When receiving the love box lunch distributed by the staff of the bookstore, many fans took out their mobile phones to take a photo first, keep it as a souvenir, and send it to the space to show off by the way. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Several media reporters who rushed to catch the news also received a box lunch from Chen Yingwu, who already felt that this girl was good because of Chen Yingwu's kind behavior, and they were even more moved: "Miss Yingwu, you are worried, we will definitely write down everything that happened today." "A few dollars of boxed lunches, for them, represents a kind of respect.

Lunch time only took less than ten minutes, or in the case of the signing at the same time, such a dedicated spirit made the loyalty of fans even higher, many fans felt sorry for this girl, and tried their best to control their extravagant expectations, just let Chen Yingwu simply sign the album, and there were fewer people taking pictures and asking for blessings.

At half past five, Chen Yingwu's hands began to be sore, but in the face of the fans who were still waiting behind, she chose to continue to persevere, and Chen Liang and others did not persuade her again.

The fans' dinner was still provided by Wan Lun, and during the meal, Chen Yingwu rested for a while, and then continued to sign the sale.

It wasn't until half past six that the signing session was completed, and Chen Yingwu released the last album of 10 million yuan, and then took a group photo with the book fans who stayed in the bookstore and did not leave, so that this group of excited men and women couldn't wait to hug her and kiss her.

When the statistics of the bookstore came out, Chen Liang's eyes lit up, selling 9,300 albums, in this era when records have declined, they didn't expect to be able to sell so many sales on the first day, although the dream is very popular on the Internet, but now is not ten years ago, physical records are no longer so popular, and the best result they expected is only 3,000 copies.

Of course, the number of albums signed by Chen Yingwu is not so much, there are about more than 6,000 albums, and the extra 3,000 copies are those fans who were moved by Chen Yingwu's thoughtful care and specially ran back to the bookstore to buy them.

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The second stop of Chen Yingwu's signing meeting is Quancheng, the address is Dongmin Bookstore, the largest bookstore in Quancheng, Chen Yingwu is still full of expectations for the trip to Quancheng, because Zhang Yu promised her to receive the whole process.

When Chen Yingwu, Hu Liangwu, and Hu Fei landed in Quancheng, Zhang Yu also drove Lin Yuchun to Quancheng in a car borrowed from Lin Binghui, and Haizhou and Quancheng were only more than an hour away.

Coming to the hotel where Chen Yingwu was staying, Zhang Yu and Lin Yuchun went straight to Chen Yingwu's room, and Chen Yingwu, who opened the door, looked at Lin Yuchun who was standing outside, and was very surprised, "Yuchun, you are here." ”

Lin Yuchun and Chen Yingwu hugged each other affectionately, "I haven't seen you for a few days, you are all big singers, what I hear the most now is Chen Yingwu, Little Apple, the offering of love, hello, eighteen years old." ”

Hu Liangwu and Hu Fei, who heard the movement, shouted to Zhang Yu respectfully, Mr. Zhang, Zhang Yu rarely interferes in the company's affairs, so the two of them just regard Zhang Yu as a rich second generation with a very rich family, but after this battle, they know that this young man who is younger than himself sees much more far-reaching than himself, through online publicity, momentum, and fermentation on the Internet, and then release the physical version of the album, this strategy is too successful.

After resting, Chen Yingwu's tired body had regained its energy, and patted Zhang Yu's arm, "Zhang Yu, where are you going to take me to play?" ”

Zhang Yu looked at Chen Yingwu and rubbed his nose, "Can I say that I am also the first time to come to Quancheng?" Zhang Yu added a sentence in his heart for the first time in this life and the second time in two lives.

Zhang Yu is a person who likes to stay at home, he studied in Huanghai in college, his first job was in Tishan City, and Jinan only came once when his classmates got married, but he only stayed for two days, and then went to work in Rongcheng.

Chen Yingwu wrinkled her nose and looked at Zhang Yu dissatisfied, "Aren't you from the East China Sea!" ”

"Miss, I'm from the East China Sea, but I'm from Haizhou City, I'm really not familiar with Quancheng here, but I've heard of the scenic spots, Baotu Spring, Black Tiger Spring, Red Leaf Valley Daming Lake, Thousand Buddha Mountain, I'll take you to play all over today, and it will definitely meet your requirements."

Sticking out his tongue at Zhang Yu, Chen Yingwu said playfully, "If I go to so many places, I will be exhausted, I can't go to tomorrow's signing meeting, and the fans will beat me to death." ”

Lin Yuchun and Chen Yingwu walked into the guest room together and sat on the sofa, "Speaking of fans, Yingwu, you are a famous singer now, if you want to go to the scenic spot to play, it is a little difficult, in case you are recognized, it will not be good." ”

Thinking of the fans she met at the airport when she just got off the plane, Chen Yingwu said with annoyance, "yes...... What should I do, I really want to go out and play...... I don't want to be a singer anymore. Chen Yingwu's original idea was that being a singer was a very happy thing, but at this moment, she found that singers who were not famous could no longer play wherever they wanted to play as before.

