I am a man, cosplaying Kafka and making it to the beauty list

As the performance continued, the crowds surrounding the stage became more and more spectacular.

More and more people came to watch the cosplayers' performances.

The standard of this competition was very high, attracting not only cosplayers from the city, but also cosplayers from several surrounding cities.

In order to maximize the popularity of this competition, the organizers will broadcast the entire competition process live through Douyin in addition to the live performances.

In the live broadcast room synchronized with the stage performance, the audience also began to comment.

"The Shifengyuan Yoruichi just now is pretty good, with that heroic feeling, but it's a pity that her face is a little stained, otherwise she would definitely get a place."

"What are you thinking? This competition is participated by Zao Ge, Jun Ye, and the recently popular Lin Quan. I admit that Shifengyuan Yoruichi is good, but it's still far from being a place!"

"Speaking of which, I prefer the one who cosplays Nami, it's cool and refreshing!"

"The people above are all lsp, can't you look at it with an eye for appreciating beauty? This is art! By the way, the one who cosplays Nami just now s Nie Yin Meng's sister, do you have contact information? "

"The brother just now has drawn his knife, be careful in the next life."

"Speaking of which, why didn't I see Lin Quan appear? He should have returned to this competition, right?"

"How do you know that Lin Quan didn't appear?"

"It's very simple. The skills of these cosplayers are completely incomparable to Lin Quan!"

...

After watching the performances of Zao Ge and Jun Ye, the audience at the scene always felt that the performances of these ordinary cosplayers were missing something.

I don't know who started it, but a group of people actually started talking about novels.

"Have you read it? Someone recently wrote a book online. What is it about traveling back to the past and becoming a black cat?" (I like this book very much. The protagonist directly copied it in this world.)

An audience member looked at the performance on the stage with some disinterest and asked the people around him casually.

"I think I've seen it. Is the author called Coal?"

"From this nickname, he should be a straight man!"

It's common for people who come to comic conventions to watch performances to have similar interests and hobbies, so after the first audience member spoke, someone immediately took over.

Even directly reported the author's name.

"Yes, yes, that's him!"

"I just love this book!"

"It's so well written, it makes me feel that he really looks at the world from a cat's perspective!"

The first audience member was excited when he heard someone know the book he was reading, and he started chatting with the audience member who was talking.

"What are you talking about?"

"So lively?"

The human nature of loving to join in the fun will not change.

Even if it's a different world, it's still the same.

When they saw someone chatting enthusiastically, the others couldn't stay any longer, and they gathered around and joined the chat.

They completely forgot that they were here to watch the performance.

"I've read the book about going back to the past and becoming a black cat!"

"It's really good, but what attracted me more was that the author said that as long as the monthly votes exceed 1,000, he will dress up as a woman to participate in this competition."

"I've bought a lot of monthly votes for him. Now the total monthly votes are probably over 1,000. I'm really looking forward to the author wearing women's clothes..."

A chubby audience looked at the stage with some expectation, secretly hoping that the author would keep his promise.

There are still many book friends among the people who came to watch the competition.

The audience who found a common topic gathered together and talked about it.

"No, this guy is really hardworking. He actually wears women's clothes to exchange for monthly tickets?"

A spectator wearing black-framed glasses, a plaid shirt, and a backpack said in disbelief after taking a sip of mineral water.

"What's the big deal? You don't know who he is anyway. If he puts on cosplay clothes and puts on makeup, even his parents won't recognize him. What's there to be afraid of?"

Another book friend glanced at this book friend who was obviously a programmer and said as a matter of course.

"Anyway, I don't know if this is true or not. If this author really dares to appear on this stage in women's clothing, I will go back and give him some monthly tickets."

"Yes, I will too!"

"People who devote themselves to art deserve our respect..."

"That's right. A straight man can put down his face and wear women's clothing. It has to be said that it is a kind of courage. Anyway, I can't do it. I can only give him monthly tickets."

These book friends who are discussing enthusiastically don't knowIt is said that this book was written by Lin Quan.

Lin Quan wrote this book not to make money, but just to kill time and make himself less bored.

Speaking of making money, it would be much easier and more relaxing for Lin Quan to just do a live broadcast or participate in an event than to make money by writing a book.

What Lin Quan did not expect was that once this book was put on the shelves, the results were unexpectedly good.

Not only was the subscription volume very impressive, but the number of monthly tickets was also very good.

Lin Quan, who was in a playful mood for a while, left a message in the book review area, saying that if the monthly tickets exceeded one thousand, he would dress up as a woman to participate in this competition.

In fact, no matter how many monthly tickets he got, Lin Quan would participate in this competition.

Lin Quan immediately remembered that the editor who knew nothing about his identity often urged him to update more.

"Your subscription volume has reached such a high level. If you don't write books well and only update a little bit every day, who are you doing justice to!"

"While you are young and readers still like your books, write more!"

Every time facing the editor's urging, Lin Quan doesn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He really doesn't write books to make money...

It's just a hobby to kill boredom.

Lin Quan's main goal now is to do cosplay and improve his popularity.

Bring the good works of the previous life to this world.

However, Lin Quan has just traveled to this world not long ago. Whether it is popularity, fame or financial resources, there is a big gap from Lin Quan's goal.

In desperation, Lin Quan can only do some simple things to pave the way for future plans. It can be regarded as accumulating small steps to a thousand miles!

In Lin Quan's mind, he keeps thinking about how to plan the next step so that his dream can be realized faster and better.

"No. 158!"

Just when Lin Quan was daydreaming, the backstage staff, holding a number plate, shouted to the cosplayers waiting below.

"It's your turn, Lin Quan."

Yin Qingxue saw that Lin Quan was still in a daze, and gently touched Lin Quan with her elbow, indicating that it was time for him to go on stage.

"It's my turn, right!"

Lin Quan said, and finally checked his makeup and clothes, and then walked towards the stage in small steps.