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Chapter 182 Guo Dalu and fans

Once Guo Dalu signed and sold books at the Sports Center, he was broadcast online, and immediately attracted the interest of thousands of viewers. Readers who were home in Jinling City suddenly ran to the Sports Center with excitement.

Before the fans on Guo Dalu left, another group of book fans came over.

These guys naturally have to learn from previous readers to interact with Guo Dalu. A good signing event has now become an interactive game.

A reporter held a movie "The Legend of Condor Heroes" in one hand and pointed a microphone at Guo Dalu with the other hand. "Master Guo, can you tell me what you think now?"

Guo Da signed the roadside and said, "I want to die!"

After he said this, the group of viewers watching the live broadcast burst into laughter. The messages on the live broadcast screen scrolled rapidly, all of which were gloating.

"Haha, you can't live a life of your own sin! How many have Mr. Guo signed now?"

"I guess there are a thousand copies, right?"

"Absolutely, some of these book friends interacted with Mr. Guo, but most of them bought books and asked Mr. Guo to sign, and then took a photo and left. Not everyone is crazy like this."

"Hahaha, this has been done for three or four hours in a row, right? Mr. Guo hasn't stopped this! I guess his wrists are swollen!"

"Damn, I have watched the live broadcast for three or four hours! This is more satisfying than watching a movie!"

"Thank you for the live broadcast girl! Brother will give you a plane!"

"I'll have a missile!"

"I'll have an aircraft carrier!"

Today, not only Guo Dalu sold books very well, but even the girls from several live broadcast platforms that live broadcast Guo Dalu sold books also benefited a lot, and they earned tens of thousands of dollars just by rewards.

If they make money, they earn fast. Guo Dalu worked hard to sign and sell books for a while and only earned a few thousand yuan, but they only earned tens of thousands of yuan when they started a live broadcast.

Sure enough, people are more dead than people, and goods are more likely to be thrown away. Just by taking advantage of Guo Dalu's popularity, he made so much money, but Guo Dalu, as the center of popularity, did not even get a penny.

From 8 am to 12 noon, Guo Dalu signed a thousand books, and saw that there were still a group of readers waiting in line. Guo Dalu stood up and said, "Go to have a meal quickly, aren't you hungry? It's all the time!"

A reader smiled and said, "Mr. Guo, you are not hungry, what else should we say?"

"Yes, I came here specifically from the Demon City. Just to see Mr. Guo, I will give you a photo!"

When Guo Dalu heard them say this, he nodded and said, "Okay, I have to talk to you about anything I say today!"

He said to Guo Yunxia sisters: "Call them to contact the fast food restaurant and ask them to send some fast food here. If you check how many people there are on the scene, you can ask them to give them as many servings!"

After Guo Dalu finished his order, he smiled at the readers in line and said, "It's not easy to come all the way. I'll treat you to dinner! It's just a fast food, not a big meal. Everyone will just eat it!"

The book fans in line were excited, "Master Guo, are you still in charge of the food?"

"No way? A book costs only forty or fifty yuan. If you throw away all kinds of expenses, it will only cost a few yuan to your hands. Now a boxed lunch costs at least ten yuan. If you treat us to a meal, you will have to pay a lot of money!"

A book friend with a smart and clever bookkeeping experience smiled and said, "Mr. Guo, are you just? Others make money by selling books, but you lose money by selling books!"

Guo Dalu stared and said, "I am happy, can you care about it? You just want to eat it or not?"

The book fans on the scene nodded together, "Eat!"

"Damn, you're not polite!"

Guo Dalu waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's sit here and rest for a while! The meal will start in a while!"

There are still hundreds of book friends in line now, and the few benches on the scene are not enough. Guo Dalu waved his hand and said, "Let's get a set of books on the floor, let's sit on the ground!"

He didn't sit on the bench anymore and put a book on the ground, "Come on, let's chat together!"

The book friends were very interesting and went up to buy books with money, then asked Guo Dalu to sign, and then sat next to Guo Dalu with the book. This time, there were no photos taken in so many programs, but the signature was naturally very fast. In less than twenty minutes, all a hundred books were completed.

At this time, the people from the fast food restaurant also drove the lunch box over. Guo Dalu got up first, "She starts, eat, I'm starving to death!"

A group of book friends followed Guo Dalu in line to get lunch boxes. They all felt that today's incident was extremely novel and far beyond their expectations.

They originally wanted to buy books and ask for autographs, but they didn't expect that they not only bought books and asked for autographs, but also got a lunch box!

This guy Guo Dalu acts all by his heart, and does whatever he wants. This is the first time an author invites so many book fans to have lunch boxes.

This meal was simply a buffet party. A group of book friends took lunch boxes and took turns to communicate with Guo Dalu, took photos, asked about Guo Dalu's private life, and snatched half an egg or a chicken leg from the lunch box with Guo Dalu, laughing and joking and having fun.

The group of viewers who were watching the live video drooled in greed, and they wanted to rush to Jinling immediately to compete with Guo Dalu for food.

After a meal, everyone became friends for many years. Guo Dalu was so down-to-earth and lacked airs. This was something that book fans on the scene had never expected.

"Hey hey, are you all full? Okay, since you are all full, then get out of here!"

After eating, Guo Dalu slid his mouth and returned to the back of his table, "Sa's family still has to continue selling books. You can go back to your house and find your mother!"

"I'll go!"

The book fans on the scene suddenly became a little uneasy, "Damn it, Mr. Guo, you have changed your face too quickly, right?"

Guo Dalu raised his hand and pointed at the sky, "What time is it all? Let's go! My business is going to open, don't delay my business!"

"Shit the enemy and refuse to recognize others!"

The book fans at the scene laughed and scolded: "Guo Dapao, you are too careless! Is it a waste of money to share the meal just now?"

Guo Dalu laughed: "You only know, get out of here and give way to the friends behind you!"

These book fans were reluctant to leave, so they surrounded him and watched, making trouble for Guo Dalu. The new book fans behind were confused, wondering what was going on.

There are also book fans who have just watched the live broadcast, all of whom are amused and crying.

This signing party was busy from 8 a.m. to 8 p.m., and all the six thousand books he brought were sold out. By the time Guo Dalu returned to the hotel, it was already ten o'clock in the evening. Even with his cultivation level, he was still a little tired.

This signing event was originally expected to take three days, but on the third day, many book fans still came from afar. Some girls were about to close their stalls when they saw Guo Dalu, and they burst into tears in a hurry.

Seeing that the boss couldn't bear it, Guo Dalu decided to add another day and posted a message on Weibo: Don't come, I'm selling books, not working hard, you can't bear to be tired and dizzy on the spot!

After a group of book fans saw the words on his Weibo, the number of people coming gradually decreased.

Just the days after Guo Dalu signed and sold his books, the martial arts conference was held on time and was broadcast live on major TV stations.

Some book fans of Guo Dalu couldn't help but feel curious after seeing the banner of the conference. They bought tickets to watch, but most of them spit out a few mouthfuls with contempt and would rather watch live TV than buy tickets to enter.

After all, it was the first martial arts conference held by China, and there were still gimmicks. Although not many people bought tickets to watch it on site, there were many people watching live broadcasts in front of TV, and even Guo Dalu took a look at it from time to time.

But I just took a few glances at me, and then I was in a lack of interest - these people were too weak!
Chapter completed!
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