Hearing Jiang Lun's words, everyone grew their mouths and looked at him in surprise.

Left-handed signature?

This...... It's not impossible, but can it be signed?

Can you keep up with the speed?

"Jiang Lun, don't hold it up!" Wu Chaoyang was a little angry, he was not angry with Jiang Lun, but angry with himself, "I am wrong about this today, I apologize to you! But no matter what the challenge, your body is the most important!"

"No!" Jiang Lun gritted his teeth, "I said yes, I can!"

"Uh......"

Everyone looked at each other, and the fans behind heard his words and came up to comfort them.

"Lun Lun, don't forget it, we're already very moved!" a cute girl held her mouth and cried.

The other big man didn't wipe the corners of his eyes, "I didn't worship this idol wrong!"

"Jiang Lun, whether you persist or give up, we will support you!"

A fan in the back shouted, and the others followed suit, "Yes!

"Thank you!

Jiang Lun rubbed his already stiff face with his left hand, "I'm fine, if you don't mind the ugly sign with my left hand, just continue!"

"Don't mind!"

"We don't mind!"

“……”

Hearing this shout, Jiang Lun was stuck in his throat, unable to say a word, so he could only nod silently.

The challenge continues.

Jiang Lun is really signing with his left hand, but he is signing "J Lun".

It's completely drawn, and it's not pretty, but fans don't mind.

In the process of signing with his left hand, the Chinese medicine practitioner sat next to him and helped him massage his right hand, and when his right hand was slightly perceptual, he switched back to it, and when his right hand was paralyzed again, he changed to his left hand again.

The adjudicator is Chinese, and he is a woman, and when he saw Jiang Lun's approach, he did not raise any questions, but was deeply infected.

She never said a word, this is the rule, but at this moment, she spoke, "Don't worry, I think you can break this signing record!"

"I'm not here for any record!"

Jiang Lun signed while saying, "I am for the fans and friends present, in order to repay their support for me, I must persevere!"

On the Internet, as fans upload photos and videos, more and more people are paying attention to this matter.

"Jiang Lun is so pitiful! his right hand won't be wasted, right?"

"Look at the blessing of the old man's unicorn arm!"

"No eating, no drinking, no toilet, are you going to soar?"

"I'm so impressed!"

“……”

But there are also discordant voices.

"Sensationalism!"

"Too extreme!"

"He has a girlfriend anyway, whether he has a right hand or not, and what's the difference?"

"You want to sell albums, are you crazy?"

One thing, 10,000 people have 10,000 opinions, there are good reviews, and naturally there are bad reviews, Jiang Lun is not RMB, it is impossible for everyone to like it.

Like Huang Daming's fans and Liu Pengfei's fans, these people will come out and say a few words to Jiang Lun whenever they have the opportunity.

Most netizens are still very friendly, and when they see such news, they will be touched to some extent, and there are even many netizens who are nearby, they are not fans of Jiang Lun, but when they saw the news on the Internet, they also rushed to cheer.

At 8:20 p.m., the summer sky finally turned dark.

The company brought in several spotlights to illuminate the entire stage in the daylight.

After six hours and twenty minutes, the moment that I was always looking forward to finally arrived, and it was also at this moment that Jiang Lun broke the world record by signing and selling a total of 3,000 albums.

The moment the adjudicator announced that the record had been broken, he was already in extreme prostration, but he still didn't forget to laugh at himself, "Alas!

The surrounding staff and fans couldn't help but laugh when they heard this.

Standing on the stage, the adjudicator personally announced that the challenge result was real and valid, and the world record certificate was awarded to him on the spot.

Suddenly, a figure rushed onto the stage and pounced directly on Jiang Lun.

Before he could react, he was grabbed by the arm by this man and asked in surprise, "What's wrong with your arm? Can you still move? Let me see!"

Jiang Lun was as surprised as everyone else, and when he saw the person clearly, he found that it was Chen Yingying, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Why are you here?"

As he spoke, he raised his right hand, but it was visibly struggling.

Chen Yingying covered her mouth and cried, her eyes were red and swollen, and she had been crying since she saw the news coming.

Jiang Lun whispered comfortingly, "Don't cry!

"Let them see!

Chen Yingying sobbed and said, "I only care about you! Who told you to fight like this? What if you can't move in the future?"

"Why can't you move! Isn't that still moving?"

"And what if there are after-effects?"

"This ...... No, now that medicine is so developed, there is always a Chinese medicine master by the side!"

"That's not going to work! It's not allowed to do this again, it's too dangerous!"

"Okay, okay! I know!"

In fact, Jiang Lun's two arms are uncomfortable now, and they are barely moving.

Looking around, he said apologetically to the certifier, "I'm sorry, this is my girlfriend!"

