Acg Male Lead is My Trumpet

"That... Teacher Bai Fan - your computer..."

"No more! No more! All updates are gone!"

Bai Fan jumped up suddenly, he stretched out his hands, embraced his laptop, and answered seriously.

"My book is finished, no one can urge it! No one can urge it!"

"..." Bai Xiao.

Why are you so good?

Or is it that the current author has been urged to the point of going crazy?

"That... Teacher Bai, I'm not urging you to update, I'm just asking how you will solve the readers' eager desire to see the next volume."

"It's not a reminder, why do you ask this? You must be a reminder."

Bai Fan looked at the crew vigilantly, and then suddenly realized.

"Oh! I see! You're a bunch of readers in disguise! Where's the real film crew?"

"..." Bai Xiao.

This is beyond communication.

"Let's just start another section. This part will be cut out for the time being, and everything will be handed over to us in the later stage."

The film crew leader covered his face with his hands.

She's on the verge of crying now.

Why do you want to take this job?

"No one can remind you, no one, happy pigeons can't be restrained by mere readers."

Bai Fan's fingers trembled slightly.

Bai Xiao's fingers trembled slightly.

That's it!

This job looks like it's going to be hard work.

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The recording process, which was originally scheduled to end in three hours, was abruptly arranged until six o'clock in the afternoon.

During this period, Bai Fan kept talking nonsense.

In this regard, the film crew leader just waved his hand.

"Leave it to our late stage!"

At the end, Bai Xiao was finally able to get away, came to Bai Fan, and asked her most curious question.

It really is a brain fan.

Even though she was tossed so hard by Bai Fan, this beautiful girl still worked tirelessly.

"That, Mr. Bai, the questions I'm going to ask next will not be included in the program, they are just my personal curiosity."

"What do you think of your writing process? From the best-selling of the first "Songs from Hell", to refreshing other people's views of you one after another, and finally reaching the current authorship—"

"There are also some people on the Internet who have objections to your writing process. After all, your rise is indeed beyond ordinary people."

"But no matter what they think, there is no doubt that your authorship is definitely more dramatic, just like your novels, so how do you see your own writing journey?"

Asking such a serious question all of a sudden doesn't match my personal setup at all?

Bai Fan tilted his head, thinking about how to answer the other party's question.

Finally he decided.

"Miss Bai Xiao, are you also a reader of my novel?"

"Ah."

Bai Xiao nodded.

"Have you seen it in my novels?"

"seen?"

"Is the protagonist in my work born with a unique ability?"

"It's...not."

Bai Xiao shook his head honestly.

The protagonists in Bai Fan's works are basically some particularly unlucky people.

Usually if one incident is resolved, there will be unlucky ones interspersed with successive incidents.

Those protagonists don't have any high abilities, and they don't have any prominent backgrounds.

"This is the difference in perspective between the author and the reader. In fact, they are different from ordinary people."

Bai Fan smiled.

"In the eyes of readers, they are ordinary people who need to go through hard work to grow further, but in the eyes of the author, they are not ordinary."

"They are the protagonists."

"Unlucky? Difficult incidents entangled one after another? These are not a problem for the protagonist."

"Miss Bai Xiao said it just now, right? Some people on the Internet have maliciously speculated about my authorship, saying that I rely on my connections to gain promotional resources by using the editor-in-chief."

"But what about these?"

"I'm still here, standing here as an author, not getting knocked down by anyone, not wondering about the path I'm on because of any nasty comments."

Bai Xiao seemed to understand something, she raised her head.

"The author is actually very pure."

The corners of Bai Fan's mouth were raised high, and his black eyes were shining with a different kind of brilliance.

They can't help but keep flipping through the book review area because of one of your compliments.

I will also reflect on my work because of one of your criticisms.

"Every author is the protagonist of his own life, and everyone is also the protagonist of his own life. For those Internet blackmailers and keyboard warriors, I only have one sentence for them—"

"Never ignore rumors and serious injuries."

(The time of the live broadcast...the time of the live broadcast is not accurate, basically it depends on me...after a little rest, or if I am in a good mood, there is no rush for things like code words! Most of them are concentrated between [-]pm and [-]pm Let’s start broadcasting at a certain time, and occasionally play LOL or PlayerUnknown’s Battlegrounds.)

Chapter 1. My lord sister? What kind of coquettish slut?

Three days later—

"Big show! "The Author's House" will be released tonight! I'll show you the secrets of the authors you've been interested in—"

"Teacher Bai's book! The final volume of "Between the Dolls"! Now on sale!"

Sure enough, as Okano Yoshiko said.

The final volume of "Between Dolls" will be sold when the show is broadcast.

Taking advantage of this upsurge, the final closing of Bai Fan's novel may be more eye-catching than the previous volumes.

Qing Hua Ji: Congratulations on the end of "Between Dolls", Mr. Bai, get out of the pigeon camp, please.

Sun Knight Brando: I grew up watching the book "Between Dolls", please read it quickly!

Young Girl Emperor: "Between the Dolls" is very well written, none of my books can compare to it, but I am only a little more handsome than the author of "Between the Dolls" (thumb and index finger overlap , there may be a universe in it)

When Bai Fan's novel is finished, his friends will naturally spare no effort to build up momentum for him. Regarding this, Bai Fan's attitude is——

Bai: Drafting a group of pigeons, with blood spurting people!Don't confuse me, who is pure and innocent, with you!You go away!

These people are okay if they don't talk, but Bai Fan knows it's going to be bad when they talk.

Through contact with Bai Xiao, he knew it.

These guys are all famous pigeons in the industry!As soon as these guys push the book, I don't know how many readers have abandoned the book!

I think I, Bai Fan, treated these guys well, but at this moment, these people started to backstab themselves crazily.

"My mind is broken, my friend."

Bai Fan held a bottle of Fat House Happy Water and drank a few sips.

"Mr. Bai Fan, isn't there still your interview program tonight? Don't you want to watch it?"

"Don't watch it, anyway, this show is just a post-production show of special effects."

Bai Fan waved his hand.

"Oh? It would be a pity not to watch it? Isn't it hard for you to be on TV for the last time? Teacher Bai Fan——"

Aozaki orange on one side fanned the flames.

"Could it be that our teacher Bai Fan felt a little shy? So many people watched you on TV together."

"shy?"

Clang! ! !

Without further ado, Bai Fan placed the largest TV monitor on Aoqi Chengzi's desk.

"Come, come, let's see how your Bai Fan performs!"

Bai Fan clapped his palms, beckoning everyone to approach.

"You bastard...I have to work..."

Looking at the TV in front of her that was almost two-thirds the size of her body, Aoqi Chengzi looked bewildered.

"Come! Look! Be merry!"

"...Not interested in."

Ryoichi shook his head, lowered his head again and wiped the ancient sword Nine Characters Kanesada he had just found.