Acg Male Lead is My Trumpet

But this teacher Bai is different!

The host cheered up.

He knew how aggressive Bai Fan's previous interviews were.

And now, is it possible that he is going to start his tricks again?

"I think Kurosawa Chikui's "Love Between a King and a Girl" is a trend-setting masterpiece, a Bible for mankind, and it has ushered in a new era of horror novels. Let’s not talk about it! I love it!"

Bai Fan looked like a fan of brains, and started blowing wildly.

Why don't you play your cards according to the script!

The result seemed to deviate from what he had imagined. The host listened blankly to Bai Fan's blown-out speech, and then retracted the microphone with a dazed face.

"This is the end?"

"Of course it's over, is it possible that you still want to see me here?"

Bai Fan looked at the host with disgust, and waved at him.

......

After the host, who was in a state of doubt about his life, left, an author gave Bai Fan a thumbs up in admiration.

"Shameless, Mr. Bai is really shameless, but I have also read the novel by Kurosawa Chikui, and it is indeed very good."

"God riding a horse is shameless."

Bai Fan stared with fishy eyes.

"That's right! I'm just shameless, what's the matter? Let me tell you, I'm bound to get the little money rewarded by the author, so don't fight with me."

"Social society."

"My white pigeon is still my white pigeon."

Everyone laughed happily.

Everyone here is basically an acquaintance of Bai Fan, so no one will be cautious, and everyone is very relaxed.

"That's it. I'll slip away first. After you see Liangzi, help me set up a cover, and I will retreat."

"Teacher Bai, it's still being broadcast live."

"Do you think anyone will take care of us?"

Bai Fan pouted in the direction of the president of MJ Wenshe.

Indeed, now the camera is basically focused on the president, only occasionally the camera will turn to the guest seat.

In addition, this was originally a webcast, and no live audience was invited.

There is absolutely nothing wrong with Bai Fan cheating.

"Then I'll be leaving first, Qing Hua, please help me take a look."

"OK."

A young single author made an OK gesture to reassure Bai Fan.

......

Turning around and walking out of the broadcasting room, Bai Fan stood where he was, not leaving in a hurry.

"So, since I was in the broadcast room just now, you've been staring at me—"

He turned his head to look behind him, and said calmly.

"Should it be about to appear by now?"

"Are you an enemy? Or a friend?"

(As for the question of when the Xingyue group will debut, don’t worry, it will definitely appear. Have you ever shuddered at you? Soon, really soon, you can tell by looking at my eyes)

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"A friend, or an enemy?"

When Bai Fan's words fell, the air seemed to fall into a strange silence.

The long corridor stretched by the lights extended to Bai Fan's side from there.

There was no human figure to be seen at all.

"..." Bai Fan.

He took a step forward, and unconsciously grasped the black dagger in his sleeve.

Accompanied by Bai Fan's movements, the dead air slowly surged into his eyes.

Under the lingering darkness of death, Bai Fan raised his eyes again.

Still nothing exists.

"Ok?"

Feeling wrong?

"It seems that my usual nerves are too tense."

He laughed twice.

Retracting the dagger in his hand, Bai Fan turned around and walked towards the exit of the studio.

That is, when Bai Fan walked to the corner on the other side of the corridor, a girl in a kimono walked out from the corner.

"The feeling is indeed very sharp. I have already observed it from such a distance, but—is it still a little too tender?"

"That's hard to say."

"what?"

The girl in kimono opened her eyes wide in surprise.

The pitch-black dagger slammed at the girl with an indomitable momentum.

But it stopped suddenly.

"You are... type... isn't it, root type?"

That's right, the person wearing this kimono is not someone else, but the wife's root style that everyone is very familiar with.

This time it was Bai Fan's turn to be surprised.

He has already explained the root-like existence to Cangqi Chengzi, and told Cangqi Chengzi, so that she always remembers to remind herself of those people who set off from Guanbuzi City to find him.

that woman—

Aoqi Chengzi's unruly smile appeared in Bai Fan's eyes.

what--

Indeed, no matter how you look at it, that guy is not a guy who can be completely trusted.

Sooner or later, this crown-level puppeteer will be turned into R1BQ, Bai Fan swears.

"Sooner or later, the expression of slapping Cheng Zi into R1BQ has already been written on his face, well—not angry or angry, I told Cheng Zi not to tell you, and I just came here to give you a surprise."

Gengen put his palm on Bai Fan's face, tilted his head, and gently stroked Bai Fan's face like a sympathizer.

She has a calm expression and the corners of her brows are stretched.

The way of speaking is also like a wife who meets her husband after a long absence, gentle and doting.

but--

"Isn't this completely different from my painting style?!"

The funny Bai Fan has a wife who is as big as Nadeko, and there is something wrong no matter how you look at it.

But it's okay, it's just that Gengenshi came alone and didn't disrupt Bai Fan's plan, it really achieved the purpose of surprise.

And judging by the appearance of the root, it should not have exposed his existence.

"Well, of course it's impossible for me to come alone, Bai Fan."

The corners of the root-style mouth are slightly raised, and the brilliance in the eyes is flowing.

"..."

"There aren't too many people coming here, Bai Fan, you can rest assured about that."

"How many people came?"

It should be said that it is luck among misfortunes.

At least not all of them came.

"Ah... Let me think about it, because Fujino and Toko are looking for a house, and the two rituals are also coming to Chiba because of a mission... Well, there are only a few, it seems nothing People."

Genji raised the wide cuffs of the kimono, and leaned against Bai Fan with a smile.

"Of course, these people are not a threat to you, Bai Fan, right? I remember that there seems to be something called the Asura Field in this world."

"You seem to have misunderstood me."

"Misunderstanding? Alara...Mr. Bai Fan, I remember that you should also have a stronghold here. It seems to be three flat-chested girls."

"And in Guanfuzi City, you have Asakami Fujino, Ryoji, and Kuchiki Toko, girls with not peaceful breasts, and you guys seem to call this a harem state."

You are right, but I am speechless.

Not caring about Bai Fan's attitude, Gen Gen looked at Bai Fan very fondly.

"But you don't have to worry, I'm not interested in things like the main palace or the third and fourth, and I also think that a capable man can be half-hearted, so you don't have to care about whether you are a scumbag or not."

Look at what my wife said.

Bai Fan slapped his thigh.

Absolutely!

She really deserves to be a new type of Buddhist girl. The people who come out of the vortex of the root are different, and the Buddha is unimaginable.