Chapter 258: A Signature Worth Fifty Dollars
Juxia City.
City Square...
"Alas, I really don't know what's good to hear, a group of people are gathered here, and they even need the people's police to maintain order." A male policeman complained against a police car.
The female policeman next to the male policeman, who was also dressed in uniform and had a good face, snorted arrogantly when she heard this, "You have said that you are a people's policeman, of course you have to serve the people." ”
"Maintain order, it's the security guard's business."
"Then you go and talk to the director, and if you think these people are idle, you can drive them away." The policewoman said disapprovingly, but she craned her white neck and looked at the crowd, sighing in her heart...
It's a pity that it's work time, and I'm still wearing this uniform, otherwise I must rush to the front to see... My lord.
Seeing the crowded scene, the male policeman shrunk his neck and said nothing, although he couldn't understand the strength of these people who had passed this song and dance troupe fan.
The last one who couldn't help himself is still recuperating at home.
At this time, the crowd suddenly set off a huge cheer.
"September! September! September! ”
From noisy to neat, shouts resounded in the center of the giant gorge, and many vehicles were parked on the side of the road, stopping to watch, not to mention the unknown pedestrians.
The little policewoman's face flushed and she shouted with the crowd.
The male policeman looked helpless when he saw this, and he went crazy again.
In the dynamic, with a little wonderful music sounded, the scene was quiet, and the music disappeared.
However, no one showed dissatisfaction, but they all raised their hands tacitly, rhythmically waving the light sticks in their hands, and those who did not have light sticks also turned on the lights of their mobile phones and swayed together.
The music sounded again, this scene made the male policeman stupid, what kind of orchestra is so hanging, fans don't sing if they don't cooperate?
But these fans still spoil them.
"You ask me what I want,
Wear the coolest colors... oh… no~
A slow-paced life.
You ask me what I want,
Listen to my favorite songs,
Walk through your own pleasures..."
Magnetic and free, with a pure and comfortable singing voice gradually fell, and a delicate and pleasant voice with great contrast suddenly connected.
"Painting a picture of the years is like waking up from a dream,
Hum a nursery rhyme, time inspires..."
The aftermath is lingering, with a few wisps of ancient rhyme and refinement, both classical rhythm and modern refinement, which perfectly integrates the two, and everyone is fascinated by it.
As soon as the song stopped, the earth-shattering cheers rang out.
"Master Xuan, Master Xuan, I love you like a mouse loves rice!"
"Oh hoo ~ Junjun, we will always support you!"
"We love you too..."
"The seven-color water show is the best."
"September! September! ”
Fans cheered for their idol's name, and the atmosphere reached a climax.
"It's... Oh my God, whatever they sing, I'm stupid. The policeman looked horrified, craned his neck and looked at the stage a hundred meters away.
On the stage, nine women and one man, each of the women has outstanding appearances, which can be called the national color and fragrance, and all of them are goddess-level appearances, and the only man is on the same stage with these nine goddesses, which is an additional set off the vulgarity of this green leaf.
But what made people scream even more was his previous singing.
Male? Female?
He sings a female voice as a man! once caused the screams of the fans at the scene.
"Wow, I can't imagine that Xuan Ye can still sing this kind of voice, it's really a god." The little policewoman is obsessed, and she is a little fan girl.
On stage...
Xuan Mo glanced at Zhao Jun angrily, and the latter spit out his little fragrant tongue and smiled, so that Xuan Mo had no choice.
Originally, I wanted this song to be sung by Zhaojun, but in order to attract the audience, I had to make a big move, and let him sing it was mainly part of the drama.
Male and female voices do attract the attention of the audience even more, in order to attract popularity, so... Xuan Mo compromised, for the sake of the task.
However, this method of attracting fans can only be used once, and if you use it more, the eyes of fans will be on him, but he does all this to make Zhaojun the world's number one singer.
After completing his task, Xuan Mo retreated behind the scenes and gave the stage to Zhaojun Jiunu.
"It's ugly and long-lived, and it's handsome and old~
I'd rather be an ugly bastard, positive and cute. ”
The joyful atmosphere was set off on the stage, Xuan Mo chuckled, and hummed along, these songs were all collected by him in another plane, and this world did not have them.
I have tested the water several times, and the effect is good, otherwise there would not be such a huge number of fans now.
"Xuan... Master Xuan, you, can you sign for me? A slightly apprehensive, somewhat cautious voice sounded behind him.
"Huh?" Humming paused, Xuan Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, didn't he tell Xu Li not to let these staff members do their duty, how could he...
Turning around, he saw that the girl in front of him, Er Xuanmo, who seemed to be cautious, was a little stunned.
The girl has a white shirt of ten yuan a piece from a roadside stall on the mountain, a washed white jeans underneath, and a pair of cheap board shoes at her feet, but the girl's appearance is good, but she looks a little cute and cute, but she has a neat braid.
Xuan Mo took the notebook and pen in the girl's hand, signed his name, and said, "You're not a staff member here, are you?" ”
The cute girl who saw Xuan Mo's signature showed a hint of joy, but when she heard Xuan Mo's subsequent words, she suddenly became panicked again.
"I... I..."
"Don't worry, I didn't say I'm going to blast you out, but I'm really curious how you got in?"
Hearing Xuan Mo say that he would not blow himself out, the girl breathed a sigh of relief, and then said embarrassedly: "I, I helped here all afternoon, they all thought that I was also here to work, and I would be at the end of work..."
The corners of Xuan Mo's mouth twitched, this is also a talent, and he entered them in advance.
"Just for this signature?" Xuan Mo lit up the name on the notebook.
"Uh-huh."
"You're a fan of mine?"
"This... Sort of. The girl looked a little embarrassed.
"Count, count..."The corners of Xuan Mo's mouth twitched, "Then what do you want my signature?" ”
"I, my colleague said if I could get your autograph, she'd pay fifty bucks." The girl said.
You're so honest.
Perhaps sensing that Xuan Mo's expression was a little wrong, the girl hurriedly said, "Otherwise, I... I'll divide you twenty-five, don't be angry, okay? ”
The girl seemed to have made a lot of determination, as if twenty-five dollars was a lot of money for her.
In fact, it seems to be about the same, just look at the clothes on her body, I am afraid that they are not more than fifty, and twenty-five is indeed a lot.