Tokyo: The simulation begins with the big sister next door

Chapter 208 Chapter 205: The author’s identity is exposed!

As an 80-level COS dress-up master, Xiaotumeng has good fan traffic and viscosity, and the level of purification is also high enough.

Now when they hear Xiaotumeng talking about taking a group photo or something, many fans immediately think of her previous posts.

"Is there any good photo opportunity to take with them? Will a few amateur COSER be more professional than our little rabbit?"

Someone said something quickly, not caring that the official booth was next to it.

Hearing this, Xiaotu Meng flipped her blond wig and said with a soft smile.

"Don't say that. The author's animation aesthetic is so good, so he must have good taste in choosing a cosplayer, and his professionalism must be much better than mine."

Fans were even more furious when they saw her acting like she was not fighting for anything and was still thinking about the official.

"If I don't want to cooperate with you, I have to find an amateur. This can't be described as poor eyesight. Presbyopia and glaucoma are almost the same!"

"That's right, our little rabbit isn't pretty enough or cute enough."

"How can an amateur compare to you?"

"Blind official, bah!"

"... "

Hearing this, Hasegawa Reiko suddenly became anxious.

"You, don't talk too much!"

"I just went backstage to see it. The amateur COSER hired by the official booth is very good-looking and very realistic. It's not as bad as you said!"

Although she was anxious, Hasegawa Reiko also remembered that this was outside and did not call out the title boss lady.

Fortunately, no one replied. Little Tumeng's fans just licked and played for their own entertainment. Now, as soon as an outsider talks about it, it immediately triggers a counterattack from the little fans.

"Who are you?"

Several tall fans stood up and glared at Hasegawa Reiko fiercely. They also saw the work badge on her chest, and their expressions suddenly became even worse.

"Why are we talking too much?"

"That's right. Officials are not allowed to talk about things if they can't do things well. Why do you send someone to put this gag aside?"

"I'm really convinced. The animations are not updated much, and the exhibition cosplayers don't hire professional ones. They really have a way of controlling public opinion. Is this a development meeting or a purification meeting?"

"Let me see... Miss Hasegawa, right? What you just said, did you say it on behalf of the official government?"

The few words he said were fierce and urgent, and even pushed Hasegawa Reiko directly to the position of official representative. Hasegawa Reiko was confused. Her eyes were red with anxiety, but she didn't know how to reply.

"Okay, everyone, calm down." An Zeliang patted Hasegawa Reiko on the shoulder, motioning her not to get excited, and then continued.

"The host will finish the small activity soon. There is no rush to take pictures then. You will know the level of the amateur cosplayers when the time comes."

"Who are you?" The fans who started the trouble were very impatient.

"I am the sponsor of this development conference." Anzeliang explained unhurriedly.

"...Just you?" The leading fan was stunned for a moment, looked at An Zeliang's too young appearance, and chuckled, "If you are the sponsor of the exhibition, I will be the author of the animation of the Lord of Mysteries!"

"Impossible." An Zeliang looked at him calmly, "Because I am the author."

"You're still talking nonsense, I've seen your work badge!" The leading fan had sharp eyes. He quickly reached out and grabbed the rope that held the work badge hanging out of his pocket, pulled it out, and looked down.

"...Haha." The fan who led the trouble smiled coldly, "I'll just say it."

Hearing this, other fans suddenly became more confident, feeling that the boy in front of them was so young, so he was not a master of making any kind of awesome animation.

Xiaotumeng also smiled and said nothing, waiting to see the fans continue to show off their power. It is best to make a bigger fuss. Then after everyone sees the difference between her and the official COSER, they will definitely be rejected by the official who refuses to cooperate with her. The scolding was terrible.

But after the other fans took one look at the work card, they suddenly stopped talking.

The leading fan also sneered, returned the work card with his backhand, and said in a particularly arrogant tone.

"I just said that looking at such a handsome and handsome young man, he must be capable... Author, please just put your work badge back in your pocket, right?"

On the work badge, Anzeliang's profile picture is a normal one, but next to it is his enchanting and explosive YouTube profile picture, and the Douyin animation ID, which is still very vulgar.

But...it can indeed make people think of who it is at a glance.

"...?"

Xiaotumeng also saw the conspicuous avatar and DI, and was stunned.

Everyone, stop bragging and showing off music scores. How the hell are you serious?

For a moment, Xiaotu Meng's smile faded.

