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On Wenyuan Road in Jiangning, a awning was erected by everyone.

Huge banners were spread out, and roll-up banners were also put on the ground one after another.

On the promotional background, large horizontal characters were written: "Listen to My Nonsense" offline signing event.

Under the clear sun, a group of students lined up in two lines, extending from the intersection to the end of the road.

Each of them held either a book or a picture in their hands, and all looked at the intersection.

Cheng Shuo and his party arrived late.

In the van, Hu Ge was fiddling with his cell phone boredly.

Sitting in the passenger seat, looking in the rearview mirror, Liu Shishi's head was already leaning on Cheng Shuo's shoulder.

She slept peacefully, while Cheng Shuo still looked at the damn script with puzzlement.

Hu Ge was a little envious of Cheng Shuo's broad shoulders.

What he envied was Cheng Shuo's shoulder width, which made his head-to-body ratio more symmetrical.

"You went to Xiangjiang for half a day and came back? Did you take the photo so quickly?"

"It will be over in twenty minutes." Cheng Shuo put the script on his legs and controlled his movements in a small way so as not to disturb the Sleeping Beauty on his shoulders. "It's a total of one scene. If I hadn't gone out for a walk, I wouldn't have done it last night.

Just came back."

Hu Ge said oh, "Where have you been playing?"

"Pick yourself a spot at Madame Tussauds."

Hu Ge choked on his words, "I don't know if you are confident or arrogant."

“If you’re not crazy, can you still call yourself a young person?”

Looking at Cheng Shuo's appearance, Hu Ge looked away and silently complained: "Wearing a suit to be a wife, I live like an old cadre. I don't do things in a hurry or slow, and I have the nerve to say that I am a young man."

When the brakes were applied, the car was held in place.

The inertia caused Liu Shishi's body to sway. Cheng Shuo held him up, and Liu Shishi woke up.

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, he pulled Cheng Shuo's hand away, "Are you here?"

"Well, wipe your saliva, we have to meet someone."

Liu Shishi wiped the corners of his mouth subconsciously. Halfway through the action, he realized that he had been tricked by Cheng Shuo again.

Just as he was preparing to counterattack, the car door was opened by Cheng Shuo.

A heat wave accompanied by a sound poured in through the narrow opening. Liu Shishi immediately stopped his movements and put on a professional fake smile.

Originally she didn't have to be present at the autograph session, but she still took on the title of the heroine of the MV.

This is just an excuse. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Sugar Man’s publicity resources are really limited.

In addition, Cai Yinong raised Liu Shishi as a daughter, so whenever there was a scene where her face was shown, she had to be involved. Otherwise, why didn't Guo Xiaoting, who is also the heroine of the MV, not come?

"Watch your step."

Hearing Cheng Shuo's reminder, Liu Shishi happily stretched out his hand and touched Cheng Shuo before getting out of the car.

Facing the crowd, the three of them walked to the stage that had been set up in advance.

Sugar Man has spent some money on its promotion this time. Not only has the location been chosen well, it is close to several schools, and even the layout of the site is very neat.

Many reporters heard the news and looked forward to getting a good position.

But the enthusiasm of these students was really unstoppable. When Cheng Shuo looked around, a youthful and beautiful image came into view.

The decision to cooperate with Hu Ge was really the right one. Without him, offline promotion would never have been so enthusiastic.

The fragrance of wine is also afraid of the deep alley. Tao Ji's "Black Willow" is of excellent quality and has also been lost in publicity.

If it weren’t for Hu Ge’s presence, the pre-sale results of this album would definitely be greatly reduced.

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After all, it is adjacent to the main battlefield of Sugar Man, so the scale of this battle is huge.

In addition to book signings, there are also interviews and performances.

The three people on the stage smiled a little stiffly, but still answered the questions happily.

"Excuse me, Cheng Shuo, what was your motivation for writing these songs?"

The question fell on Cheng Shuo. He raised the microphone and said simply: "I want fire."

You could hear the casualness in his words, and everyone laughed.

"Among the songs that have been released before, there are many such works as "Fireworks Easily Cold". May I ask what experiences and background inspired you to create such a song?"

This question is a little bit more acute. After all, everyone knows that Cheng Shuo is still young and has no commendable background.

If you fail to answer the question correctly, you will definitely be labeled as suspected of plagiarism.

His eyes fell on the questioner. He had applied hair gel and looked meticulously styled. He was much more mature than the casually dressed students around him.

"First of all, I think creation and experience are complementary to each other, but they are not absolute."

Cheng Shuo had a relaxed look on his face, and he had obviously already thought about this answer: "I prefer a poem called "Poplar Tree". This poem has only one sentence: I lost an arm, so I opened it

one eye."

He spoke slowly, with more of a sense of frustration when reading aloud.

This slow tone gave everyone enough time to think.

The trunk of the poplar tree is thick and the branches are as hard as a human arm. When the "arm" is broken, the scar exposed is like an open eye.

Although it is only a short sentence, it describes the open-mindedness of turning pain into motivation from the verve, and it also conforms to the poetic meaning from the image, giving people a feeling of sudden enlightenment.

Seeing that everyone in the audience had already understood the meaning, Cheng Shuo said slowly: "This was created when Gu Cheng was eight years old."

"Eight years old?"

"What the hell is this eight years old?"

"Gu Cheng is indeed a genius."

Cheng Shuo smiled and said, "You don't believe it, and I don't believe it either, but it's the truth. When he was eight years old, Gu Cheng didn't encounter any major changes in his life, nor did he have such a painful experience, but he was able to write such a poem."

Cheng Shuo had already thought of a way out when he decided to write a song. His speech just now was able to dispel many people's concerns, but he still did not stop.

"Nowadays, many people praise suffering and say how can we gain new understanding of life without experiencing difficulties. I feel that river clams will not be grateful for pearls, and whales despise ambergris. This kind of understanding is subtle, and there is a seed in the heart, and

Everything in your daily life confirms each other, and then you just have to wait for it to come to fruition.

This is my creative background.”

Cheng Shuo stretched out his hands, grabbed the microphone, silently put it in front of him, narrowed his eyes slightly, and waited for the applause.

"Bah bang bang bang." The applause came as promised.

This statement may conflict with the values ​​​​of everyone in the audience, but it is undeniable that what he said is very beautiful.

Hu Ge also applauded. Not only did he believe in Cheng Shuo's talent from beginning to end, but after hearing what he just said, he no longer had any worries in his heart.

This forced him to pretend to be round.

Seeing Liu Shishi's eyes starting to tighten again, Hu Ge had no choice but to smile bitterly and secretly sighed that it was good to be educated.

There is no subject in flirting with a girl, it depends entirely on the other person's own feelings.

The question-and-answer session came to an end, and Cheng Shuo and Hu Ge sang songs from the album again.

The sound effect was not very good, but it could not withstand the enthusiasm of the audience. The chorus overwhelmed the voices of the two people.

Liu Shishi was not idle either and went on stage to dance with the two of them.

This really pokes at her roots. If she is a primary school student in terms of performance, there is really no fault to be found in her dancing.

After singing five or six songs in a row, the two finally stopped.

I changed into lighter clothes and started the formal autograph signing event.