Looking at Chen Yingwu's pair of watery eyes, Zhang Yu sniffed, "When you go out, you just wear a down jacket and a mask, wearing a mask in winter is not so obvious, no one will recognize you." ”

Chen Yingwu clapped her hands happily, "Okay, that's it." ”

So, after eating, Chen Yingwu wore a thick down jacket and a mask, left the hotel accompanied by Zhang Yu and Lin Yuchun, and then went to Baotu Spring.

Zhang Yu's impression of Quancheng is not good, the failure of urban planning, the traffic jam is almost the first in the country, the summer is hot, the pollution is serious, of course, this is just what Zhang Yu learned from his classmates and the news in Quancheng.

Compared with the spring water that gradually dried up after a few years, the seventy-two springs of Quancheng at this time are still full of water, and the spring water is gushing almost all the year round, and the constant temperature of the spring water is because of the huge temperature difference between the air, and the thick water vapor rises from the spring water, and the clouds and mist are shrouded, and these antique buildings complement each other, as if in the fairy world.

Tourism is the biggest seasoning of Chen Yingwu, in this small building complex surrounded by spring water, Chen Yingwu's fatigue is gone, at this time the spring city belongs to the off-season of tourism, not a weekend, there are fewer people, Chen Yingwu is very interested in dancing a classical dance in front of everyone, like a dancing fairy.

Eat, drink and have fun, take a look at several scenic spots in Quancheng, and then go to a few delicious snack bars recommended by the former classmate under the leadership of Zhang Yu, and finally eat a slightly expensive but famous kebab.

Leaning back on the sofa, Chen Yingwu was like an energetic little girl, "Time is so short, I haven't played enough." ”

didn't play enough, Zhang Yu pursed the corners of his lips, went to so many places, ate so many things, and finally came back after this girl shouted that she couldn't walk, and glanced at Chen Yingwu's little belly that had not changed much from usual, Zhang Yu had to sigh that people were not good-looking, this girl's meal was even bigger than herself.

Others will become tired after traveling, but Chen Yingwu is in good spirits, as if she has just experienced hibernation and slept for dozens of hours.

As a result, the signing meeting, which was originally scheduled to start at two o'clock in the afternoon, was advanced again, and it was advanced to nine o'clock in the morning, and Chen Yingwu, who was distressed by the fans, even pulled the vendors of the food stalls on several nearby streets over, and served a slow and loving breakfast to the group of people who had been waiting outside the Dongmin Bookstore at six or seven o'clock in the morning.

In front of a pancake fruit stand, Chen Yingwu followed the aunt to learn to make a few pancakes and fruits, and handed them to a few men and women gathered around.

After receiving the pancakes and fruits sent by Chen Yingwu, these people were as if they were stunned by happiness, holding the pancakes and fruits in their hands, but they were reluctant to eat them, "Ah, you see, this is the breakfast that Yingwu personally made for me, so happy." ”

A girl with gloves and a red face took off her gloves, took out her mobile phone and handed it to her friends, and then held the pancake fruit and posed a victory pose, "Quick, take pictures, Liu Xuan also showed off with me yesterday on QQ that she ate Chen Yingwu's love lunch, hum, we ate pancakes and fruits made by Yingwu herself, I will send it to her in a while, let her regret it, I have to go to Yanjing, and leave a few of us in Quancheng." ”

"Take a few pictures of me, too." After taking a photo for her, another girl handed her the phone, "Yes, I regret her." ”

Chen Yingwu didn't know that her heartwarming behavior had attracted countless fans, just look at the reddened eyes of the men and women in the team, sometimes it's that simple, because a song likes a singer, but because of her simple and kind ideas, she has become her most loyal fan.

Standing with the fans and eating the pancakes and fruits made by themselves, Chen Yingwu's faces were all smirking, Zhang Yu and Lin Yuchun's hands were also pancakes made by Chen Yingwu, to be honest, they were not as delicious as the ones made by the aunt, but seeing those little fans happy as if they had eaten the most delicious meal in the world, they knew that the taste was not important, what mattered was who made it for you.

Standing on the steps of Dongmin Bookstore, Chen Yingwu took the microphone handed over by the staff, "I'll sing a song to everyone, okay." ”

"Okay." The sound of the wave came from the crowd of fans, no one would refuse this request, for this group of fans, there were too many surprises today, I just wanted to see my idol up close, but I didn't expect to not only eat Chen Yingwu's love breakfast, but also be able to hear Chen Yingwu's live performance.

As a result, the simple square in front of Dongmin Bookstore became the stage for Chen Yingwu's performance, and Chen Yingwu sang not "Little Apple", nor "Offering of Love", not "Finally Waiting for You", but "Hello, Eighteen Years Old", a song written by Chen Yingwu herself.

Looking at Chen Yingwu, who was surrounded by fans in the center, singing and dancing, Zhang Yu actually had the urge to cry, if it weren't for this song, Zhang Yu almost forgot that Chen Yingwu was only eighteen years old this year.

"I counted the days of the years, but I found that I had grown up ......" "Hello, Eighteen Years Old" is just about the faint years of youth, no love, no love, but when it comes out of Chen Yingwu's mouth, there is a little bit of youthful sadness, that is the taste of youth, which is also the reason why this song can become popular.

Exhaled, Zhang Yu looked at Chen Yingwu, who was already sweating on his forehead because of dancing, now you are a famous singer in the country, you can no longer travel with the group, there should not be such a thing as in your previous life, if you want to travel, there are also sneaky.