Chapter 58: 58 How come it's still you guys?

The three fidgeters were speechless for a moment longer, each throwing their gentle, sweet, unassuming secondary persona to the wind.

Personas are for new people, and it's enough to use your true colors for this old stuff that you see basically every day.

And so--

"Eunuch Pan, how did you ...... manage to be a jerk in both the academic and online writing worlds?" Fang Zhiran asked.

Pan Xu: "......"

What a beautiful cosplayer, what an outlaw tone.

It's confirmed, it's really Little Brother.

"Fang Zhiran, don't talk about me first." Pan Xu took a deep breath, fixed his mind, and gave himself a shock, "You study God, behind the scenes are wearing a small skirt, is it?"

Fang Zhiran: "......"

"So what did the Guo Men group do to you? Did they make you physically and mentally exhausted?" Fang Zhiran is aggressive, "Are you calling me and my brother three-dimensional douchebags?"

Fang Zhiran whacked the table, raised his hand and pointed: "Do you dare to say it again in front of my senior brother?"

"So is your senior." Pan Xu argued, "Usually he directs our work so fiercely, but behind his back he is a gentle male anchor on the late night radio."

Ji Xingchuan: "?"

Efforts have been made to keep quiet to lower the presence.

How could these two still have lava thrown at his head.

"What is it exactly that you knock on when you sit on the windowsill of your office every day?" Ji Xingchuan asks, "The space bar?"

Ji Xingchuan : "How come your online essay is as unprogressive as your dissertation?"

Pan Xu: "......"

"Hypocritical, Senior Brother Ji." Pan Xu says, "You already called me a eunuch in your heart when you sent the soybean smile just now!"

"What about you?" Ji Xingchuan asked, "'Ji Xingchuan is a dog'?"

Pan Xu: "?!"

"Fang Zhiran!" Pan Xu elbowed Fang Zhiran, "He's reading your messages, we're both Masters, we have to work together against the Doctor!"

Fang Zhiran: "?"

[Station X: S City Comic Con Live Broadcast]

Anchor: "Everyone has been waiting for a long time, now our three guests from Area A have entered the arena! As you can see through our camera, the three guests from Zone A are working feverishly ......

Anchor: Quarrel?

Anchor: ????

At the guest table, each of the three guests is clad in tattered secondary vests and their smiles are forced.

"Don't get a master's degree or a doctorate." Fang Zhiran said, "It's hard to take a day off, don't mention the third dimension."

"I don't want to." Pan Xu said.

Fang Zhiran is a bit better, pretty cosplayer, secondary atmosphere pulls full.

That one over there, sit down there, it's a walking thesis.

Both of these id temperatures are so low that Pan Xu is feeling cold and stiff in his happy secondary limbs.

"My Comic-Con experience has been reduced by 50 percent." Fang Zhiran said.

"You two, too." Pan Xu said, "Made it up like it was real, one said they were going to a painting show, the other said they were going to a car show."

Pan Xu: "Is there a painting here? Is there a car?"

"Not here?" Fang Zhiran asked heartily.

Ji Xingchuan: "......"

"Enough." Ji Xingchuan slapped the table twice, "Stop it."

"He shot a good group meeting." Pan Xu began to shake.

"A little bit." Fang Zhiran said, "I'm going to be stressed."

Ji Xingchuan took a deep breath and tried his best to make his voice sound gentle and rational, "At least maintain the fans' secondary experience, the signing is about to start, so let's do business first."

Fang Zhiran: "Copy."

Pan Xu: "Copy."

Ji Xingchuan: "......"

Can't take it anymore.

"Three teachers, let me explain the process to you again." Will Moon Media's Comic Show planner came, "Ji Yu Teacher's side is you give autographs, each person has thirty seconds of greeting time, Snowflakes Teacher's interactive group photo time is thirty seconds, Ji Shao ...... Winter Teacher, this is the first time you participate in the Comic Show as a CV, I'll talk to you about it, your fans will probably ask for a group photo or voice blessing ......"

"Don't worry." Ji Xingchuan says, "Before I came here, Snowflakes cosplayed me with fans of various personalities and simulated signing scenes."

Comic-Con Planning: "......"

Being stuffed with dog food.

"What about me?" Pan Xu raised his hand nervously, "Teacher Snowflakes teach me too."

He had just finished speaking when a slightly cool gaze landed on him and he shivered.

Why are you staring at me? You're the one who learns, not me?

"You don't have to worry about that." Fang Zhiran said, "Fifty thousand words more in two months, just wait to be output, can't you see your team is smoking black?"

Pan Xu: "......"

I just said it was wrong and you guys advised me to take it easy.

