Every day, I'm robbing a man with the male protagonist

Tao Xing completely closed the webpage, logged into Penguin, and pulled out a friend request. The friend request sent to Cang Hai has not responded yet.

Could it be that he looks down on newcomers?

Tao Xing asked Shui Zhudan: "What kind of personality is Cang Hai?"

Shui Zhudan's voice became formulaic: "The answer to this question is beyond the obligation to help. If you want to continue, 5 points will be deducted from the host. Currently, the host's points are 0. Do you want to continue?"

Points are also deducted?It's so cheating. Tao Xing thought that all character information was provided for free. Isn't this system too stingy?Still have to deduct points?

He only has 0 points now, and if he asks such a small question, 5 points will be deducted from him. There must be many more places to ask in the future. If the deduction reaches 1000 points, he will not be able to go back, and the price will be too heavy.

Tao Xing considered it for a while, and finally decided to give up. It is not worthwhile to exchange 5 points for such a question: "Then I won't ask this question."

Seeing Tao Xing's resentful expression, Shui Zhudan was afraid of hurting Tao Xing's enthusiasm for completing the task, so he quickly added: "Cang Hai's family background information is provided for free."

"tell me the story."

"Canghai's real name is Ji Canghai, his father is a company manager, and his mother is a writer. The family life is warm and harmonious."

People who grew up in this kind of family environment should not be arrogant, right?So disapproving a friend request is because you didn't see it?

The penguin beeped twice, and Tao Xing thought it was Cang Hai who replied to him, but it turned out that it was from Qingfeng.

Qingfeng: There will be a writer meeting at [-]:[-] next Wednesday night, come?

Tao Xing has lived up to me!He was worried that he would not have a chance to get close to the protagonist Shou!

Tao Xinxin: Will the sea go?

Leng Feichen paused with his hand on the keyboard, and then replied.

Aomine: He goes there every year.

In other words, he is very likely to go this year?Tao Xing was afraid that Qingfeng would repent, so he typed quickly.

Tao Xinxin: I'll go, I'll go!

After a while, Tao Xing received an electronic invitation letter.

On the day of the meeting.

Tao Xing got off the taxi and stood in front of a magnificent building. The whole hotel was covered up. The tall and magnificent building had the magnificence and arrogance of the British royal family. deacon.

Tao Xing approached a large number of people, as expected of the company, looking at this style, he can only use one word to describe: trench!

The two deacons in front of the door stopped Tao Xing: "Please show the invitation letter."

Tao Xing handed him the printed invitation letter.

The two deacons read it, and one of the deacons returned the invitation letter to Tao Xing: "The identity verification is completed, and you have the qualifications to enter, but there are regulations on it that you must wear formal clothes to attend, and we cannot let you in. Sorry sir, please Change your clothes and come back."

Tao Xing took the invitation letter and opened it.

Qingfeng didn't mention a single word about clothing in the invitation letter he gave him. He thought that the writer's meeting was similar to the gamer's meeting, and he never thought that there would be requirements for clothing. He didn't ask, and Qingfeng didn't say anything.

This is a pit, and he eagerly jumped into it.

Tao Xing closed the invitation letter expressionlessly in his sportswear.

"Hoo--" A gust of cold wind blew by, and the white plastic bags on the far side of the road rolled away and were blown away.

The deacons stood up again, looked at the front seriously, completely ignoring Tao Xing.

Tao Xing stood silently in the cold autumn, blowing the wind for a while, then suddenly unzipped the zipper of his sportswear, flung his jacket, shirtless, and continued to take off his pants calmly.

The serious expressions of the deacons instantly cracked.

It's still broad daylight!Why do you have the nerve to take off your pants when people are coming and going? !Are you going to run naked? !

A deacon said with difficulty: "...please don't take off your pants here."

The other deacon looked at his nose, nose, nose and heart and said silently in his heart: I can't see, I can't see...

Tao Xing didn't seem to see the embarrassment in the eyes of the two of them, so he took off his pants calmly, revealing... a pair of legs in suit pants.

The deacons who were about to call the guards were dumbfounded, huh...?What is this unfolding?

Tao Xing took out a shirt and a suit jacket from the bag, buttoned them up, adjusted the cuffs gracefully, and patted the deacon's face lightly: "Is it formal now?"

He stuffed the invitation letter into the jacket pocket of a deacon who was already in a daze, and walked into the hotel with triumphant steps.

Qingfeng, do you think you can beat me like this?too naive.

Shui Zhudan entered the hotel together with Tao Xing: "You expected Qingfeng to cheat you? Fortunately, you have prepared a suit."

Tao Xing smiled as an answer, fortunately he didn't fully trust Qingfeng, so he kept his hand.

Tao Xing came late on purpose. When he entered the hotel, there were already many people in the lobby on the first floor.

As soon as he came in, he attracted the attention of many people. In this era of looking at faces, as long as you are good-looking, even if you have a bad personality, someone will always take the initiative to post it.

But no one went up to say hello.A few young girls who are also newcomers are pushing and shoving each other and making noise in the distance. The movements are not loud or small, like some kind of hidden expectation, but they are reserved and no one comes forward first.

