Be a real Phoenix man

Today is the day for the awards ceremony.

There are still six hours until the conference starts.In another six hours, the three-month competition will officially come to an end.At that time, the real pen names of the participating authors will be revealed, and the vote rankings of all the authors will finally be revealed.

He was finally going to officially meet Fang Yibai.

Ye Qingluan felt uneasy and tense, as if his heart was hanging in the air, which made him toss and turn since last night, making it difficult to fall asleep.

Will there be any changes before the ranking is announced, and will he fall to the bottom of the ranking again, making people feel ashamed?

Ye Qingluan was afraid to look at the number of votes he got now, for fear that when he opened his eyes, the number of votes he liked would collapse like a building that was about to collapse.

He is afraid.Even if he really won the first place, at the moment when the author of "24 Bright Moons" was announced at the awards ceremony, he didn't know what kind of eyes he would receive.

If those readers who love this article know that the author is him, that it is this "Green Luan in the Sky Walking on the Ground" who has been infamous for plagiarism, his reputation has plummeted, and his story is lacklustre, they will still praise him as enthusiastically as before, Support him, love him?

It wasn't until the moment when the ending was about to be revealed that Ye Qingluan felt the cowardice in his heart more deeply.

He checked his clothes over and over uneasily, for a while he lifted the hem of the clothes behind him to see if his tail was well hidden, and for a while he grabbed some long hair on the top of his head, trying to make it look more energetic. But the face in the mirror still couldn't hide the sadness.

Ye Qingluan stroked the buttons on his collar and smiled wryly.

He bought this outfit by mail-order online specially for today, with a white shirt wrapped inside and a khaki windbreaker worn outside. The hem of the long windbreaker hangs down to his thighs, tightly covering his buttocks.It was rare for Ye Qingluan to tidy up seriously, and he wore a gray and white checked scarf around his neck.

He sniffed his face in the soft scarf, sighed, and took it off again.

After preparing for so long and looking forward to it for so long, he was a little afraid to go out now.

At this moment, the phone buzzed and vibrated, and Ye Qingluan slid the screen away, stunned for a moment.

It was a text message from "Phoenix into My Arms": "Qingluan, are you ready? I have a lot of things to do today, I have to stay at the publishing house and can't leave. I will send someone to pick you up at two o'clock in the afternoon. Don't I'm afraid, I'm here."

For some reason, Ye Qingluan's eyes stopped on the last line - "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

He blushed suddenly.

He suddenly remembered Gu Xiaotang's words again.

"Fang Yibai is gay. He has other plans for you."

Could it be that Feng Ruowo is really gay just like himself... Ye Qingluan couldn't help thinking secretly, and when he thought about it, his thoughts flew everywhere and he couldn't hold it back.

No shame or impatience.Ye Qingluan scolded himself.A person like Mr. Fang would never look like gay—although, there is no one who is more in line with the appearance of Xiao Gong in his imagination.

How nice it would be if he really was.Ye Qingluan's mood is like a roller coaster gliding on the track, sometimes it is high and sometimes it is low, sometimes it is brisk and carefree so that the blue sky is within reach, and sometimes it is so heavy and worried that it will fall to the bottom.

Inadvertently, his gaze caught a glimpse of the flickering light in the corner - it was the tail feather that he had dropped in the pen basket, and in an instant, his expression became cold to the point of frost.

He and Mr. Fang, how could it be possible.

Two in the afternoon.

This is Ye Qingluan's first time going to a meeting place with so many people and all kinds of eyes since he dropped out of high school in so many years.He was too nervous to even take a step.

In front of me is a towering office building, the walls are covered with blue glass curtain wall, under the sunlight in the afternoon, the distant blue sky and the white clouds flowing slowly above the blue sky are reflected, which is beautiful and daunting.In front of the office building is a wide and beautiful square.The post-modernist style sculptures puff and puff water curtains on a piece of green grass, forming a small fountain.Looking to both sides, there were rows of cars that Ye Qingluan couldn't recognize in the parking lot.

Their car stopped in front of the main entrance of the office building.In front of the huge transparent glass door as high as two people, it is bustling with people, many people are coming and going, chatting and chatting, it is a bit noisy, there are two rows of hostesses standing on both sides of the door, still wearing black silk skirts in such a cold day, Smiling and guiding the distinguished guests who came.

Ye Qingluan had never walked into such a place.He flinched, looking bewildered.

Editor-in-chief He who came to pick him up and took the same car with him didn't know whether he had been reminded in advance, or he saw his nervousness, so he got out of the car and opened the door for him.

"Mr. Ye, don't be nervous, Boss Fang asked me to go in with you." Editor-in-chief He was the editor who was slandered by that blog post a few months ago and was accused of having an improper relationship with Ye Qingluan.He is a middle-aged man over forty years old, seeing the rumored Qingluan in the sky walking on the ground as such a young boy, and thinking that he finally stood out in the competition and won the championship in one fell swoop to wash away his stigma, he couldn't help feeling a little bit With emotion, a kind smile appeared on his face.