"We have a short break at noon, and then in the afternoon, Snowflakes-sensei you and Winter-sensei have stage programs." Shogetsu's Comic Con planner said.

"Remember, thanks." Fang Zhiran said.

So thoughtful and what a great experience working at Will Moon Media.

"Let's put it this way." Fang Zhiran said, "Now that we're all on the same rope, it's time to be friendly."

Ji Xingchuan nodded, "Indeed."

"We're all people with our feet on two or three paths, we all need to know some unwritten rules." Fang Zhiran gently patted Pan Xu's shoulder, "From now on, don't say anything you shouldn't, understand?"

Pan Xu (hp-20, san-20) rubs his shoulders, "Got it got it got it got it, we're all on our own from now on."

"We studied at Guo Men together, so let's cover each other's identities." said Fang Zhiran. Fang Zhiran said, "Let's keep a low profile and keep our clothes on, after all, in Guo Men, we are all considered to be our own people with a common language, the kind of people who can open the team's voice."

Pan Xu: "I, Pan Xu, swear that I won't expose both of your vests, or I'll break my shift."

Holding each other's handles and tearing each other's vests, we all smiled at each other to end the feud.

The guest signing in Area A has officially begun, and fans were guided by the staff to enter the venue in an orderly manner.

[Live from Station X: S City Comic Con Spectacular]

Anchor: "Starting to sign, teams are moving."

Anchor: "Hahaha how so many people ask for winter and Snowflakes teacher interaction ah, so good at finding their own candy."

The live feed was so full of people that you couldn't see the guest gallery at all.

[@Ginger quits the airwaves]

Jiang Feng slipped his cell phone back into his pocket.

There was no hurry, he could see them, and at this rate of movement, he would be able to meet the three teachers around 2:00 pm.

It was an infield ticket that he hadn't earned easily because he had met a part-time assassin who had been doing groceries for two brothers and a sister for a full month.

But it was worth it to add to the three guest teachers.

A staff member came all the way along the line and handed out bread and water.

"Will Moon Media's winter and Snowflakes teacher prepared light refreshments for everyone." The staff said, "Everyone worked hard in line."

Jiang Feng, who was in a state of hunger, received the bread and was touched by it.

Sister Snowflakes is beautiful and kind and a great winter teacher.

*

"Authentication successful, please enter." The ticket checker sounded at the main entrance of the Comic-Con venue.

"Senior sister Xi, come quickly." Gan Wanhe beckoned, "There are so many people and the cell phone signal is average, let's not get separated."

"It's hilarious!" Chu Xi looks around, "So many cosplayers, I realized I can recognize so many characters hey, oooooh my childhood."

"Ahhhhhh that abs, handsome." Gan Wanhe wipes his mouth, "Coming here, my mental state is instantly normalized."

"The second dimension is so good." Chu Xi said, "I'm going to fall in place, so happy."

"We both had the best food on this day off." Gan Wanhe said, "Now it seems that the lives of the senior brothers and sisters are so boring."

Chu Xi: "My deepest sympathies."

The two of them wandered east and west when suddenly they heard someone scream.

"Teacher Jing Yu! I want to shoot him, I like him so much."

Gan Wanhe looks on curiously as a group of people gather around a cosplayer to click pictures.

Gan Wanhe, holding Chu Xi, excitedly squeezed into the crowd.

Gan Wanhe: "?"

Gan Wanhe and Chu Xi burrowed out in disappointment, like Squidward putting away his folding bed.

"He doesn't look good." Chu Xi whispered.

"Shhh, you don't understand." Gan Wanhe says, "The rules of the cos-circle, no face-painting."

"I was wrong I was wrong." Chu Xi said.

"I heard that Ms. Jing Yu is a student at A University, so that's awesome." Another person was attracted to him, "He still has time to come to Comic-Con, that's awesome."

Chu Xi : "University of A? I can't believe I met an alumnus."

"Not surprising." Gan Wanhe said, "With a show this big, there's bound to be a lot of A-students who are into second chance to come."

Gan Wanhe : "But there shouldn't be anyone we know, so we both feel free to play."

*

In the late afternoon, Fang Zhiran is reminded by a staff member to take a five-minute break at the guest table.

"I'm okay with that, I didn't take a break in between signings." Fang Zhiran said.

"Snowflakes Teacher has been interacting and taking pictures together, it will be harder." The staff said, "It is Yu Jin teacher arranged in advance, has been put into the signing process of publicity, informed to the fans."

Staff member: "Just now your fans were asking how come Mr. Snowflakes isn't taking a break yet."

"Okay." Fang Zhiran rubbed his somewhat sore shoulders and neck and gave his fans a heartbeat.

