The fan nodded violently, pressed the shooting button to take dozens of photos in a row, and then contentedly gave up the position to the next fan.

"Don't worry, I remember what you said, study hard every day, be filial to your parents and thrive!"

He grimaced at Zhou Xinglan before leaving.

Zhou Xinglan thought: If the bodyguard girl made this expression, it would be more cute.

The cute little girl Lianqing has encountered a problem.

She couldn't get into the book signing.

The staff here said that Zhou Xinglan had not explained that there were other staff members.

He also deliberately said that he didn't have an assistant, so that Lian Qing took out the work card and no one believed it.

She was probably treated as a fan who didn't have a ticket but wanted to blend in.

After staying a little longer, they planned to find a security guard.

Helpless, she had to think of other ways.

Walking around the site for a while, she noticed that the wall was not very high.

The harmony of the signing didn't last long, and shouts began to be heard from the crowd with all their might—

"Zhou Xinglan, you still have to be shameless! stole someone else's work, and was embarrassed to do what kind of signing? ”

"Have you ever wondered how our brother worked so hard to write this song? How do you have a face to keep for yourself! ”

"That's my brother's first love!"

Obviously, it was black powder that got in.

He didn't look there, continued to sign, shake hands, smile.

Listen to these silent supporters say to him, "Come on, I believe in you." ”

"Come on, I'll be with you."

Whether or not they were really there in the end, at least for this moment, those words gave him strength.

Next, some people will ask, "Are those uploaded on the Internet real?" ”

Zhou Xinglan would patiently answer every time: "No." ”

They asked, "Did you write that song yourself?" ”

Zhou Xinglan said: "Yes. ”

Some believe, some don't.

Zhou Xinglan said to them: "Thank you for your support, pay attention to safety on the way back." ”

Say to them, "Take care of yourself. ”

It would have been nice if it had ended like this, but halfway through the book signing, a few fans suddenly pulled open their backpacks when they were about to get there.

They took out the latest album of the Wind Boy from their bags and slammed it on the ground.

"You shouldn't have this song!"

"Zhou Xinglan, we are so disappointed in you!"

"It's in vain that we used to like you so much! You're such a person! ”

What do you mean? Are these his fans or black fans?

A magical scene happened, after these people smashed the album, they actually cried and began to apologize.

After apologizing, I still want to pull Zhou Xinglan together.

They said: "We apologize to the public on behalf of Zhou Xinglan! ”

"We apologize to Chen Nuo on his behalf!"

Zhou Xinglan glanced at the selfie artifact that was lifted from the crowd at some point.

He chuckled.

The bangs were a little long, covering his eyes.

He brushed his hair back with his fingers, revealing a look of disdain.

"I said I don't admit my mistakes and don't apologize, didn't you hear?"

"No one can represent me, I only say it myself."

He stepped out from behind the signing desk and walked up to them.

Then he bent down and picked up the trampled album.

"If you don't like it, don't buy it."

"If you buy it, don't spoil it."

"If you don't want it, just throw it in the trash."

With that, he threw his contents into the trash bin next to the signing table.

Then he said to them, "If you don't love it, go away." ”

Fans were stunned.

"Zhou Xinglan, what are you talking about? We're here to help! ”

"We apologized for putting down our self-esteem for you, what else do you want?"