Jiang Jing raised his brows, guessing something from Lias' eyes, and then said nothing, looking at Ayano: "Let's continue walking."

Iida Ayano looked at Jiang Jing and the two people who were holding his arms around him without letting go, and nodded stiffly with a smile: "Okay, please follow me."

"That's... Kanda-kun..." Izumi Masamune, who was sitting in the first row, looked at the distance in surprise from a long distance away, and couldn't believe that the young man was the one he knew.

If it weren't for the presence of Shiina Mashiro with a special temperament, he wouldn't be sure.

"You know that person and Izumi-kun." The short-haired pretty girl Qianshou Cunzheng frowned, looking at Jiang Jing who was surrounded by everyone, a flash of rejection flashed in his eyes.

As long as she is a normal woman, she doesn't like a man like Jiang Jing who looks like a playboy and a self-propelled self-propelled cannon.

"Well, this is Kanda-kun. I didn't expect Kanda-kun to be so popular with women, and he also said that he has no experience." Izumi Masamune said enviously, confirming what Izumi Sagiri said about Jiang Jing as a winner in life.

He was already thinking about when to ask Jiang Jing for advice on how to coax a girl. Although Sagiri and him have gotten along much better recently, they still make him a headache from time to time.

Why are women so difficult to understand?Thinking of this, Jiang Jingshi and Izumi Masamune were even more admirable when he looked into the distance surrounded by beautiful beauties and no one dared to get emotional.

"Kanda? Shentian..." Senshou Cunzheng's eyes fell on the nameplate on the table facing the main seat on the stage.

Qianshou Village Zheng was a little uncertain, pointing to the seat and said: "Izumi-kun, do you think this Kanda-kun is this Shentian..."

"Teacher Shentian!"

Izumi Masamune was taken aback for a moment, and hesitated for a moment: "It shouldn't be, it's just a homonym. Isn't it said on the Internet that Teacher Shentian is a middle-aged uncle?"

Although Kanda and Shentian are homonyms, this guess also flashed in Masamune Izumi's mind when he met Jiang Jing for the second time, but he subconsciously denied it.

Because not everyone will change their real name to a homonym as a pen name like him, and write a novel as delicate as Dragon and Tiger full of various love and life experiences in high school.

"But I didn't expect Kanda-kun to be sitting here. I don't know if he is a cartoonist or a writer. Seeing that he is seated so far forward, he must be very strong."

The seating arrangements for the entire banquet have taken into consideration the identities and strengths of the visitors. For example, the five tables in the first row near the stage are all occupied by top writers and cartoonists in the circle.

The same is true for their table. Masamune Izumi can sit here because his new work is the second best-selling book in May, and because he is the number one light novel martial arts competition in the event, he can barely sit here.

As for Senshou Cunzheng, as a rare top-selling author with tens of millions, he must be qualified, and I am still a 14-year-old middle school girl with scary grades.

"But it's strange Chishou, besides Teacher Shentian, there are a few masters called Kazami, Saigyouji, and Gremory who haven't arrived at our table. Why haven't we heard of them?" Masamune Izumi looked at the other masters at the table. The nameplates in front of the empty positions, he said doubtfully.

People in the circle of tens of millions of sales novelists, top cartoonists, and Izumi Masamune almost all have impressions, but have they never heard of any of these names?

Qianshou Village Zheng shook his head: "I haven't heard of it either."

"Huh... Kanda-kun seems to be walking towards us." At this moment, Izumi Masamune suddenly noticed Iida Ayano, the leader of Jiang Jing's group, walking towards them.

Could it be... The words of Senshou Murashi just now came to Izumi Masamune's mind.

"Mr. Kanda, here are the seats for you and Mashiro." Iida Ayano, who came over, pointed to the seat with the nameplate of Shenten on the table of Izumi Masamune and the others.

Jiang Jing nodded slightly: "Please edit Iida."

After speaking, Jiang Jing looked at Shiina Mashiro and Rias who were still holding his arms: "Okay, let's let go now, and sit down first."

At this time, he had also seen the nameplates of Gremory and Himejima on the left hand side of his seat, and as he guessed, Rias had someone arrange the seat next to him.

As for Shiina Mashiro, he sat on his right hand.

According to the normal situation, although Shiina Mashiro's manga performance is excellent, it is not enough to sit in the first row, but don't forget that she has another title of manga artist whose artistic status is higher than that of all the writers present.

A world-class talented girl painter, and her painting skills have already entered the room, compared with the current top painters, she only has a little less time to settle.

"Kanda-kun, you..." At this moment, Izumi Masamune, who finally recovered from the shock, stood up quickly, and looked at the river view across the table with some embarrassment and disbelief.

"Mr. Hequan, we meet again." Jiang Jing, who had noticed him earlier, smiled and nodded.

"Hey, Mr. Kanda and Mr. Izumi know each other." Ayano Iida was a little surprised.

"Since you two know each other well, I won't introduce any more, Mr. Kanda, Mashiro, please sit down and rest first, and I will leave first if I have something else to do." Iida Ayano, who was very busy today, said goodbye.

As a manga editor, Mabai is not the only one of her subordinates, there are also some who are of high status and need her to receive.

"I'm sorry, Editor Iida."

"Goodbye, Ayano." Shiina Mashiro also said.

"Goodbye everyone, Mashiro, come on." Iida Ayano finally gave Shiina Mashiro an encouraging look.

After Iida Ayano left, Kiba Yuto behind pointed to the second row of seats beside him, and said with a smile, "Kanda-senpai, minister, I'm there with Kitty, I'll toast you later. "

"Where are you guys sitting, okay?" Jiang Jing looked at Kiba Yuto's hand, and nodded to the four girls at the table who were staring at him dumbfounded.

After Kiba Yuto and the kitty left, Jiang Jing looked at the three women beside him and the awkward Izumi Masamune opposite, and smiled slightly: "Everyone, please sit down."

"Heaven is he?"

"how is this possible?"

"Didn't you say that the author of that novel is a middle-aged greasy uncle? God, what a greasy uncle..." Many painters and novel authors who have been paying attention to this position all stared at Jiang Jing who was sitting down.

Originally, the astonishment of this charm made two young men who seldom compete for beauties, those greasy half-house men who only know how to write novels and draw cartoons every day, became extremely jealous and envious.

At this time, after discovering that he is the author who wrote Dragon and Tiger works that broke countless records in a month, I had the illusion of deeply doubting life.

Why do people write a novel without saying that they have good grades, are so handsome, and there are so many beautiful women chasing after them, and they don't want to go to the custom shop in the dead of night, so they can only look at the producer's wife with their hands...

"Wow, I didn't expect Teacher Shentian to be so handsome, woo woo...I found out that I fell in love with him, what should I do..." On the third row of tables, a beautiful female illustrator in her 20s covered her face, wearing a flowery suit. Crazy look.

"You, there is no chance. You can see the level of the woman next to her." A male novelist at the same table struck, and the men at the same table immediately nodded, and a smell of lemon permeated the air. Come.

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