As the news spread, more and more fans began to believe that Lin Quan would really appear in this game.

However, there are still a few fans who are a little pessimistic.

"Now the live broadcast has started, and the players have been introduced almost, but there is no introduction of Lin Quan. Can Lin Quan really participate in this competition?"

A fan @ed the official event on Weibo, which aroused countless discussions.

"Yes, the players have been introduced, and now it's just a matter of playing in the game. At this time, Lin Quan can't have a chance to participate again, right?"

Unlike the fans' concerns, the black fans smelled the smell and keenly found the opportunity to discredit Lin Quan.

"Don't think about it. It's already this time. How could Lin Quan still have a chance to participate?"

"If you ask me, he must have been afraid of losing the competition because his makeup artist ran away and couldn't complete the makeup work!"

"Yes, even some less famous cosplayers have introduced him. Lin Quan is so famous, how could the organizer miss him?"

"That's right, he definitely doesn't dare to participate in this competition. Wait, I bet a bag of spicy strips that he won't appear on the field!"

Seeing that the emotions on the Internet have almost fermented, the makeup artist who has been hiding in the dark is also ready to move.

He has always felt that Lin Quan has relied on his makeup skills to get to where he is today.

Lin Quan is now very popular, but he has not gained any benefits.

How can he feel balanced in his heart?

Now, there are too many black fans targeting Lin Quan on Weibo. It is a good time for him, the first person to jump out and expose Lin Quan, to appear!

Thinking of this, the makeup artist immediately left a message under Lin Quan's Weibo and @ed Lin Quan.

"What did I say? Without my makeup skills, you are nothing!"

"You dare not show up in this competition?"

"I will show your true face in front of everyone and let everyone see what kind of person you are!"

"When the time comes, even if you beg me to go back, I will not agree to it, because you are a jerk!"

The makeup artist's wave is infinitely close to face-to-face output.

He thinks that if Lin Quan dares not respond to him, he must be timid.

As long as Lin Quan does not appear in this competition, or if Lin Quan does not get a good result in the competition, then his chance has come.

He can take advantage of this wave of popularity to harvest a large number of fans and traffic, thereby obtaining huge economic benefits.

What's more, the other side also promised himself...

The makeup artist's message was soon discovered by the black fans.

The black fans seemed to have found the backbone and rushed to forward the makeup artist's comments.

For a time, the Internet was full of ridicule for Lin Quan's fear of participating in the competition.

After leaving a message under Lin Quan's Weibo, the makeup artist lit a cigarette and watched the news ferment quietly.

"Huh?"

The makeup artist looked at the Weibo on his mobile phone and uttered a surprised exclamation.

It was not his own idea to backstab Lin Quan.

It was because several entertainment company staff found him and promised him very generous chips, so he jumped out to backstab Lin Quan.

The previous Weibo post about backstabbing Lin Quan was liked by several entertainment company staff.

But today's comment, not even one person liked it!

The makeup artist was a little confused, but due to the difference in identity and status, he did not dare to ask at the first time.

In his opinion, since things have already progressed to this point, even if Lin Quan has the ability to reach the sky, he may not be able to make any big waves.

He just quietly waited for Lin Quan to fail, and then got his share of the benefits.

Amid the confusion of the makeup artist and the expectations of countless fans, the competition officially kicked off.

One by one, the cosplayers dressed up and began to show themselves on the stage.

In the live broadcast room, the host was explaining to the fans with all his might.

"Now, contestant No. 1, Xiao Tianbing!"

"Xiao Tianbing is 23 years old this year. She is a female college student. She loves cosplay and wants to get a good ranking in this competition."

"To impress her family who opposes her cosplay!"

"Xiao Tianbing's cosplay role this time is Nami from the anime "One Piece"!"

In the camera, this female cosplayer named Xiao Tianbing is wearing a white dress that is less than knee-length, and her golden curly hair is like a waterfall, falling to her waist.

She is wearing a pair of white high-heeled sandals, and even on her left shoulder, there is a Nami iconic text..

It has to be said that the preliminaries of this national competition are really full of hidden talents. The first female coser to appear was a feast for the eyes of the fans!

After Xiao Tianbing walked around the stage, she returned to the backstage confidently.

Then, several more cosplayers came out, cosplaying a variety of characters, but they were all good.

After all, it was a national-level preliminaries. How could they not have some strength?

However, even so, Lin Quan's fans still found it boring.

Compared with Lin Quan, these people are also called cosplayers?

They are just a group of ordinary people wearing two-dimensional costumes!

"When will Lin Quan come out? These people are not good!"

"Yes, the person I want to see most in this competition is Lin Quan. Why hasn't he come out yet?"

"Without Lin Quan, this competition is boring!"

...

The black fans also seized the opportunity and hurried out to show their presence.

"Tsk, where's Lin Quan? Lin Quan doesn't even dare to come out to participate in this game."

"Only you, a bunch of brainless fans, believe that Lin Quan can still play. I saw that the game was over, but Lin Quan hadn't played yet. How can you explain it!"

......

Outside the stadium.

In a black luxury SUV, Lin Quan was seriously putting on makeup.

At this time, Lin Quan had already put on the costume of the Herrscher of the Alicia people that he would wear during the game, and his makeup was half done.

The sound in the stadium was constantly coming out.

Obviously, the game has already started.

The female makeup artist tried her best to control her hands and not let the nervousness affect her makeup for Lin Quan.

"The game has already started. Can we still catch up?"

"Makeup artist, can you move faster? Don't wait until you finish your makeup before the game is over."

A crew member, holding the steering wheel in his hand, asked Yin Qingxue in the co-pilot seat anxiously.

Hearing this, Yin Qingxue, who was fiddling with her phone, showed a mocking smile on her face and snorted softly.

"Humph!"

"If you can't catch up, then let the event team wait!"

In the reflection of the car window, an old woman with white hair and kind eyes was sitting there with a smile on her face.

As if in her eyes.

These things are trivial and there is no problem.

Even when the staff was extremely anxious and Yin Qingxue's voice was a little unhappy.

She still didn't change.

The domestic event team has only gradually become formal in recent years.

In her opinion, this kind of thing...

is really not a big problem!

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