should not know.

And that selfie, could it be... This kid really knows her?

Ye Zhiqiu chuckled, and continued to tease: "I said, why are you so excited for me to sit in this seat? Could it be because you like him?"

Guan Yi's face changed again, and when he realized it, he quickly argued: "Nonsense! Xiaolin and I have a bosom friend like mountains and rivers, how can you understand it!"

"Bah, you're thick-skinned enough." Ye Zhiqiu said disdainfully, "Who is as high as you are? He's in his twenties. You, an old cow, eat young grass and think so beautifully."

A flash of anger flashed in Guan Yi's eyes, and he said coldly: "The heart of a villain! Dirty people only see filth in their eyes!"

"Why are you pretending to be a wolf with a big tail?" Ye Zhiqiu raised the corner of his mouth and said calmly, "I've read all the chat records, tsk tsk tsk..."

As soon as Ye Zhiqiu said this, Guan Yi's face changed drastically, and the eyes of everyone around him suddenly lit up.

It seems... there are a lot of melons in it, everyone's eyes are going back and forth on the faces of Ye Zhiqiu and Guan Yi, the heart of gossip is suddenly aroused, and everyone pricks up their ears in silence.

"No...don't know what you said!"

Under the persecution of Ye Zhiqiu's "step by step", Guan Yi finally broke through, and everyone could clearly see the panic on his face.

Ye Zhiqiu was not in a hurry to pursue Guan Yi when he "suppressed the flags and drums", but the writers around him were extremely disappointed.

Why did it stop?Go on!

What chat history?It seems that Ye Zhiqiu really knows "Bian Zhilin"?And the relationship seems to be very familiar...

The fat man beside Ye Zhiqiu said hello, "Brother, hello..."

"Get to know me, my name is Fu Bowen, and I'm an author."

Ye Zhiqiu replied, and when this fat man named Fu Bowen was deliberately looking for a topic, the two chatted with each other.

Ye Zhiqiu could feel the resentful gazes from Guan Yi from behind, but he didn't care at all.

After chatting for a while, Fatty Fu finally couldn't help it anymore, and said curiously, "I'm sorry, I accidentally glanced at your phone just now, that photo...is Bian Zhilin?"

"No."

Fatty Fu was taken aback by Ye Zhiqiu's natural answer, and his eyes were even more puzzled.

Guan Yi's reaction just now was clearly not like this, so what does Bian Zhilin look like?

......

Until the start time of the awards ceremony, there was no news of the arrival of the five authors. A look of disappointment flashed in Qin Dewen's eyes, and he looked at the empty seats at the front of the author's area.

Then, Qin Dewen was taken aback, and recognized the figure of Ye Zhiqiu sitting in the seat of "Bian Zhilin".

Not only Qin Dewen, but the rest of the judges also recognized Ye Zhiqiu at this time, feeling a little strange in their hearts, wondering why he was sitting there.

At this moment, the background music stopped, and with the host's opening remarks, the essay contest awards ceremony officially began, and everyone's attention was immediately attracted.

After the ceremony started, the live broadcast signal was also officially connected, and video platforms such as Juyin will push the live broadcast information of the essay contest to users.

The camera swept across the judges' seats one by one, and then to the author's area. Ye Zhiqiu's face flashed across the screen and was recognized by many viewers watching the live broadcast.

"Is it because I was dazzled, I seemed to see Ye Zhiqiu just now?"

"Wait, the camera has passed...Turn back!"

"Yes, the first row of the author's seat, that figure from the back!"

"Look at the back of this standout among a bunch of authors, it is absolutely!"

The next moment, the cameraman seemed to have received some instructions, and the camera was aimed at Ye Zhiqiu. When Ye Zhiqiu's face appeared on the screen, the live broadcast room, which was sparsely barraged at the beginning of the live broadcast, suddenly became lively.

"Fuck! It's really a dog author!"

"Why is he here!"

"Isn't this a modern poetry essay competition? Why did Ye Zhiqiu appear?"

"Look behind Ye Zhiqiu, Guan Yi is sitting behind him, and he's spraying Ye Zhiqiu on the Internet! What do you mean, the two didn't fight face to face?"

"This is... Bian Zhilin's seat? I'm a little confused about what's going on..."

"Not only Bian Zhilin, but none of the other four authors came. What's going on?"

The live broadcast just started, and because of Ye Zhiqiu's appearance, the barrage immediately became lively.