After writing the four giants into the Danmei article

Gu Jue was stunned.

"You waited for so long just now, just wanting my autograph?"

Duan Xiuye ​​nodded.

There was a hint of embarrassment on the indifferent and handsome face. It was a scenery that never showed in the public eye, which made Gu Jue almost unable to hold back, and wanted to jump up and hug him immediately.

His fierce one is too cute.

What made Gu Jue restrain this impulse was not the staff who were cleaning up, but that he sat for too long and his legs turned up for a while, and now his legs became numb and he couldn't stand up.

He could only sit and admire his Brother Ye.

And this scene is extremely poetic in the eyes of people who don't know the inside information-the Marshal appreciates the imperial writer and asks for his autograph, but the writer is flattered and humiliated, he doesn't seize the opportunity to flatter him, and even sits upright in his seat, only his beautiful and delicate face can be seen stunned.

Gu Jue laughed: "When can I not sign for you, you can have as much as you want."

Having said that, he still took the book, and seriously gave a "To signature" on the first page, not only the signature, but also marked that Duan Xiuye ​​was exclusive.

Since I want to sign as many as possible and reduce the number of readers who return empty-handed, other readers who lined up consciously did not ask for more.What Duan Xiuye ​​got at this time was Gu Jue's first "to sign" autograph.

Gu Jue asked, "Is there anything else you want to write?"

Since lovers want it, they will naturally respond to their requests.

He joked: "It's a pity that I didn't wear lipstick, or I could give you a lip print."

The dog is not very courageous, but he has bold ideas one after another.

Duan Xiuye ​​shook his head: "It's not appropriate." With Shuangyu's autograph, the Generalissimo suddenly had the desire to show off, but to show others the elf's lip print?If others took a second look at him, he would get angry.

"but……"

"But what? Just say if you want, I won't refuse you."

Gu Jue frowned, and his gentle tone gave him confidence.

Brother Ye is always like this.

Too much giving, too little taking.

Rather than saying that he is a dragon, he is more like a large possessive dog, and he is not willing to show his sharp teeth in front of him. His possessive desire can only be shown by wrapping his big furry tail quietly around him, restraining himself He had to overcorrect, and Gu Jue needed to break him back.

Duan Xiuye ​​frowned, his handsome face became more serious.

Serious as if what he was holding was not a dog blood novel, but a military order.

After a while, he was finally ready, and asked in a deep voice, "Can you draw a heart for me later?"

……Help!

Gu Jue was overjoyed by the cuteness.

Draw and draw, draw anything for you, life is yours!

He pretended to be calm and nodded: "Of course."

After all, I specially changed to a bright red ink pen, and drew two hearts pierced by an arrow behind the signature, the most tacky and classic pattern.

"Thank you."

Duan Xiuye ​​took the hardcover book, his thin lips raised an almost invisible arc, and his eyes slightly curved.

Like a lighted ice lamp, revealing a warm and bright core, the viewer's mood suddenly softened, and Gu Jue was glad that he had made the right choice - he should encourage Brother Ye to take the initiative to fight for it, otherwise there would be no sweet love Woolen cloth?

It's a party, and there's no need to change clothes. It's just a casual cocktail party with some exquisite desserts and snacks.Even though there are two giants, Grand Marshal and Duke Feng, Gu Jue is still the most important protagonist, and he was surrounded by crowds when he first appeared on the stage—although the people who attended the party were all famous and famous, and they couldn't do it. It's a group of things, but even if you keep the minimum distance of social etiquette with great restraint, you can clearly see that there is a large circle of people around Gu Jue.

After Gu Jue had dealt with a group of people, the editor Nan Nan broke through the siege and squeezed in front of him.

The author who has known each other for so long is finally going to meet himself.

Cai Weinan's mood was very agitated.

Of course, part of the reason was because the man he pushed to the back just now seemed to have been on the financial news, and his title was Minister of the Federal Ministry of Finance.

do not care!

He is Shuangyu's responsible editor, his bole!

"Hello, Shuangyu, I am..." Thinking fiercely in his mind, Cai Weinan unconsciously used the honorific when the words came to his lips.

The young man in front of him is so beautiful.

A beautiful appearance is rare. In front of a beautiful person, you can’t help but feel ashamed, hold your breath, and even doubt whether this person and yourself really belong to the same species. The same human beings can still be different, not to mention rare in the universe. elf.Even at a distance of less than an arm's length, Cai Weinan still couldn't pick out any flaws on the face of the person in front of him.

"I know who you are," the dusty young man in front of him raised his lips and smiled, alive: "It's not that I'm talking about you, how you dress is still the same as I taught you, and you haven't made any progress—forget it, I I'll have a private chat with the editor, excuse me."

Seeing Shuangyu skillfully dismissing dignitaries and celebrities, and walking towards the rest area with his shoulders on his shoulders, Cai Weinan was stunned for a moment.

"Where are Dana and Baique?"

Now that the offline base is established, everyone should see it.

Cai Weinan came back to his senses: "They couldn't squeeze into the crowd, they are over there." He beckoned, and sure enough, two people walked over quickly.

Then, he asked in a low voice, "Is it all right if you leave those people behind?"

"You are my friends, I will definitely talk to you first."

Cai Weinan reminded him of the names of several officials who hadn't had the turn to talk to Shuangyu just now.

Gu Jue didn't take it seriously: "I seldom watch the federal news, it's none of my business, and the officials are as big as Brother Ye and Duke Feng?"

Rough words are not rough.

