I just want to sell goods, but you force me to become a talent

Chapter 112 The one wearing the mask must be a star

After Ye Xian stepped down, he didn't go back to his seat, but went directly to the media seat, where Qiu's mother and Ding Zhan were sitting, saw Ye Xian came down, and quickly handed over a bottle of water.

"Gududu..."

Ye Xian drank half a bottle of water in one breath, he couldn't drink water before going on stage, he only drank a little to moisten his throat when he was on stage, Ye Xian was so thirsty at this time.

After drinking the water, Ye Xian took the Orange mobile phone from Qiu's mother and looked at the live broadcast room.

"Hey, 2 people online?"

Ye Xian was taken aback, this was the first time there were so many people in his live broadcast room.

[Hi Brother Xian! 】

[Brother Xian was so handsome just now! 】

【Husband I love you! 】

【Husband should have sung another one just now! 】

……

Seeing all kinds of compliments, greetings, and rewards from fans in the live broadcast room, Ye Xian thanked them one by one, then pointed to the stage and said, "Everyone, watch the show first, and we'll talk later when it's over."

Now on stage is the well-known singer Tang Feng, who is good at rock songs. Director Wu put it at the end instead of the opening, just to suppress the whole scene and make the final ending more perfect.

A good stage must be high... wave after wave!
Ye Xian didn't want to beep in the live broadcast room when others were performing, and just now he sang a song without watching, Ye Xian felt as if his body had been hollowed out.

Now is sage time.

do not want to talk.

……

Tang Feng's performance was with the band, and he sang three songs in succession, blowing up the entire gymnasium.

It's a pity that this rock sounded very good. Compared with the other world rock in Ye Xian's memory, it still didn't taste as good, but it may also be because this Tang Feng is only a second-tier singer.

Ye Xian listened without changing his face, and did not make any comments, because it was still live.

After Tang Feng's performance, the event officially ended. Ye Xian got up and took the live broadcast mobile phone and walked out with everyone. While walking, Ye Xian chatted with new and old fans in the live broadcast room.

"You guys are so ruthless. You betrayed me as soon as the show ended. There were 2 people just now, and now there are only [-] left!"

"Want to hear me sing other songs? Have you discovered my previous short videos? If not, do your homework first. I basically broadcast it once every two days, and come to my live broadcast room the day after tomorrow."

"Have you bought my wine? No, have you bought durian cakes? No? It makes me sad."

"You think I'm cutting leeks? Brother, you should know one thing. I am a delivery anchor first, and a singer second. I sell goods full-time, cook part-time, occasionally sing, and occasionally tell stories."

"What book? "Dream of Red Mansions", the simplified version should be launched in the next few days. It is already in the proofreading and typesetting. I have also seen the pictures provided by the illustrator. It is great and meets my expectations for Jia Baoyu and Lin Daiyu. "

"The full version of "Dream of Red Mansions"? Just wait, I guess it will take two months to finish writing at the earliest. Oh, by the way, the full version has some content that is different from the simplified version, so, hey, I suggest you Buy two copies at once!"

"Too long? In this way, can I publish the complete version of "Dream of Red Mansions" in several volumes? This way everyone doesn't have to wait until two months later?"

……

Ye Xian, who was chatting, was taken aback for a moment, then turned to Ding Zhan next to him and said, "Uncle Ding, help me communicate with the publishing house later to see if I can publish the full version of "Dream of Red Mansions" in separate volumes?"

Ding Zhan nodded: "But you need to be mentally prepared, you may not be able to print many copies."

Ye Xian laughed, and turned to look at the live broadcast room: "Have you heard that? If not many of you buy it, then I guess I won't be able to print a few copies, and this book may die!"

"So, my "Simplified Version of A Dream of Red Mansions" will be pre-sold first, and I will print as many orders as you place. Hehe, don't call me a profiteer, you should praise me for being too smart!"

"Everyone is asking if I want to hold a book signing? How can I say that I am also a writer!"

"Don't hide it anymore? Oh, haha, don't hide it anymore, I have a showdown! This book is indeed written by me."

……

While chatting with everyone, Ye Xian walked out. Tens of thousands of people left the venue at the same time, and there were crowds of people everywhere. As soon as Ye Xian walked to the square, he heard the crowd screaming: "It's Brother Xian! It's Xian!" Brother! Brother Xian, I love you!"

Ye Xian froze for a moment, turned his head to look, and saw a girl pointing at him and yelling, and the crowd next to him immediately looked over.

Ding Zhan reacted the quickest. As soon as he took off his coat, he put it on Ye Xian's head, and pulled him outside.

"Where is Brother Xian?"

"Brother Xian is wearing a white suit, that is it!"

"Brother Xian, let's sing another song! It wasn't fun just now!"

……

First, more than a dozen people gathered around, and after a few people yelled, a group of people quickly gathered around, Ding Zhan wanted to push Ye Xian out, but it was too late.

More and more people gathered around.

"Miscalculation!"

Ding Zhan, who has always been refined and calm, also wanted to yell at him, completely losing the joy of Ye Xian breaking the circle just now.

Ye Xian, who conquered the audience with a song, now fully enjoys the treatment of a star!

As soon as Mother Qiu gritted her teeth, she was about to step forward to stop the crazy crowd, but Ye Xian grabbed her arm and protected her behind him.

Even with Ding Zhan's clothes covering his head, he was still calm, and it was impossible for Qiu's mother to block the crowd for him.

"Auntie, don't panic!"

"Uncle Ding, you don't have to cover me!"

Ye Xian raised his hand to remove Ding Zhan's clothes. He knew very well that it was already too late, the crowd had already gathered, and the three of them could not squeeze out.

Moreover, the more secretive it is, the more exciting these people will be.

It's better to greet everyone openly, after all, I'm not a big star.

"Everyone from Haizhou, stop shouting, I'm not a star!"

While appeasing the surrounding audience, Ye Xian signaled Ding Zhan to contact the organizer and his fan group quickly. At this time, only the organizer can get them out, and only the fan group can quickly come to protect him.

Ye Xian was also annoyed, you don't want to surround a big V with so many tens of millions of followers, why should you surround yourself, a small blogger with only a million followers?
"Brother Xian, sign me! Can you sign my clothes? The clothes are inconvenient? You can also sign my chest!"

"Brother Xian, sing "Dang" again, it's so good!"

"Brother Xian, let's take a picture together!"

"Husband, come home with me! I will support you!"

……

Looking at the messy scene, Ye Xian knew that the matter should not be enlarged, otherwise more people would surround him.

He tried his best to protect Qiu's mother and walked forward, while pointing at the back casually: "I'm not a celebrity, everyone, look, Tang Feng is behind!"

"Tang Feng? Where is Tang Feng?"

Everyone was stunned, and turned to look behind, just in time to see a figure wearing a black mask walking out of the passage. Although everyone couldn't tell whether the other person was Tang Feng, the person wearing the mask must be a celebrity.

Many people immediately turned and ran towards the figure.

Ye Xian took the opportunity to drag Qiu's mother and walked out with her head down.

Brother Feng, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to.

……

Ps: Today's inventory
Haizhou old wine inventory: 7486 bottles.

(End of this chapter)