Father is resting, you guys continue.

He moved a bit towards Ji Xingchuan to see his senior's hilarity.

A fan walked up, "I'm a longtime fan of your radio station!"

Fang Zhiran pricked up his ears.

"Two year old fan." The fan said.

That's not as old as I am, Fang Zhiran thought reassuringly.

"Thanks." Ji Xingchuan took the colored paper with his secondary image on it and sharply signed his winter id.

"Does sensei have any plans to take on a pure love radio drama in the future?" The fan asked.

"Not for now." Ji Xingchuan said, "But if I'm not busy three times this year, I'll take on more work and make up a few after-sales jobs as well."

Some hidden vocals, left for Fang Zhiran to listen to and play.

"Have you figured out how to take pictures?" Ji Xingchuan asked.

Fans jumped at the chance to see you take a picture with Mr. Snowflakes."

Fang Zhiran, who was looking around, was grabbed by the hook of his neck and gave a yay at the fan's camera.

Next, Mr. Snowflakes began to eavesdrop on the left side.

Fans in front of the guest stage are greeting: "two months to write 50,000 words, leave more than Wenqin, more reasons like the stars in the sky, today the water shut off tomorrow the power outage the day after tomorrow life great enlightenment to see through the red dust, nails broken leave, feet broken leave, was the younger brother patted the shoulders of the two times also have to ask for leave, to give a piece of paper to the elementary school students, so that he can write 800 words of composition are more efficient than you. "

"Hurry up and be more!" The fan took the signed book and hated it as he left.

Pan Xu tilted his head sadly.

Who understands that it really hurts to be tapped on the shoulder by a senior.

Fang Zhiran table are all gifts, Ji senior brother table are also handwritten blessing postcards, only his side, one person to send him a paragraph diss, sentence by sentence solid heart.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk." Fang Zhiran said sympathetically, "Get a serious book signing, I'll keep your secret."

Fang Zhiran: "Except for me and Brother Xing Chuan, no one in our clan will know about your disgrace, and we promise to keep our mouths shut, so you won't be disgraced in the clan."

Pan Xu : "It's said as if you're very radiant in a poncho doing house dancing."

"I am radiant and beautiful." Fang Zhiran said, "Eunuch Pan, I'll give you two fists."

"Can you two stop fighting?" Ji Xingchuan held his head in his hands, "Can you show a little respect for the atmosphere of Comic-Con? If you don't stop arguing, one of you will have to submit a review for me tonight."

Fang Zhiran and Pan Xu reflexively said, "Roger."

"Mrs. Pan, go ahead and update it." Fang Zhiran said, "It's not the quantity that counts, the content looks good and kills everything."

"Snowflakes teacher, please produce more output." Pan Xu said, "Teenage girls all come to order, the cos circle has you marvelous."

"You'll get scolded." Fang Zhiran said, "The next reader is coming."

"Hello, long time waiting." The staff asked the next fan to enter, "Thank you for your support, go meet your favorite teacher."

It's my turn! Jiang Feng shouted excitedly in his heart.

So nervous, first time lining up a signing of this magnitude, first time meeting such great guests.

When he was just standing in line he heard his fans say that they should cherish every signing opportunity, the guests in Area A are of high quality and it's hard to meet them.

Jiang Feng was so nervous that he didn't dare to raise his head, and with trembling and excited hands, he fished out three A large limited keychains from his pocket and handed them to the staff member who delivered the gifts on his behalf.

"A small gift." Jiang Feng said, "For the three teachers."

"Teacher Ji Yu." Jiang Feng lowered his head and said, "I've been chasing your writing for a long time, every time I'm busy in the lab until the wee hours of the morning and open my reading program, if I can see you updating, I'm in a great mood!"

"Your writing is superb and makes my research life less boring." Jiang Feng.

Not far away, Mr. Winter was recording blessings for the fans who came over for the signing, his voice was clear and clean, and his bite was clear, like a clear spring into the ear.

"Happy birthday in advance." Mrs. Winter was saying, "Good luck with your graduation and finding a satisfying job."

Just as the winter interaction ended and Snowflakes was still taking a break, the staff came forward and distributed Jiang Feng's gifts to the three guests.

"Thanks." Ji Xingchuan said, "What's this?"

Ji Xingchuan: "?"

What a familiar gift.

"A big keychain, hard currency." Fang Zhiran leaned over and mingled, "I bought three of them, and I've traded thirty of them on the Internet, it's cool."

"...... I bought it too." Ji Xingchuan said, "It was taken to school by Ji Ze to show off."

