Chapter 2027: These people are only my body?

Shi Quan Shi Mei should have spent a lot of money on the new issue of the magazine. At the door of bookstores, large and small, everyone saw a stand with their own simple strokes.
In addition, there is also the hot spot of this issue of the magazine above: shock! The father of Yuxiang Eggplant was interviewed for the first time, and he did something like this to the editor...
"So, are you still doing anything shameful with me and that editor?" Irina looked at McGonagall.
"The editor is a man." McGonagall looked innocent. The title party is so harmful, why the shock has begun to spread in this world.
"Man?" Irina looked strange.
"Not what you think." McGonagall said quickly.
"What do you think I think." Irina was noncommittal.
"Forget it, I'll just buy one and come back to prove my innocence." McGonagall reluctantly walked towards the bookstore. He actually wanted to see how well this issue of Shi Quan Shi Mei's magazine was doing and whether it could achieve his expected publicity effect. .
It was not early for McGonagall and the others to leave. Most of the bookstores in the bookstore had already opened. At this time there were already many customers in this medium-sized bookstore.
McGonagall deliberately chose a fairly lively bookstore, just to see if the popularity of Whole Foods is as strong as those two guys boasted.
"Boss, I want a book of Whole Foods."
"I want Sanbenshi Quanshimei!"
"Two copies here too!"
As soon as McGonagall walked in, he saw a group of people huddling at the counter of the bookstore, calling out as if ordering food.
"So hot? Could it be a trust?" McGonagall raised his eyebrows and looked suspiciously at the group of people around the counter, mainly young girls.
"Little girl, why are you all buying this book?" McGonagall stepped forward and asked a girl who was standing on the edge.
"Uncle, you don't know this. This is the first time our male has accepted a formal interview in a magazine, and it is said that there is a portrait of him in the magazine." The little girl glanced at him and said with excitement. .
"Male god?" McGonagall frowned. "Isn't this a gourmet magazine? Why is there such a thing as a male god?"
"This is of course a gourmet magazine. Our male is a super chef. He once won the title of the first chef for the birthday of His Majesty the King, but refused to stay in the Imperial Kitchen. The fish-flavored eggplant he created created a vegetarianism. The single issue record since its inception, he created... "The girl is precious.
McGonagall's expression became more weird as he listened. How did this plot sound so familiar?
"Forget it, you won't understand even after you say it, and you don't know how to cook." The girl retracted her gaze somewhat contemptuously, and said with a sense of dignity: "This is our of food, alone. Just to change the man in the food world."
"Enlightenment." McGonagall nodded, little fan, that's good.
But looking at the girls who are enthusiastic about buying magazines, McGonagall is a bit puzzled. Now that his fan base has appeared, why has his belief value not changed significantly? More than 30,000 fans now come from the City of Chaos.
"The God of Cooking belief value is based on the other party's idea of ​​learning your cooking skills and taking action on it." The system explanation sounded in McGonagall's mind.
"So, what these people greedy is only my body?" McGonagall took a half step back, a little more alert.
McGonagall will eventually succeed in buying four magazines, which can be regarded as a wave of support for himself.
According to the system, Yan powder and talent powder are not enough, they have to be transformed into solid powder that will actively try to cook.
This is a long way to go.
Everyone will collect a bunch of fitness, cooking, and travel tutorials in their favorites, but they will never open it a second time.
Yes, it's you.
Wanting to rely on a magazine to let many people cook with him is self-evident.
Of course, if the spread of this magazine is high enough and the reader base is large enough, even if the catch rate is lower, some effective believers can be harvested.
"Here." McGonagall handed one magazine to Irina, and the other two to Amy and Annie, and took one by himself.
He has read the manuscript, but there is not only something shameful in his heart.
However, Food Whole Foods almost used the entire cover to promote him, which surprised him a bit.
"Wow! So handsome! Bazi Hu is so sexy..."
"As expected to be my male god! Even Princess Winnessa has been fascinated by the man."
"It's worth it, I'm going to buy ten more copies!"
But before McGonagall opened the magazine, there was already an uneasy voice from the little girls.
"I said I have nothing to do with Winnessa, should you believe it?" McGonagall looked at Irina and said.
Irina looked down at the magazine in her hand and didn't look up, "Neither you nor her have the courage."
McGonagall's heart suddenly became warm, this is trust.
Open the cover, skip the table of contents, the first page is an interview about him.
This interview written by Milo is pretty good.
Of course, this kind of writing is not very suitable for McGonagall's eyes.
In addition to some of the issues that were discussed that day, there are also a few large pieces of nasty praise behind it, what a good is handsome, a gentleman is like a jade, it is really...too realistic.
"Tsk tusk...this author, don't you have any thoughts?" Irina looked up at McGonagall with disgust.
"I'll stay away from him next time." McGonagall nodded.
At the end of the article, there is a reminder: In the following text, there is a copy of the fish-flavored eggplant tutorial written by Mr. McGonagall, and a portrait of Mr. McGonagall is attached!
McGonagall glanced at the table of contents, turned to the second article in the middle, skipped the recipes he wrote, and saw that portrait with a sense of second dimension.
"Do you think this is you?" Irina glanced at the portrait, then asked.
"amount……"
McGonagall pondered for a long time, and said: "Paper man, try to satisfy the reader's imagination, it's not that important whether it's like me or not."
Yes, this portrait has nothing to do with him at all!
However, the painting is quite handsome. As a virtual idol, you can add a chicken leg to the painter, at least judging from the reaction of the little girls, it is completely cut to their preferences.
"Why did you suddenly want to be famous?" Irina put the magazine away and looked at McGonagall with some confusion.
"In life, there are always some new attempts."
"speak English."
"Simple, just want to see how famous I can be by cooking." McGonagall said seriously.
Irina stared at McGonagall for a while, then nodded, "Very good."