Several old writers are now well-known, and they were talking in twos and threes with wine glasses in their hands. When Tao Xing appeared, they all just glanced at them, with a smile on their lips, but no warmth in their eyes, and then turned back to continue the conversation.

A few people who looked older didn't even turn their bodies, and they used the corner of their eyes calmly to look around. Seeing that Tao Xing was not an editor or a famous writer, they looked away calmly. Laughing as if chatting happily.

Tao Xing doesn't know anyone here, and when he asked Shui Zhudan to ask for the photos of the protagonist Gong and the protagonist Shou, points were deducted, which is unbelievable, and the system is too stingy!

Tao Xing's gaze swept over the faces of those male writers one by one. Since he is the little shou in *wen, he must not be bad looking.

A straight-haired beauty in a long skirt walked in front of Tao Xing, and Tao Xing looked familiar.

He tentatively whispered, "Zaizai?"

The beauty stopped in her tracks, her eyes lit up when she saw Tao Xing: "Tao Xinxin?"

After Zaizai posted his photo in the group because he was afraid of the cold, Tao Xing said it was unfair, Zaizai had seen his photo but he hadn’t seen Zaizai’s, so Zaizai chatted privately that he sent him a selfie, so they Everyone knows what the other person looks like.

"Wow, senior sister is so beautiful."

Zaizai smiled: "The mouth is so sweet."

Tao Xing blinked: "No way, I'm telling the truth."

Zaizai is an old writer, and it's not the first time to participate in the meeting. Tao Xing saw hope: "Senior sister, do you know that Cang Haida is here?"

"Here it comes. Right there."

Zaizai pointed, and Tao Xing looked in the direction she pointed. There was a man sitting alone in front of a round wooden table in the distance, and there were many people standing beside him, but no one dared to disturb him.There is a powerful aura around the man that makes people afraid to approach and feel awe at the same time.

Tao Xing sighed in his heart, he deserved to be one of the protagonists, and the back view alone made him the second male by a large margin.

But the male lead's appearance is not bad, Tao Xing touched his face.

Afraid of the cold, Zaizai bumped Tao Xing with his elbow, and smiled ambiguously: "Why do so many great writers here only care about the sea?"

"Because I'm gay." Tao Xing gave her a "you understand" look.

Afraid of being cold, Zai Zai quickly understood, screamed a few times, and covered his mouth excitedly to prevent himself from laughing too much: "Ahhh! Come on! Throw him down!"

Tao Xing smiled, and strode towards the man whose back was facing him.

He didn't look carefully just now when he was too far away, but now that he got closer, he realized that there was another person in front of the man, and the two were sitting and talking facing each other.

Wouldn't it be the protagonist's attack?Feeling a sense of crisis, Tao Xing passed by a table with drinks and took a glass of it.

"What's wrong, Canghai?"

The man didn't talk much, as soon as he entered the hotel, Canghai came to him and asked him why he didn't wait for him to go with him. After all, he was a great writer under him, and he also had contacts in private. So Leng Feichen explained, and then Canghai pulled him away again. Sitting down and chatting, with Cang Hai around, he can look a little busy, otherwise he will have to deal with the fawning of those little writers later, so Leng Feichen sat down, Cang Hai kept talking, and he listened silently, occasionally answering a few words.

Cang Hai stopped suddenly while he was talking, and stared behind him with unstoppable amazement in his eyes.

Leng Feichen was about to look back when suddenly a goblet appeared between him and Cang Hai.

It was too close, Leng Feichen frowned and pulled a little distance away.

Very good, finally separated you, Tao Xing glanced at the man who purposely spoke very close to the protagonist, don't think that I almost kissed you without seeing you.

Tao Xing deliberately softened his voice: "You must be thirsty after talking so much? Give you water."

Tao Xing praised himself in his heart, he is now a gentle and good man, and at first glance he is a good old man.Quickly throw away the slag Gong and fall into my arms!

The protagonist Shou raised his head to look at him when he heard his words, saw the other's face clearly, both of them were taken aback at the same time.

Tao Xing asked: "Are you Cang Hai?"

"I'm not." Leng Feichen replied.

"The sea is me."

The hem of the clothes was pulled from behind. Tao Xing looked back, and saw that it was the person who had just talked to the protagonist.

The person who came here was either the editor or the writer. If the one behind him is the protagonist Shou, who is the man in front of him?

Tao Xing hesitated: "... Qingfeng?"

Leng Feichen nodded and smiled a little: "It's me, my real name is Leng Feichen, what about you? Last time I left in such a hurry that I didn't have time to ask your name."

Since it is really Aomine, then he is a rival in love.

Tao Xing adjusted his mood, straightened his waist, and looked at Leng Feichen with a serious face: "I'm Ji Canghai's fan."

Leng Feichen: "So?"

"So I only told Cang Haida my name. As for the others, those who are weaker than me are not worthy of knowing my name. Come and compare with me if you have the ability."

Tao Xing's words were provocative, Leng Feichen felt a little bit amused when he saw his sullen face: "Compared to what?"

Tao Xing took off his suit jacket and flung it in the air thinking he was very chic: "Compare the wrist!"

Ji Canghai was sitting behind Tao Xing, and before he could react, a suit rolled down his head, covering his face.

Ji Canghai: "..." Did you agree to be my fan? !