He patted Ye Qingluan on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, let's go in together. President Fang is waiting for you at the venue."

Ye Qingluan was stunned for a moment, gave a soft "hmm", and mustered up the courage to follow in.

On the way here, editor-in-chief He told him that the office space of the publishing house occupies the top 30, 31, and 32 floors of the office building. The location is too high. Although the view is good, it is not suitable for so many people coming in and out today. Therefore, we rented the venue on the first floor of the office building.

Fang Yibai was busy in the venue right now.

Ye Qingluan walked in with some trepidation, he raised his eyes uneasily, subconsciously searching for Fang Yibai's location.

He saw him immediately.A man in a neat suit was standing under the rostrum, talking with a few people who were also wearing suits but whose appearance and temperament were far inferior to his. The man sometimes looked serious and sometimes laughed heartily, and then talked with these people I shook hands.

Editor-in-Chief He told him in a low voice behind him that these people are the bosses of Nanyue Literature and Art, Business Books, Yuelu Wenhui, and Nanda Wenyin, and they are all publishing houses with great influence in the country. They are always close friends and partners with Fang. Come join us this time.

Ye Qingluan listened silently, lowered his head, and walked towards the seat that Editor-in-chief He pointed out, where he should sit.

The venue was very large, and there were already many people sitting in the middle. Some had name tags on their desks. There were secretaries, editor-in-chiefs, reporters from well-known newspapers, presidents of literary websites, and many famous people he had heard of before. web writer.

These people were dressed in suits and leather shoes, they were very famous, and they talked and laughed happily with each other, which made him coveted and felt out of place.He had no choice but to bury his head deeply, not daring to meet the eyes of his surroundings.

The chatting and chatting of people around him will only make him feel more ashamed.

Editor He saw his expression and smiled helplessly.The young man in front of him just kept his head buried and walked, but he didn't notice that he attracted everyone's attention as soon as he entered the venue.

The appearance and temperament of the young man are too outstanding, although the dress is completely different and incompatible with those bosses and presidents wearing suits and leather shoes, but the more they look like that, the more they highlight a unique cleanliness and beauty.

It is as pure as a white anemone by the lake, and as dazzling and beautiful as a begonia that overlooks all things. It is so dazzling that people cannot take their eyes off it.However, this Haitang has been hanging her head shyly all the time, restraining her radiance, adding a bit of mystery that makes people want to stop.

Many people were already whispering about the identity of the young man under their seats, and the reporters from the gossip tabloids who arrived early even spotted the young man with sharp eyes and quietly pointed the camera at him.

Ye Qingluan didn't realize it.He was rubbing his fingers uneasily in his seat.

The surrounding environment made him uneasy, and the hidden worry under his butt also made him a little apprehensive.In the past few days, Jiang Tao took him around to test whether the effectiveness of the invisibility helmet is safe.Fortunately, the helmet can ensure that his tail is hidden in front of people, and his consciousness of wanting to hide his tail in front of outsiders is probably too strong, and he has not had any accidents a few times when he went out.

This somewhat relieved him.I just hope that I can get through this cumbersome conference earlier.Ye Qingluan felt in a trance that the discussion around him was getting louder, but he couldn't hear what was being discussed, so he had to bury his head lower and lower.

Therefore, he missed the glances that Yi Bai from above the rostrum cast his gaze on him time and time again.

Fang Yibai has been following that thin figure since Ye Qingluan walked in early in the morning. Although he was chatting with these bosses with smiles and smiles, his heart was extremely anxious.He eagerly hoped that Qingluan could look over and meet his eyes.

He had waited a long time for this day.It's a pity, except for Qingluan's vague sweep when he first entered the arena, he couldn't catch Qingluan's eyes anymore.

Fang Yibai was a little depressed.While he couldn't wait to end this meaningless exchange of greetings, he secretly looked at Qing Luan, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

In the first two encounters, he met Qing Luan in a hurry, and he only had a quick glance when he came to visit, and was even turned away. He didn't have time to take a good look at Qing Luan.Finally today, he can't wait to engrave him into his eyes from head to toe.

However, unlike the curious, admiring, or lingering eyes of others, Fang Yibai didn't notice what clothes Ye Qingluan was wearing or what kind of appearance he looked like in a trance. His gaze was only focused on Qingluan's half-hanging On the eyes, on the top of the slightly curly hair, on the white neck and the bewildered hands on the table, as well as his tight lips because of anxiety, and two dark reds flying past the corners of his eyes.

Everything in Qingluan fascinated him.

After finally finishing greetings with these businessmen and politicians, Fang Yibai stretched his long legs and was about to walk in the direction of Ye Qingluan when the new assistant to the editor-in-chief - a more stable young lady called out he.

"Mr. Fang, everyone invited is here, and the award ceremony can begin."