A CV that doesn't want to be the Goddess's wife is not a good author [网页]

There was nothing I could do about asking the host who was speechless, and then two singers came up one after another, a girl with an ancient style, and a singer who sang the Japanese version, and they all sang very well.

Then the interview became much more normal, who is your favorite author, and who is your relationship with, so that Xia Changyou wondered if the host had changed.

It turned out that he was thinking too much.

"La la la." Yaoguang threw away the manuscript, "The serious questions are over, let's talk about private topics."

Xia Changyou was startled, "Could you be digging some trap for me to jump into?"

"How come? Xiaoying, I am an honest child."

"Ouch." Fluctlight vomited in cooperation, "If you are honest, no one will be honest."

"Master Qingjiang, let's ignore this person. Let's talk about ourselves. Just now, Da Da said that he is familiar with several other authors and talked about a lot of interesting things. I don't know what will happen if they find out?"

"Ah, they should be busy coding today, and they won't come to listen to my show secretly. There are five people in total, three code-writing madmen, and one is just slower."

"Hmm, what kind of rank is Da Da, I heard that Da Da is a day watch party?"

"That's it." Xia Changyou blushed, no matter how much he talked about it, he just talked about this issue, besides, could he be better?

"Don't tease me, let's welcome a few important guests together, Qingjiang, you really have a lot of face, look at this pomp."

"Looking at this posture, it can't be that several guys from the Doubi League are here."

"Da Da is very smart, you got the answer right."

Xia Changyou didn't know what to say. These few chattered in the group while taunting and comforting him, but now they came to cheer him up without telling him. They really didn't know what to say.

"Ahem, one wheat, one wheat, one wheat, please answer."

"Little bitch!"

"Xiao Qingjiang, are you looking for death? Call me again and try again." As expected of the boss in the alliance, the cheap guest is enough to overwhelm others in terms of momentum, but his voice is not so good.

"Bitch, you just admit it. Didn't I let you be the boss and become the second child myself?"

"Millennium number two, who asked you to be named Second Uncle."

——I’m Meng Shao, my mother won’t let me talk on the microphone, so I have to type.

"Touch the poor child." Xia Changyou didn't expect that even Young Master Meng would come, and he heard them talk about local tyrants and so on. Could it be that the organizer came forward to invite him, so I really have to thank him.

The gathering of several funny authors is just equivalent to changing the location of the group chat, and everything else remains the same, but the voice can narrow the distance between people.As usual, Xia Changyou was still the one being molested, and Meng Shao was still the slowest one, especially since his voice couldn't keep up with the pace of the large army, and in the end he was urged to sleep by his mother.

"What kind of person do you meet on the Internet every day, how can you talk so vulgarly?" Then slap the poor child and get taken off the line.

Leaving a bunch of people slapping the table and laughing, hahaha, vulgar?The bitch and the second uncle are about to cry, what's the matter with this feeling of spoiling a child?

"That's why you should stop writing stallion essays, and be careful that your mother will sue you."

"Let me go cry, this world is terrible, Ma Ma, I want to go back to the Saiyan planet."

A few people joked for a long time, and it was almost time to turn off the lights. Many children started to log off and disconnect from the Internet. A few good friends of Yiqu Qingjiang were also sent offline. What else did Xia Changyou have to say.At this time, we must look forward to the future and give readers a bright future. I hope everyone will continue to support Yunyun.

Who knew he hadn't spoken yet, Fluctlight suddenly screamed excitedly.

"Ahhh, everyone, don't go offline. Tonight... there is an airborne guest tonight, and this person has a lot to do with your Qingjiang University. Guess quickly, everyone."

"Hey, you're so unkind. Are you a professional host? How can you interrupt Qing Jiang's speech? Daddy, you continue to talk." Xiaoying hurried out to correct.

Yaoguang coughed embarrassingly, "I'm sorry, I couldn't hold back for a while, you go ahead and leave me alone."

Xia Changyou: ...

"Actually, it is useless to say more. I am very grateful to the organizer and other staff, the host, for such a smooth interview. Thanks to the guests who came to join us. I don't know anything else, I can only write a little novel, If you like to watch, please continue to support, Qingjiang bows here and thanks."

As soon as the words were finished, there was an ouch, and the young readers' ears were sharp, and they all popped up to ask, Mr. Qingjiang, you probably really bowed, didn't you?If you want to be so sincere, you can't afford a big gift.

Xia Changyou pursed his lips, "It's just that I licked my head, it's all right."

At this time, he heard a very low and relaxed voice, "Why are you still so stupid?"

The sound was so close that Xia Changyou thought it was coming from his own dormitory, but when he looked back, he found that it was not, but it was coming from the earphones, and he was immediately frightened.