Teacher Snowflakes gathered her long white hair behind her ears with both hands, pursed her mouth, and looked over toward Pan Xu, "Is it an alumnus ......???????????"

"What's wrong?" Ji Xingchuan asked.

What's with the bad internet and the speech jams.

Ji Xingchuan also looked over, "???"

Pan Xu is on the verge of being called a pangolin today, as he buries his head in a clunker and writes special signatures.

The fans in front of you are still greeting, "...... But, your update is really too bad, writing is a persistent thing, you have to be able to afford the readers' love, you can't take a vacation just because of a little thing. I'm optimistic about this book, it has a lot of potential, very good-looking, the teacher go ahead and write, other unimportant things can be put aside first."

"Good good." Pan Xu said, "I'm wrong, I'll definitely write it properly later."

Pan Xu ："Thank you for my gift, it's too expensive ...... Huh? A big keychain yeah?"

Pan Xu looks up and hands out the signed book.

"You know?" Jiang Feng looked up in surprise.

Pan Xu: "......"

Jiang Feng: "?"

Pan Xu: "............"

The smiles on both sides disappeared into the corners of their mouths.

Jiang Feng: "Pan Pan Pan Pan Pan Pan ......"

"Shh, shh." Pan Xu hastily made a silent gesture.

During this period of time, we rolled the project together, saw each other, not to mention wearing a mask, Jiang Feng dare say that he recognized Pan Xu even if he turned into ashes.

Jiang Feng The expression on his face changed from surprise to shock and back again.

"I ...... spent 480 dollars." He said, "The whole $480 and I waited in line for three hours to see a you?!!!"

"Calm down." Pan Xu sweats like a pig and raises his hand to point, "It's not just me, there are two heavy hitters here! Look!"

Jiang Feng: "No one."

Pan Xu: "????"

You guys, when did you all squat?

Under the guest table, Fang Zhiran and Ji Xingchuan are grouped together, trying to minimize their presence.

"I never want to come to Comic-Con again." Ji Xingchuan said, "I was going to try."

"I can't take it anymore." Fang Zhiran said in a crumpled voice, "I shouldn't be out white-haired teenagers today, I should be out air."

"Ranran, Elder Brother's head hurts a little." Ji Xingchuan said.

"Didn't he go to the reunion?" Fang Zhiran asked, "He's bullshitting too!"

"In a way." Ji Xingchuan said, "He was really at a class reunion."

Fang Zhiran became furious and clawed at Pan Xu's calf.

"Ow." Pan Xu let out a miserable scream.

"Let him go, quickly." Fang Zhiran said.

"Winter Sensei." A bewildered Comic-Con planner approached, "Your fans have arrived, please continue with the signing."

Ji Xingchuan: "......"

Mr. Winter slowly rises from the back of the guest gallery.

"Hello, long wait." The winter vocal line kicked in.

"Teacher, finally I see you!" The little girl was so happy that she couldn't stop talking, "Teacher you look so handsome."

Yeah, Jiang Feng thought, "That's 480 bucks. I've got to get my money back.

Yesterday's group will have been tired, or first look at the winter ......

Jiang Feng: "?"

Ji Xingchuan: "."

Pan Xu covers his eyes in embarrassment and misery.

Jiang Feng's pupils began to dilate.

"Mr. Snowflakes, little Snowflakes," the staff reminds, "it's break time, come out for business."

Fang Zhiran is rising.

Snow-white hair hung down in front of the teenager's forehead, and the teenager hung his head, the small dragon horns in front of his forehead were hidden.

Snowflakes Teacher's mouth is pursed and her white eyelashes are slightly fluttering.

"Hello." Jiang Feng asked the staff, "Can I take a picture with Mr. Snowflakes?"

"Of course." The staff said, "For a ticket price of 480 you can have your picture taken with any of the teachers, but won't you take a picture with Ji Yu-sensei?"

Jiang Feng takes a deep breath, "I want to shoot with little Snowflakes."

This cosplayer is so pretty, it's not a bad idea to get a group photo, 480, those two were purely accidental.

Snowflakes teacher pinched two rows of fingernail marks out of the guest table.

Teacher Snowflakes stood up haughtily, carrying the hem of her overly long coat, and took a step forward to the guest of honor's table.

Pan Xu covered his face and winter blocked his eyes.

Gou Zhi, Fang Zhiran.

"Sister Snowflakes." Jiang Feng said happily, "Can you compare hearts with me?"

Fang Zhiran: "????"

"Snowflakes sister?" The pretty cosplayer spoke up, "I'm your dad."

Jiang Feng: "?"

Good, familiar voice.

Jiang Feng: "......"

Jiang Feng, crazy.