My singer girlfriend is super fierce

Ye Zhiqiu sat in the seat of "Bian Zhilin", attracting the attention of many people. Guan Yi, who happened to be sitting behind this seat, couldn't help it first.

Guan Yi lowered his voice, but the writers around him could still hear it clearly, and they could clearly hear the suppressed anger.

Ye Zhiqiu looked back and saw Guan Yi's expression was extremely angry, looking at him with a threatening look.

"What?" Ye Zhiqiu's face remained unchanged, and he said directly: "This seat is mine, do you have any objection?"

"Look at the name on it!" Guan Yi pointed to the nameplate on the table and said sternly: "This is the seat of my friend 'Bian Zhilin'. Only award-winning writers can sit here. You are taking someone else's seat, go away!"

Guan Yi was obviously very anxious, and he forgot to deliberately lower his voice. Many writers around him cast their eyes over.

When Guan Yi said this, many people frowned secretly. The grudge between him and Ye Zhiqiu was a hot topic in the writer circle, and everyone knew it.

Let’s not talk about whether Ye Zhiqiu was right to sit in someone else’s seat against the official arrangement, but before the staff could say anything, Guan Yi jumped out to question him, which was indeed a bit too much.

The fat man next to Ye Zhiqiu frowned and was about to speak, but Ye Zhiqiu next to him took action first.

Ye Zhiqiu leaned back on the chair, with no intention of moving his seat, and said slowly: "Do you know Bian Zhilin?"

"Nonsense! She is a member of my poetry club, of course I know her!" Guan Yi’s tone did not change.

"What a coincidence, I know him too." Ye Zhiqiu smiled slightly, "But why haven’t I heard him say that he knows you."

"Impossible!" Guan Yi blurted out, "You are lying!"

Ye Zhiqiu raised his eyebrows, took out his mobile phone directly, clicked on a photo, and the screen flashed quickly in front of Guan Yi's eyes.

Ye Zhiqiu's movements were fast, but enough for Guan Yi to roughly see the content of the photo, and Guan Yi's face suddenly changed.

It was the selfie of the "Girl with Glasses" that "Bian Zhilin" sent to him in the internal message!

Ye Zhiqiu grinned: "Believe it, right?"

Guan Yi remained silent, and his unusual reaction made everyone around who had been paying attention to the content of the two people's conversation curious.

The fat man next to Ye Zhiqiu had good eyesight. Before Ye Zhiqiu exited the album, he caught a glimpse of the picture of the "Girl with Glasses" and his eyes widened immediately.

No way? Could this be a photo of Bian Zhilin...?

Ye Zhiqiu added: "23 years old."

Guan Yi was shocked again, and looked at Ye Zhiqiu with disbelief.

This was the age that Bian Zhilin revealed when chatting with him in the internal message, and it stands to reason that the outside world should not know it.

And that selfie, could it be... this guy really knows her?

Ye Zhiqiu chuckled and continued to tease: "I say, why are you so excited when I sit in this seat? Could it be that you like me?"

Guan Yi's face changed again, and he quickly defended himself: "Nonsense! Xiaolin and I are like soulmates, how can you understand!"

"Bah, you are so thick-skinned." Ye Zhiqiu said disdainfully, "Who is like you? She is in her twenties, and you are too beautiful to be an old cow eating tender grass."

Guan Yi's eyes flashed with anger, and he said coldly: "Snake heart! Dirty people can only see dirt in their eyes!"

"Why are you pretending to be a big wolf." Ye Zhiqiu raised the corner of his mouth and said calmly: "I have read all the chat records, tut tut tut..."

When Ye Zhiqiu said this, Guan Yi's face changed drastically, and the eyes of the people around him suddenly lit up.

It seems... there are a lot of gossips in this. Everyone's eyes moved back and forth between Ye Zhiqiu and Guan Yi's faces. Their gossipy hearts were suddenly aroused, and everyone pricked up their ears silently.

"No... I don't know what you are talking about!"

Under Ye Zhiqiu's "step-by-step" pressure, Guan Yi finally broke his defense, and everyone could clearly see the panic on his face.

Seeing Guan Yi "lay down his arms", Ye Zhiqiu was not in a hurry to pursue, but the writers around him were extremely disappointed.

Why did you stop? Keep talking!

What chat records? It seems that Ye Zhiqiu really knows "Bian Zhilin"? And the relationship seems to be very familiar...

The fat man next to Ye Zhiqiu greeted: "Brother, hello..."

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Fu Bowen, and I am an author."

Ye Zhiqiu replied, and under the deliberate topic of this fat man named Fu Bowen, the two chatted casually.

Ye Zhiqiu could feel the resentful gazes from Guan Yi behind him, but he didn't care at all.

After chatting for a while, Fatty Fu couldn't help it and asked curiously: "Excuse me, I accidentally looked at your phone just now. Is that photo... Bian Zhilin?"

"No."

Ye Zhiqiu's as-it-comes-of-course answer surprised Fatty Fu, his eyes were even more puzzled.

Guan Yi's reaction just now was clearly not like this, so what does Bian Zhilin look like?

......

Until the start time of the award ceremony, there was no news of the arrival of the five authors. Qin Dewen's eyes flashed with disappointment, and his eyes looked at the empty seats at the front of the author area.

Then, Qin Dewen was stunned and recognized the figure of Ye Zhiqiu sitting in the position of "Bian Zhilin".

Not only Qin Dewen, but the other judges also recognized Ye Zhiqiu's figure at this time, and they were a little strange in their hearts, wondering why he was sitting there.

At this time, the background music on the scene stopped, and with the host's opening remarks, the essay contest award ceremony officially began, and everyone's attention was immediately attracted.

After the ceremony began, the live broadcast signal was officially connected, and video platforms such as Douyin would push live broadcast information of the essay contest to users.

The camera swept across the judges' seats in turn, and then to the author area. Ye Zhiqiu's face flashed on the screen and was recognized by many viewers watching the live broadcast.

"Am I dazzled? I think I saw Ye Zhiqiu just now?"

"Wait, the camera has moved... turn back!"

"Got it, the back figure in the first row of the author's seat!"

"Look at this back figure standing out among a bunch of authors, it must be him!"

The next moment, the cameraman seemed to have received some instructions and aimed the camera at Ye Zhiqiu. When Ye Zhiqiu's face appeared on the screen, the live broadcast room, which had been sparsely populated at the beginning of the live broadcast, suddenly became lively.

"Fuck! It's really a jerk author!"

"Why is he here!"

"Isn't this a modern poetry essay writing competition? Why is Ye Zhiqiu here?"

"Look behind Ye Zhiqiu, Guan Yi is sitting, the one who sprayed Ye Zhiqiu online! What does this mean? Didn't the two of them fight in person?"

"Is this sitting...Bian Zhilin's seat? What's going on? I'm a little confused..."

"Not only Bian Zhilin, but none of the other four authors came. What's going on?"

At the beginning of the live broadcast, the barrage immediately became lively because of Ye Zhiqiu's appearance.