There is also speculation on the public screen.

A long-flowing Qingjiang River: This is who, the voice is slightly familiar.

A long-flowing Qingjiang River & cute every day: Which hero is he, who hasn't come out to show himself?

Xia Changyou covered his head for a while, then said uncertainly, "Master?"

Only then did they realize that there was one more person on Maishang.

"Hey, Qingjiang idiot, who did you learn from? Didn't you always call me Gucheng idiot last time?"

Xia Changyou slapped his head, and immediately felt pain again. He had been in the car for a whole day, and he was still nervous during the interview at night. How could he have any leisure to think about addressing him? Didn't he just call him a master?

"Don't you?" He switched roles immediately, hoping the others didn't notice.

"Yes, of course the lonely king is a great god." Tianjing Gucheng is shameless for saying such a thing, but he is the only one who dares to say it so openly and will not be criticized, because his status as a great god has always been regarded as a god. widely accepted.

A long flow of Qingjiang water: God is all over, it is actually king, ah, ah, it is complete tonight.

A few friends who didn't know were still asking who the king was. Qingjiang's readers threw over a Baidu Encyclopedia aggressively. Xia Changyou couldn't help but click on it, and then regretted it.Looking at other people's achievements, one by one radio dramas, whichever they come up with are classics, he has only written two articles, and he has only written the second volume, which is a shame for his ancestors.Xia Chang covered his face in a humorous manner, and once again realized his thoughts and perceptions, that is to rise up, ┗|｀O′|┛哩~~

Tianjing Shacheng Citizen & Xiaoman Weiman: Come, come, come, come by summoning.

Tianjing Shacheng Citizen & Doudou: Check in and sign in, what about the king.

Citizens of Tianjing Sand & Meow: There is an event that no one notified, and the king has to summon it himself. There is no pardon for the crime, and there is no way to behead him if he is dragged out!

……

Seeing the sudden increase in the number of people, Xia Changyou was a little bit stuck. After so many days of publicity, so few people came, and the Great God was already overwhelmed after only one call. Is this the gap?

Xia Changyou was about to say hello, when he suddenly thought of a question, he is now Yiqu Qingjiang, not Pinellia Changyou, what happened to the master's familiar tone just now, he remembered that he was not familiar with the master, why did it happen?

"Why doesn't Qingjiang speak?" the Great God spoke, with a gentle and gentle tone, with a trace of familiarity.

"That stupid mother in the lonely city, I didn't expect that you were the one who parachuted in. It's really a surprise."

"It wasn't an accident." The Great God gave a low laugh, and that provocative laughter drove the little friends crazy.

A long-flowing Qingjiang River % Ai Ge: My God, is this voice trying to kill people? How can there be such a charming voice?

There was a sound of exclamation below, and Xia Changyou calmly ignored it, but the problem is that Qing Jiang really doesn't know him well, so what is the best way for us to chat, what a clumsy plan.

"I said it wasn't an accident, it's because I came here to support Qingjiang on purpose. After all, we can be regarded as partners and good friends."

"It's really an honor to be friends with the silly mother of Gucheng." Xia Changyou felt that he would soon lose his ability to speak. He had already tried very hard to pretend that he was not familiar with him, and he overplayed it all at once.

"Pfft, Qingjiang silly mother, why are you so nervous talking to me, wasn't it very natural before?"

"Ah, it's nothing, why am I nervous, I'm just...just...?"

Before Xia Changyou could think of a reason, the next sentence immediately knocked him on the spot, and he heard the Great God say leisurely, "I heard that you like me, is it true?"

Can he not take it?Can he pretend not to hear?Or unplug the network cable and pretend to be out of power?After all, it was that big mouth who told what happened just now, Xia Changyou wanted to hate that person to death.

"Yes, I like Gucheng Silly Mom very much. Silly Mom, you really have nothing to choose as the voice of a great god. Not to mention that the readers under me are all fascinated by you."

"Really? I love to hear that." The Great God raised his eyebrows, in a good mood, "Then do you like me, or do you love me?"

"Ah... love?"

"Hmm, if you just confess like this, but it's very insincere, everyone on the public screen will watch it? Could it be that the silly mother really doesn't come to confess at such a good opportunity?"

Xia Changyou was crying silently in his heart, bastard, Banxia's number is familiar with you, but I am not familiar with you. If you are so half-hearted, won't you be called a fool?

No, Xia Changyou cried silently again in his heart, how could he say such things about his great god, what kind of anger is he getting at, why didn't he let the great god make other friends, and this person is still himself?

Well, Xia Changyou was drunk thinking about eating his own jealousy.

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