Acg Male Lead is My Trumpet

Looking at the crazy-looking Yoshiko Okano, Bai Fan sighed deeply and said meaningfully.

"A nice young man, what kind of editor should he be?"

"You don't deserve to say that!" X2.

Misako Sakurai and Yoshiko Okano shouted at the same time.

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Finally, Bai Fan got into the car.

Although he has always regarded the principle of 'it's over when you feel good' as his own course of action.

But if Okano Yoshiko really went crazy like this, maybe his new book will fall into the hands of other editors.

Bai Fan didn't want to go through those editor's fancy reminders.

In a previous world, Bai Fan pushed an editor a little too far, and the higher-ups kept putting pressure on that editor, so that the editor almost committed suicide by caesarean section, and was forced into autism by Bai Fan.

It seems that the editor's name is Amano Chengzi——

"This name seems a little familiar, let's forget it, the key now is..."

The key now is how to make this live webcast perfunctory.

Even after the previous interviews, Bai Fan still doesn't like to show his face in front of the camera.

And just now, he also got permission from Yoshiko Okano and the president of MJ Wensha.

Allow him to be perfunctory to a certain extent with questions from online viewers as well as with authors.

"This way I have enough room to maneuver."

Bai Fan sat on the chair specially prepared for the author and guest, thinking happily.

"It's just the beginning, Bai, Mr. Bai, don't be nervous, no, don't be stage fright, don't worry, I, we are all handled by a professional team."

"Uh--"

Bai Fanxu focused his eyes, and he looked at Misako Sakurai's little girl with white silk trembling legs in front of him.

"that...?"

He tried to speak.

"Yes!"

Sakurai Misako's whole body tensed up suddenly.

"..."

You seem to be called stage fright, right?

"Misako?"

He spoke again.

"exist!"

Sakurai Misako raised her head with difficulty, her face flushed.

Hey - that's interesting.

Bai Fan became playful.

In an instant, all kinds of weird nicknames resounded through the shooting scene, and Misako Sakurai responded nervously.

Sure enough, bullying the poor and short is fun!

(Today I saw quite a few people from station B go to the CCTV post bar and talk about it... Hey... Don't mess with the rhythm of this matter, and there are a few who can even say things that scold their own country... Yes Don't you really think that you don't cool down fast enough?)

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Although flirting with loli is interesting, Bai Fan will get tired of it for a while.

Pigeons are inherently fickle, and men are also fickle, so Bai Fan is also fickle.

A bold and avant-garde idea gradually took shape in his mind.

Otherwise, let's talk about it first?

Anyway, she also showed her face here, so Yoshiko Okano shouldn't care if she slips away or not, right?

Dove. Dove.

Having made up his mind, Bai Fan raised his palm.

"Well, sorry, I want to go to the bathroom."

"Want to go to the bathroom?"

Okano Yoshiko turned her eyes expressionlessly, and she looked at Bai Fan suspiciously.

"You don't want pigeons, do you?"

"Nothing! How is it possible? Am I the kind of cooing pigeon?"

Bai Fan retorted dissatisfied.

"Oh, is that so? It's okay, I have a simple portable toilet here, which is specially prepared for Mr. Bai."

"????" Bai Fan.

Seeing Ryoko Okano slapping the portable toilet on the table, she stretched out her hand.

"Please start your show."

"Oh, woman."

Bai Fan clattered the table.

"You just can't trust me!?"

"Yes."

Yoshiko Okano graciously admitted.

"you..."

Just when Bai Fan was about to speak again, the voice of the film crew came from the other side.

"All the equipment is ready."

"Okay—attention all units, be ready to start setting up the live broadcast at any time."

That's it.

My ambition of wanting to googugu is over.

Bai Fan could only resolutely sit back in his seat, staring at a pair of dead fish eyes.

There is no fluctuation in his heart now, and he even wants to use the sun and flames.

Under the organization of the president and the film crew leader, this live webcast finally started.

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To be honest, this program is mainly to highlight the financial resources of MJ's literary agency and the treatment of authors.

Take the microphone in turn, talk about the evaluation of these works, and then Bai Fan and the others can start to sit on the bench.

After all, this group of writers actually just came to support the show, and most of the speeches were made by the president in the middle. Only occasionally when the post-production programs were recorded, the microphones would go to the category writers like Bai Fan.

There are also many authors who are acting out.

"What do you think of the current treatment at MJ Wenshe?"

"Choosing to join MJ Wenshe is the most important choice I have made in my life. I will always like MJ Wenshe.jpg."

"Then what do you think is good about MJ Wenshe?"

"MJ, MJ, use one for two, and whoever says it right will give it to him, San Diego, Japan."

It has to be said that when the authors started to talk about flirting, they really opened their mouths, but this part was originally a catwalk part, and not many people paid attention to it.

In addition, the authors here are all acquaintances, and basically all of them are the facade authors of MJ Wenshe. As long as they are not too excessive, they will not be stopped.

"Teacher Bai."

"Teacher Bai, come here!"

"Okay! Teacher Bai, come here!"

hehe hehe-

Bai Fanpi smiled but did not smile.

Look, this group of authors, at this moment, are like charlatans who break boulders in their chests.

When you don't know about the author, you think they are extremely cold, but in fact, you will find out when you get close to them——

It turns out that the author I admire is such a funny thing!

"Anyway, there will be a later stage." Amidst the booing of the crowd, the microphone was handed to Bai Fan

Looking at the microphone in front of him, Bai Fan opened his mouth without changing his expression.

"How bold the agency is, how prolific the literature is. We must strive for the upper reaches, and try to dig some new seedlings for the MJ Wenshe. The glory belongs to the Soviet!"

"Puuuuuuuu-"

The reporter on one side coughed violently.

He was just recording a behind-the-scenes program. Do you want to suddenly make it so Soviet?

"Then what does Teacher Bai think of the book you selected?"

"Oh, what do you think?"

Bai Fan snorted coldly.

Could it be that Bai Fan was dissatisfied?

The old writers in front did not have too many comments on the deficiencies in the work because they wanted to give encouragement to the newcomers, which also made this program definitely not have any hot spots to watch.