It's just that the words "None of my business" are said from the fairy's face full of immortality. No matter how you look at it, it's against harmony. Cai Weinan couldn't help staring at it for a moment, thinking of the "Brother Ye" in his words. No matter who he is, he doubts life even more.

Although it is said that Shuangyu and the Generalissimo are lovers, it is normal to call each other intimately...

But he is a small editor, how can He De get involved with the Generalissimo?

The green smoke from the ancestral grave can be used to make smoked bacon.

"Yuyu!"

Dana greeted her happily, took Gu Jue's hand and shook it.

As Gu Jue imagined, except for her jelly-like body, Dana is just like a girl who has not experienced much in the world, and he is the most foolish type. She calmly catches her enthusiasm and coaxes the little sister into a smile. : "The real person Yuyu is too good-looking! It is as beautiful as the protagonist in your novel, ah, I really want to write a new story right away, and use Yuyu as the model... Who should I match?"

"Use me as the prototype of the story?" Gu Jue was a little amused: "Give me a hunk, Sister Dana."

Dana nodded vigorously.

The beautiful love story of the aristocratic noble son and the soldier ruffian during the war has already appeared in her mind!

Gu Jue glanced sideways at the young man next to him: "Baique, you can't speak anymore after seeing your brother?"

The white sparrow was speechless.

He already knew that Shuangyu was a handsome guy on the live broadcast.

But seeing real people up close is another matter.

The white bird brewed for a long time before it lost its composure.Consciously straight from head to toe, he definitely doesn't want to be nympho to men—although same-sex love is as common as heterosexuality in the interstellar era, but just like some people can't appreciate the Zerg at all, there are also people who have no feeling for the same sex at all, or Resist people of the same sex.

White Sparrow is one of them, he is super straight.

At that time, I said in the car that I had to hold the number plate of love, and it was also because I was super straight that I was able to say such things frankly. After seeing that I was really a little tempted by sex, I felt embarrassed.

However, straight men also control their appearance.

"There is one thing," Bai Que reluctantly admitted: "You are so good-looking and you write novels?"

"My parents gave me good looks, and God gave me talent. I don't even want to be so good."

Gu Jue pursed his lips and sneered, with a wicked smile in his eyes.

The white sparrow confessed: "...Please, don't laugh, I'm going to be numb from laughing."

Mainly because I am afraid of laughing.

Bai Que recalled that he had lost his mind for a while before, thinking about recruiting fans outside the market and eating fan bonuses, but the quality of the novel declined as a result.I didn't expect that those who can really rely on their faces for food are actually solid code words. Not only do they not show their faces, but they rarely jump in front of readers. They only update and don't compare them.

Bai Que was a little ashamed immediately, feeling guilty towards Shuangyu, and didn't dare to be so arrogant.

After sitting down on the sofa behind the screen in the rest area, Gu Jue grabbed a delicate candy on a tea flower in a natural manner, and took it apart to eat leisurely. The movements were elegant but not slow, and it was toothache to watch.

The elves not only eat human fireworks, but also eat them very well.

Cai Weinan still couldn't accept this scene, he held his forehead and said, "Brother, eat less."

"You can take it yourself if you want to eat."

Cai Weinan's head hurt even more: "...I didn't mean that."

Gu Jue's eating can be regarded as eating away most of the immortal energy that strangers should not get close to. The three of them recovered, and finally they were able to connect him with the former sand sculpture netizens.Baique asked the most concerned question: "Where's your boyfriend?"

"What?"

"The number of people who want to know Mr. Lin's true identity is no less than your readers."

White Sparrow said.

[Looking for Nilin] This ID is Muse's well-known Shenhao, who is generous and low-key, does not use fame and financial resources to show off, and never shows his face. Many people are curious whether he is a middle-aged rich man who loves books like his life, or yearns for it. Romantic young talent - always rich!

Compared with other wealthy people, Mr. Lin is more affectionate in the eyes of the interstellar book friends, so he naturally wants to know his true identity.

Gu Jue hesitated for a moment, thinking that the fact that he was Shuangyu had already been made public, and if the relationship between the two was exposed, the muse vest of the Generalissimo would not be able to hide it.He didn't know if Brother Ye would want to hide it. After all, if it were him, he would definitely not want people in reality to know that his little hobby was watching the danmei version of "The Domineering President Falls in Love with Me".

Gu Jue: "Change the subject."

The white sparrow understood, and Dana next to her enthusiastically asked one of the most concerned questions of Muse netizens: "Yuyu, do you think Grand Marshal or Duke Feng is more handsome?"

"This question is so boring." Gu Jue laughed.

Duan Xiuye, who was walking forward to look for Gu Jue, stopped in his tracks when he heard these words.

This question is really boring.

And he was really damn curious about the answer to it.

"Do you still need to ask? It must be the Grand Marshal,"

Gu Jue didn't know that Duan Xiuye ​​had approached. In fact, from his point of view, the two had their own charms and were incomparable at all. He just had to be her boyfriend, and said without changing his face: "The generalissimo is the lover of my dreams." , my ideal type, how do you say that sentence? The marshal’s legs are not legs, the spring water on the banks of the Seine, the marshal’s back is not his back, the Bulgarian rose..."

It's time to sing.

Bai Que, who was facing Gu Jue, saw the Grand Marshal who stopped in his tracks and frowned.

Baique: "..."

Does Brother Yu covet the beauty of the Generalissimo?

The author has something to say: The marshal’s legs are not legs, the spring water on the Seine River, the marshal’s back is not his back, the rose of Bulgaria] I don’t know where this paragraph comes from, anyway, I didn’t write it, and I often hear it on some audio websites