It doesn't feel good to sit in the bookstore all the time. After all, the bookstore can only accommodate so many people.
When I walk out now, I see more people than in the morning. They are jumping and cheering your name together. The sound is deafening but not noisy. This feeling is really... refreshing.
No wonder more and more people want to be stars.
In the thousands of years of history in the world, how many people can see such a crazy scene?
Perhaps only a victorious general can see thousands of his soldiers shouting his name with such crazy and admiring eyes, right?
"Sing a song?"
"Can you sing a song!!"
The voices gradually merged into one.
Han Qi said to the people following him: "Do you have a microphone?"
"I'll get it for you right away."
The young man ran away quickly and quickly brought the microphone. Han Qi took it and looked at the crowd downstairs and said:
"Thank you. Really, no words can express my feelings right now. If possible, I would like to sit upstairs and sign all the time. I can sign in tomorrow. But as the old saying goes, there is no banquet in the world, no matter what,
We all always have to say goodbye, because there is no sun that never sets, and there is no constant weather. I am very happy to see you here, you are cute, handsome, and lively. Thank you very much."
Han Qi bowed.
The fans who came here taught him a lesson. Without today's autograph session, Han Qi would never have known that so many people were supporting him.
The attention seen on the Internet is only virtual, so what if there are tens of millions or hundreds of millions?
It's not just a bunch of data.
Only in this way, by holding a concert and a book signing, can you discover so many lovely people who are willing to pay attention to you.
Han Qi knew that this was also related to his unwillingness to appear on the show. Many people who came today asked Han Qi to appear on more programs and appear in more scenes, so that they could have more channels to see him. Unlike now, he only
I can wait for the travel videos that Han Qi will send out from time to time.
"I will post a Weibo later and post a photo of yourselves and the book in the topic. I will draw 10,000 people and give some small gifts, randomly."
Wang Zheng glanced at Han Qi.
You are so willful, what kind of gift? There was absolutely no discussion before.
"You can also sing, but it's really late. You promise me that when I finish singing, everyone will slowly leave the mall and go home. How about that?"
"good!"
"Anything is fine as long as you sing!!"
“Please sign!! I have a book!! I can’t get in!!!”
All kinds of shouts filled this huge building.
After Han Qi asked, after waiting for two minutes, music appeared on the speaker.
The noisy shopping mall also became quiet.
In the prelude, Han Qi said: "This is a song I wrote for my grandparents. They passed away. It's a pity that they worked hard all their lives, but they couldn't wait until the day when their grandson would be successful. He will always think about what I will do in the future.
How to live..."
"Sunrise and sunset, deep and deep, there is a small square table with meat and vegetables. A figure is busy calmly, and a pair of hands makes this time warm..."
The sound is still good.
In modern society, even if you buy an ordinary speaker, it can still match the sound quality that was only available in first-tier speakers a few years ago.
It also allowed many people who had never attended a concert to experience the immersion and shock brought by live music.
The whole place was silent.
There is not even one cough among tens of thousands of people. When people devote themselves wholeheartedly to one thing, they will forget even their physiological reactions. Sometimes you will find that when you read a book or do something, you can change your mind in just a blink of an eye.
Hours later, this is the principle.
Listening to Han Qi sing is such a thing that can make people forget everything.
Especially the listening scene is blessed by sound.
There is a reason why Han Qi's vinyl records can be sold for more than 20,000 yuan in the second-hand market.
This song reminds many people of their own families.
At least half of the people in the audience shed tears when Han Qi sang this song, so they were inevitably a little depressed when Han Qi just finished singing this song. When they came to their senses, Han Qi had already left through the back door.
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Xu Lei helped Han Qi press his hand while Wang Zheng drove.
"How many copies do you think were sold?" Wang Zheng asked.
"Fifteen thousand?"
Because all the 10,000 copies upstairs have been sold out, and there are still many people who bought books from the first floor and came to sign them, plus some people who bought and left without queuing, then 15,000 should be a more reliable number.
Anyway, probably.
"Twenty thousand!" Wang Zheng sounded excited. "Twenty thousand copies have been sold out. Do you think the people who bought the book don't want to come up and sign it? If we hadn't blocked the stairs in the afternoon, the corridor on the fifth floor would have been crowded by them.
Lose."
Han Qi rarely participates in variety shows, and fans have a strong desire to see him in person.
If fans are allowed to go up to the fifth floor, it won't be surprising if the number of people increases and a few people squeeze downstairs.
“Where are the other bookstores?”
"We haven't calculated the statistics yet. I just asked the publisher. I think they will give us feedback in the early morning."
He was the first one to see the book. As soon as Han Qi finished writing, he called Wang Zheng. He knew how well Han Qi's travel notes were written. It was not that the writing was beautiful, but that it was relatively simple.
Kind of, but inexplicably, it has a strong sense of picture, which can bring people into the scenery in the travel notes.
This is what distinguishes Han Qi’s travel notes from other people’s travel notes.
In other words, it can also be called a strong personal style.
Han Qi thinks this should be due to his literary talent. Although his writing style is still a bit immature, everything must have a newcomer period and a mature period. There is such a process. After all, he has not obtained the career of a writer.
You can't jump in the middle.
On the Internet, a video of Han Qi singing while standing on the fifth floor of a shopping mall went viral.
Han Qi also remembered what he just said and posted a Weibo message.
With the help of countless fans, #我游# has become very popular. In half an hour, tens of thousands of people participated in Han Qi's activities and posted photos of himself and his travel notes.
The number of participants continues to increase over time.
Han Qi is also preparing gifts for fans at home.
This was indeed an idea that struck his head, and he had never considered it before. After all, he didn't know that so many people would come. Before, he even thought about what he would do if no one came to the autograph session, and he felt a little panicked.
"Send signed books? No, it's too tiring."
After several days of hurrying and signing, it only amounted to more than 10,000 yuan in one day. If no one urged her, Han Qi felt that it would take a week to sign another 10,000 yuan book.
He asked in the work group, and Xu Lei made a suggestion.
"How about giving me a doll?"
Due to copyright reasons, Han Qi's various images have not been stolen, and there are no products about Han Qi on the market.
"Can."
Xu Lei knew how to do this. He knew a friend who owned a toy store.
I'll record some movements tomorrow, and 10,000 dolls can be produced in a few days.
At two o'clock in the morning, Han Qi had already fallen asleep.
Wang Zheng suddenly posted several exclamation points in the group.
"The results are out!!!"
"192,000, most bookstores are sold out, and there are hundreds of news about restocking in the publishing house. Haha, genius, Han Qi, you are really a genius!!!"