The faces of the fans who started the trouble were burning, and they were all a little embarrassed.

After all, what Xiaotu sprouted was the COS of the Lord of Mysteries animation. Now that the author is here, it would be inappropriate for them to continue scolding them.

We might even collaborate in the future!

"Don't argue so loudly under the booth, it can easily ruin the atmosphere." An Zeliang stuffed the work card back.

"Well, yes, everyone, please don't get too excited." Xiaotu Mengya persuaded in a soft voice, and said to An Zeliang apologetically.

"I'm sorry, author. My fans are also afraid that the COSER at the exhibition is not professional enough and will damage the image of the animated characters."

"Essentially, I like your animation and hope your exhibition will go well, so I accidentally became anxious."

A few provocative fans walked down the slope and nodded along.

"Yes, I am mainly worried that it is not restored enough."

"Look at how beautiful and noble our little rabbit is. This brings out Audrey's aristocratic girlish temperament."

"... "

Little Tumeng smiled slightly, holding a folding fan to cover her face, neither agreeing nor disapproving, and the corners of her eyebrows and eyes unconsciously showed a hint of enjoying the adulation of everyone.

At this time, the exhibition host finally ended the warm-up activities and waved to invite the COSER up.

“First, let’s invite our Miss Audrey!”

Da da da……

As the crisp sound of high heels sounded, an elegant and noble figure appeared.

The light white long skirt is low-key and luxurious, with extremely exquisite hand-embroidery. The complicated skirt is layered and blooms like a flower under your feet. It does not look cumbersome at all when you walk. It turns up slightly with the steps, letting the skirt ripple in the air. .

Part of the golden hair was pulled up and tied behind her head, with pearl flowers hanging on it. The remaining hair was naturally scattered around her neck, setting off the snow-white swan neck.

"Everyone, your safety."

Saying this greeting in pure English, Hoshiko Hayano gently held the hem of her skirt with her lambskin-gloved hands, smiled, bent her knees, and performed an elegant court salute.

The smile that Xiaotu Meng had just raised disappeared again, and the fans beside him were also a little silent.

Seeing this, Hasegawa Reiko couldn't hold back and started to chase.

"What do you think of the COSER at our official booth? Are they professional and good-looking enough?"

In fact, Xiaotu Meng is professional enough. She pays a lot for clothes, buys jewelry on a regular basis, and has a pretty face, which is very suitable for the role of such a noble girl.

But... Hayano Hoshiko also has these things on the stage, and the makeup is more professional. The costumes and jewelry are all hand-made. Every embroidery is exquisite. The pearl jewelry is round and white, as if each one is genuine. .Forget it, ordinary people can't afford these things, unlike Hayano Hoshiko who has official financial support.

And...why is this COSER so good-looking?

The English accent is still very pure.

It’s okay to compare professionalism and appearance, but also academic qualifications?

Although Xiaotu Meng tried his best to maintain his expression, his face was obviously not looking good either.

"My dear author, what you said before was too polite. If this level of skill is called an amateur COSER, then there won't be many professional COSERs in the entire Internet."

“Our boss’s wife is an amateur COSER. If this exhibition wasn’t run by our boss, she wouldn’t come here to produce COS!”

Hasegawa Reiko always felt that Usagi Moe and his group were yin and yang weird, so she couldn't help but reply.

Boss?
Xiaotu Meng was slightly startled. Before she could say anything else, the host of the exhibition also invited Rin Hoshinomiya out and introduced her COS, Miss Sharon.

Everyone in the audience raised their heads and looked up, looking at the girl who was so cool and delicate, as delicate as a doll, and the silence was deafening.

With a goddess with such good looks by your side, why the hell would you want to find an Internet celebrity?
"This is our little boss lady."

Hasegawa Reiko said something at the right time.

what?
Ok?
The fans' expressions suddenly became a little weird.

It doesn't matter that you, the boss lady, are at the level of a goddess. She can only bite your teeth and take a bite of your dog food and swallow it... But why are there big ones and small ones?

Does it fit?

The numbers don’t match up during the battle!

Xiaotu Meng was also a little unable to hold back. Thinking of her proud appearance in front of An Zeliang, she felt that she had already secured three bedrooms and one living room under her feet and could move in at any time.

The contrast gap is really too strong.

After tightening her most distinctive part, Xiaotumeng found an excuse and ran away.

"Hey, don't go, don't we still need to take pictures?" Hasegawa Reiko reminded.

