All male gods are academic masters [boy group]

The huge curtain shone with a faint blue light, and it slowly opened with screams.

Behind the curtain, there are three young men in ancient costumes, one is playing the piano, the other is painting, and the other is dancing sword.

These three people are handsome in appearance and relaxed in posture, but their demeanor is really refined.

"These are the three super-famous gods in the ancient style circle."

The people next to him were all younger brothers who didn't understand anything, so Lu Ran had to explain to them in a low voice in the dim lights.

"The club they are in is called 'Moran', which is equivalent to 'Hua Lin' in the ancient style circle. The three great gods on the stage have not appeared together for a long time. We are very lucky this time, and we are in time for the fifth anniversary of 'Moran' .”

Wen Ci smiled and nodded: "It turns out that there are so many skills in the cosplay world, and they will be ranked first and second."

"Of course!" You Sheng, who was sitting in the front row, turned around after hearing the words, "The competition in the industry is fierce. Although the difficulty of becoming the number one is not as difficult as in our entertainment industry, it is almost the same."

Liang Zheng watched the show boredly, with a half-dead look: "Then why don't they just go to the entertainment circle?"

Lu Ran snorted coldly: "I don't want to make a living on this, it's an interest, it's a hobby, do you understand?"

Liang Zheng shrugged indifferently: "I don't understand~ I just don't understand~ Come and hit me~"

Lu Ran: "..."

Wen Ci pressed Liang Zheng's head down helplessly: "Be quiet for a while."

Liang Zheng immediately sat upright, and responded like a good baby: "Okay! I'll listen to you!"

Lu Ran: "...It would be great if Susu was here."

Liang Zheng rolled his eyes in confusion: "Why?"

"I can ask him for advice..." Lu Ran said as he changed seats with Bai Mo, and moved to Bai Mo's protection range, "Ask me how to safely remove human vocal cords."

Liang Zheng gritted his teeth angrily: "I don't know how to cut vocal cords, but I'm pretty good at cutting people's heads. Would you like to experience it in 3D?"

"Hush!" Wen Ci couldn't take it anymore, "Everyone be quiet, don't be kicked out by the field controller."

“Okay~~~”

Lu Ran curled her lips in disgust, then turned her head and continued to look at the three people on the stage.

It's a pity that just as he turned his head, the performance on the stage just ended.The three cosers stood up and saluted, and the lights in the venue gradually turned on.

Bai Mo carefully looked at the items on the stand and the etiquette of the three people, and nodded approvingly: "It seems that they have indeed studied the ancient rituals."

"Of course!" Lu Ran turned into a free amway member in an instant, "This kind of program must have done detailed information inquiries before, not to mention that people in the ancient style circle originally entered the circle because they love ancient culture. Except for a few people who try to catch fame, everyone else is a buddy who works hard to learn ancient cultural knowledge!"

Bai Mo looked at the smudged look in Lu Ran's eyes, and felt as happy as the clouds blooming and the moon shining in his heart.

"It seems that I can pay more attention to this circle in the future."

As soon as he finished speaking, the two hosts had already walked onto the stage.

The male host took a button-shaped thing in his hand and put it on the table that was already set up on the stage.

"Next, it's the lottery session. There are five lottery items in this event, and the prizes are very rich~"

The hostess continued: "The method of the lottery is the number on the back of your ticket. There are 2100 guests this time, and the two of us will press this button later."

She turned and pointed to the big screen.

"Then one of the 2000 numbers will be randomly displayed on the big screen!"

Hearing this, everyone in the venue looked at the tickets in their hands.

The 2000 numbers are not arranged in sequence, but in random order. Even for two adjacent people, the numbers on the tickets may be very different.

You Sheng looked back at Wen Ci: "Wen Wen, where are our tickets?"

"Don't worry, I'll give it to Wang Qin. If we win, he will go to accept the prize for us."

After all, they don't want to be exposed to the public's sight so early.

Although everyone already knew that the people from MAJ had come to the comic exhibition, but the positions of the few people were still hidden at the moment, and the activities were carried out very tightly, so they didn't attract too much attention from others.

But winning the prize is different, when all the flashing lights gather, they will have no peace for a moment.

The hostess put her hand on the button: "Okay, then we will start the first lottery draw now!"

The whispers in the field gradually subsided, and everyone was staring at the screen in front of them, only hoping that the number that appeared on it would be their own.

"Then the first award-winning friend is—"

The host paused, and the jumping numbers on the screen stopped for an instant.

"It's the friend with the number '936', so lucky, where are you?"

The arena became noisy again, and everyone looked around, wanting to see who was so lucky and stood out among the more than 2000 people.

