Chapter 113: Boasting is everywhere
Saturday is not only a carnival for comic fans, but also a carnival for Qin's inexplicable fans and fans.
His new album (I Like You Inexplicably) sold out in the third week, 15,859 copies!
What is called real gold is not afraid of fire!
The ten songs on this album are all time-tested. And time is the only test of truth!
His album has been up and down for three consecutive weeks, with no downward trend at all, and it has far exceeded the level of the king of the mainland.
And in these three weeks, not a single new song has been released in the entire music scene. Including those kings and queens, or as strong as the band of insects. All of them are avoiding its edge and dare not compete with it.
This month is a veritable month of inexplicability!
During this time, no one dared to stab, all of them obeyed, and honestly hid in their own houses. We can't afford to provoke, can't we hide!
Qin's inexplicable official Weibo took the opportunity to issue a notice that it will start a national tour next Saturday, the first stop, Hangzhou!
This is the second concert of Qin's inexplicable music career, and the first time was when he just became a first-line celebrity.
What do you mean!
Can't we hide in our own homes?
Your one-stop national tour, is this going to our doorstep?
Can't even lift the roof for us?
You're desperate for revenge!
This time, all the people in the music scene are not calm, but they have nothing to do with others!
None of the singles are as good as anyone else's, let alone his super album. Do you want to be like a barbarian, swinging your fists at each other?
But even if he fights, he may not be able to beat others, after all, Jinyang Entertainment behind him is also a top entertainment group.
On the contrary, his fans and fans are very happy that they can finally get close to their idols. Our idol is now at the level of a king!
But what is puzzling is why the first stop is not the magic capital, not the capital, but Hangzhou?
Only a few people know the answer, he should be repaying the favor in disguise!
But his benefactor was not in the mood to pay attention to his kindness now. Half of his sky, collapsed!
The little girl who was not favored by God ended her suffering in the world and finally left.
And, most importantly, in the next few days, the old dean couldn't afford to be sick, and finally passed away peacefully.
Is he afraid that Xiaoyun will be lonely on Huangquan Road?
Such a pure and good person actually left like this. Is he tired?
Is he not used to seeing the dirt and filth of the world, or is he not used to seeing the cold-blooded ruthlessness of human beings?
Moreover, just before he left, the welfare home was still the tattered welfare home, and before Feng Wuling could pay for it, it was re-covered. Just walked away with regrets.
In his heart, maybe he regretted it!
On this day, it snowed again in Hangzhou, and it was still a heavy snow once in more than ten years. Is this God also crying sadly?
Is this mourning the departure of a good man?
Feng Wuling sat in front of the old dean's tombstone for a whole day. The fluttering snowflakes had completely covered him and turned him into a snowman.
But he didn't realize it.
In less than half a month, he suffered two blows in succession. It was the darkest time of his life.
The old dean is one of the guiding lights in his life path, illuminating his path forward and supporting half of the sky in his life. Taught him to be a kind person.
But he just walked away, sleeping peacefully and forever. There is no need to be busy all day long for the welfare home, and there is no need to go to the government to ask for funding for the welfare home.
I don't know if he was still worried before he left?
At ten o'clock in the evening, the fat man returned. He also attended the funeral, and until the end, he helped to send the old dean's family back.
However, waiting left and right, I didn't see Feng Wuling going back. So, I drove over again.
When he saw the snowman, he grabbed it without saying a word, shook it off a few times, and shook the snow off his body. Then he carried it on his shoulders and strode back down the mountain. I opened the car door and shoved him in at once.
The fat man's movements are very neat, like grabbing a little chick. With his size and size, he is completely the reincarnation of Lu Zhishen, and this kind of action is effortless.
The car didn't turn off, and the heating was on sufficiently. The fat man sat in the driver's seat, turned his head, looked at him with joy or sadness, and sighed. Pull over the seat belt, fasten him, and start the car and drive back.
Feng Wuling leaned back on the seat with his eyes closed, his body jolting back and forth with the car. My mind went blank, and there were no thoughts.
The fat man found a random bar and parked his car in front of the bar. Then, when he opened the car door, he grabbed Feng Wuling out like a chick, carried it on his shoulder, and strode into the bar.
This is a hi bar, warm as spring, full of people, noisy. An unknown singer is singing on the stage in front of him, and the song is exactly (all blame me).
Well, this has become his world!
The door of the bar slammed open, and a very strong fat man walked in with a man on his shoulder. At this moment, the 200% return rate even paused.
Now, the comrades who are engaged in the foundation are too arrogant, right?
Is it so blatant and above board?
The fat man ignored it all, walked straight to an empty table, and put the little chick on his shoulder on the card seat. Then he slapped the table very arrogantly and shouted to the waiter who came over, "Whiskey, it's full!"
Forehead......
Is it so awesome?
Did you bring the cow with you?
The cow went with you, did the bull agree?
The waiter's sister was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then, with her little short legs, pushed a small cart. Soon, the small round table was filled with whiskey.
There were twelve bottles of whiskey, and the fat man opened them all. He gave the chick a bottle, and then he didn't use the cup, raised his head, and blew mouth-to-mouth on the bottle.
Old man, surnamed Lu, Mingda, legal name Zhishen!
In one go, I finished blowing a bottle!
At this moment, there was silence around them!
The people at the table next to him were dumbfounded, it wasn't Budweiser or something, it was whiskey!
Although they all have a wei in their names, they were not born by a single parent. One is a beer in the teens and the other is a spirit in at least forty degrees!
There is not the slightest comparison between the two!
There are bragging people everywhere, and there are often people who blow Budweiser, but there are especially whiskey, and it is estimated that there will be none in their lives.
It's been a long time!
Feng Wuling also did the same, raised his head, and began to blow mouth-to-mouth.
The eyes of the people at the next table were wide. Could it be that this is another one with a cow?