"No, no, I remembered that I have other things to do first. I'll come back and take a photo later." Xiaotu Meng replied, her voice drifting further and further away, and she didn't dare to look back at all.

There were so many people under the booth. If they really took a group photo and put it on the Internet, wouldn't she be embarrassed and sent to her grandma's house?

The fans who had been so loud and chattering just now were as quiet as roasting whole lambs, and followed them with their heads down.

The few fans who caused trouble did not follow the crowd. They were the most embarrassing people today, so they turned around and squeezed into other people, not intending to continue to embarrass themselves among the fans.

Before they had taken two steps, they bumped into an acquaintance.

"Sorry, sorry, there was a queue for the toilet when I entered the venue just now. I came in a little late." The fan who came late apologized and asked in confusion.

"I saw the booth opened. Why didn't you escort Little Tumeng over to take pictures?"

Hearing this, fans who had already seen the power of so-called amateur COSER fell silent.

"What's wrong? Didn't Little Tumeng win?" The fans who came late couldn't believe it.

"...No, it's hard to say. The winning rate is probably [-] points."

The leading fan recalled the good looks of Hayano Hoshiko and Hoshimiya Rin and couldn't help but sigh.

"The official COSER took two steps and said a few words, and Xiaotu Meng will probably lose!"

"Is that an exaggeration?" The fans who came late were even more unconvinced, "We are all old fans of Little Tumeng. I have even been chasing her for five or six years. I don't know what her appearance and temperament are like?"

“I can’t compare to the amateur COSER!”

With that said, the fans who came late pushed through the crowd and walked towards the booth. The few fans who had seen it did not leave or stop them, they just stood there and waited.

Five or six minutes later, a figure walked back through the crowd with an expressionless face. When he saw a few of them still waiting there, he cursed on the spot.

"Twenty-eight winning percentage? How can you be so damn reliable in your lies?"

"Obviously it's one-nine. They stop wherever they want. The little rabbit is so cute that it has a nine-layer filter!"

Fans who were scolded raised their thumbs.

"As expected of a five-year-old fan, I want you to be the best."

"Oh, how could this happen..." The five-year-old fan sighed again, looking at the cute little rabbit with bright eyes and white teeth on the phone wallpaper, and desperately changed it to the default wallpaper, "Obviously, when I saw it before, I was all excited, but now I see it It didn’t move anywhere!”

"The most desperate thing is that I forgot to take pictures!"

While several people were chatting, five or six late fans rushed over and asked similar questions to before.

Seeing this, the five-year-old fan looked at each other and smiled.

"I'm not sure. Why don't you go to the official booth and have a look?"

"I'm about to go. Where will Little Tumeng go when the time comes? The official feels so regretful that he's crying out of his nose!"

After saying these words very confidently, they also left.

The five-year-old fan did not leave. He stood there and waited for a while with the others. Then he saw that the few people who left had also come back. The smiles on their faces disappeared without a trace, and his whole face was expressionless.

Seeing this, several people who had already seen the charm of the official COSER suddenly showed bright smiles.

The smile never fades, it only shifts.

Needless to say, the few fans who had just been slapped in the face went to that station and stared at the entrances, waiting for someone who could make them smile.

I can bear being slapped in the face, but what I can’t bear is that I am the only one being slapped in the face! .

...

On the booth, the activities continued.

The gorgeous and exquisite costumes worn by Hayano Hoshiko and Hoshimiya Rin looked good, but they were also very tiring. After participating in one or two small activities, they went down to rest temporarily and came out again when the process was over.

An Zeliang went backstage to express his condolences to the two of them, and then went to inspect other event venues before heading towards the special guest room.

At this time, his phone suddenly rang. When he opened it, he saw that it was a new YouTube private message. However, it was not from a fan, but from an account he had mutually followed. The notification tone was also different from that of a stranger's private message.

Liujia Snowflake: "Author, have you arrived at the venue?"

"Already arrived." An Zeliang replied, "I'm at the door of the special guest room."

With that said, An Zeliang opened the door and walked in.

"Ding dong!"

His cell phone rang again, and at the same time, the same tone came when a special guest was invited.

The mask on Ibuki's face hung on her chin, revealing a small part of her pretty face, and she was holding up her phone to read the new messages.

After seeing An Zeliang, she was slightly startled and stood up.

"Classmate Anze, why are you here?"

(End of this chapter)