"936..." Liang Zheng rubbed his chin, recalled with a frown, "I seem to have heard of this number... Hey, You Sheng, you are not particularly sensitive to numbers... ..Eh, wait a minute."

The expressions of the six people froze for a moment.

"If i remember correctly......"

You Sheng turned his head stiffly to look at Zhou Zhou beside him.

"I think you're playing tricks."

Lu Rankuang nodded: "That's right, that's right!! It's a shame, isn't it! I forgot, he!!! is!!!"

Zhou Zhou slightly raised his eyebrows, but still looked indifferent.

"It's okay." He lowered his eyes to look at You Sheng beside him, and said in a calm voice, "All my prizes are for you."

You Sheng immediately withdrew his condemning eyes, and his brows and eyes were full of joy: "It's not too bad!"

Lu Ran: "..."

"Silly Bai! Look at his roommate!" Lu Ran's round face was swollen with anger, almost like a thin-skinned bun, "You are doing well! I want a prize too!"

Bai Mo, who was named, smiled helplessly: "Compared to luck, I really can't compete with Zhou Zhou."

Seeing the resentment in the eyes of the little bun in front of him, Bai Mo quickly continued the second half of the sentence.

"But it doesn't matter." His eyes were soft, "No matter what the prize is, I will definitely get you the exact same one in the future."

Only then was Lu Ran relieved, and turned around in satisfaction.

Liang Zheng and Wen Ci, who watched the whole process from the sidelines: "..."

After a while, Liang Zheng hesitated and coughed softly: "Wen Xiaoci, cough, that... Actually, I also want what they said..."

Wen Ci smiled softly: "What are you talking about? It's a bit noisy here, I can't hear you clearly."

Liang Zheng: "...It's all right."

Wen Ci: "Well, you're so good."

Wang Qin, who was sitting not far from them, finally realized under You Cheng's burning gaze that the number was in his hands. He quickly picked out the one belonging to Zhou Zhou from the seven tickets, and held it up high. hands.

"Host, my number is '936'."

The host, who had been waiting for the lucky one, had a bright moment and waved to Wang Qin.

"Okay, lucky boy, please come to the stage to receive the prize!"

Wang Qin hurriedly rushed to the stage in three steps and two steps, looking eager to get the prize.

Although the prize wasn't for him, after all, the seven foxes were sitting down watching him now, so he didn't dare to be perfunctory.

"Please take it."

The host handed a folding fan with exquisite packaging to Wang Qin.

"This is not an ordinary folding fan." The host smiled mysteriously, "Open it and have a look."

Wang Qin took a peek at Zhou Zhou in the audience, and after receiving a cool affirmative look from the other party, he responded "Okay" and randomly unpacked the fan.

Under the packaging, it is indeed a beautifully made fan.

Wang Qin unfolded it, and the ink and wash on the fan surface covered a soft landscape, and there were rows of beautiful poems beside it.

"Guess who painted the pictures on this fan? Who wrote the words?"

The hostess smiled mysteriously, with uncontrollable excitement in her eyes.

But Wang Qin, who was at the center of this excitement, said: "..."

No matter how excited you are, it's useless, how do I know who is who?

In the whole venue, I don't know anyone!

The hostess waited for a long time until her face froze, but the young man in front of her still had a pensive look with empty eyes.

Hostess: "..."

Could it be that the one who got drawn is a fool?

but! Yes!

As an excellent host with a professionalism that far exceeds the average level of the industry, let alone an ordinary idiot who came to accept the award, even if Liang Zheng, a big idiot from MAJ, came, she would not be afraid!

"Hehehehe." After a necessary forced dry laugh, the hostess tried her best to smooth things over, "It seems that this young man..."

Uh, barely a teenager... huh...

"This young man is a little excited, look, he's froze ha ha ha ha!" secretly cheering herself up, the hostess continued to be strong, "This fan is not simple! Luo Qingxiao drew the inscription himself!"

"Are you happy, this boy... Uh, I'm sure he must be very happy!"

Wang Qin finally clapped his hands in support of the venue. Relying on his "education" in the entertainment industry in the past few years, he tried his best to show a heart-piercing look: "Happy! Happy!"

Hostess: "..."

Audience: "..."

The six MAJs watching: "..."

The hostess, who had completely collapsed, looked indifferent: "Okay my friend, you can go down."

Wang Qin, who had an innocent face but was a little bit happy because he was finally freed, quickly returned to his seat, and immediately handed the gift to Zhou Zhou: "Here."

"OK, thank you."

Zhou Zhou took the folding fan without hesitation, without even looking at it, he handed it to You Sheng who was beside him: "Here."

"Ah!!! Zhou Zhou, you are really..."

"how......"

A slightly cold voice suddenly interrupted You Sheng's excitement.

"Is the fan I painted so unpopular?"