"I can see it!" The adjudicator smiled kindly and said to Chen Yingying, "Little girl, your boyfriend is very brave, I wish you happiness!"

Chen Yingying pursed her lips and said in a crying voice, "Thank you!"

On the side, Wu Chaoyang came up again to dissuade, "Yingying, let's go back and talk about it! There are so many fans below!"

Who knows, Chen Yingying actually complained to him, "What's the matter with you? Let him do such a risky thing?"

Wu Chaoyang smiled bitterly, "It's my fault, it's my fault, I will never arrange such an event in the future." ”

After the signing session, Jiang Lun was not directly home, but was dragged to the Chinese medicine doctor's clinic to do acupuncture.

Looking at the silver needles piercing his arm, Jiang Lun was not hurting his arm, but his heart.

"Alas, it seems that I will have to practice my arm strength in the future, which is not good!"

Jiang Lun shook his head, "It's been too long, and the muscles I've saved from moving boxes in the past few years are almost gone." ”

When the Chinese medicine practitioner heard this, he couldn't help but wonder, "Have you ever moved a box before?"

"Yes!" Jiang Lun smiled bitterly, "Looking at my state today, you don't believe it, right?"

"What box, how heavy?" asked the TCM physician with a serious face.

Jiang Lun thought for a moment, "Uh...... The airbox is equipped with the kind of one-person high stage sound, as well as a mixer, a lighting console or something. ”

"I know why!"

Unexpectedly, the Chinese medicine practitioner suddenly said, "According to common sense, if your arms have not been injured before, and you have not had an old illness, it is impossible to be like you." There was a writer like you, who lost feeling in his arms and was sent to me for treatment after a book signing, but he signed 8,000 books for 15 hours in a row, and he signed more than you. ”

"What do you mean...... Jiang Lun's face was a little shocked, "I had an arm injury before, so how could I not notice it myself?"

"It's probably because you haven't encountered something like this before!"

The TCM practitioner said, "You have to pay more attention in the future, if you want to exercise, you have to have a gradual process! You see those athletes who exercised, they didn't pay attention when they were young, they were injured when they were old, and those construction workers had occupational diseases all over their bodies. ”

Hearing him give these two examples, Jiang Lun said helplessly, "Then what's the solution, it's all to support the family." ”

The two were chatting, and Chen Yingying came in, carrying a bag of packed meals, "It's time to eat, you have to make up for it like this!"

She also didn't forget to bring one to the Chinese medicine practitioner, "Master, I bought you a meal too, let's eat together!"

"No!" the Chinese medicine practitioner smiled and waved his hand, "You can eat!"

After speaking, he said to Jiang Lun, "I'll come back in half an hour to pull out the needle for you! ”

After the Chinese medicine practitioner left, Chen Yingying sat in front of the bed with a lunch box, "Come, open your mouth, I'll feed you!"

"I can't eat it!" Jiang Lun shook his head.

"Eat less, or your arm won't get better!"

"Don't eat it!"

"Gotta eat!"

“……”

After another hour, the TCM practitioner returned.

After pulling out the needle, he didn't forget to tell him, "Go back and pay more attention, from today onwards, I will give you a few stitches every day, and it will be fine in a week!"

"Huh?"

"Ahh

"Uh, okay!" Jiang Lun waved his arms, this acupuncture really worked, the intuition of his arms had returned, but when he held his hands, he was still a little weak.

For the next week, he honestly came to receive acupuncture every day, and his promotional activities were only on a few TV shows, and the book signing in other cities was all postponed.

Even the signing of "Ghost Blowing the Lamp", which was negotiated with the publishing house before, has cancelled the plan.

……

……

Two weeks later, Jiang Lun came to Nanjin.

This is not the first time he has come to Nanjin, when he recorded Jiangnan Satellite TV's program before, he once stayed for a day, and this time he not only had to hold a small singing club here, but also had to appear on two variety shows, adding up to a total of four days.

In this event, Chen Yingying also followed as an assistant, she was afraid that she would be in the same situation as the last signing meeting again, so during this period of Jiang Lun's activities, she must go with her if she has time.

As soon as you get off the plane, you can feel the climate that is different from that of the capital.

Hot!

Coming to Nanjin, the city of furnaces, in the middle of summer, is like roasting people, as if you can start eating it with a pinch of cumin.

But Jiang Lun was still wearing sunglasses, a mask and a hat, wrapped tightly.

As soon as he stepped out of the airport gate, Jiang Lun saw a dense crowd of people outside, and those young boys and girls were waiting for each other with various signs, regardless of the hot weather.

However, he looked around and found that those signs were written with other people's names, and it seemed that none of them were answering him, so he couldn't help but feel a little stupid.