Stars of China Entertainment

It is difficult for a rich man to be a man without money. Cheng Shuo once again felt that the old saying was right.

If he had 1.8 million now, he would be able to create a path by smashing it, and he wouldn't be picking up these leftovers to compete with others.

It’s not like I was flying around randomly from left to right. I had to film "Sword Rain" and also take into account the promotion of "Listen to My Nonsense".

The offline road for the album has already arrived in Yanjing. As a key promotion area, Sugar Man has put cities such as Yanjing and Magic City behind.

Based on their considerations, they first used online publicity to create a warm atmosphere and promote offline sales.

Wait until the popularity is fermented, and then start signing sales in cities with high purchasing power, and at the same time create a scene where the album is selling like hot cakes.

In fact, it was just as Sugar Man's publicity expected, and the scene was buzzing with people, even worse than Jiang Ning's previous autograph signing.

If the early publicity mainly relied on Hu Ge's personal appeal, by now, Cheng Shuo's name has gradually become louder.

After getting off the nanny car, I waved my own light signs all around.

Perhaps influenced by Hu Ge's fans, they also separated the character "Shuo" in his name and divided it into two characters: "Huo Le".

It's a bit confusing, but at least it looks more pleasing to the eye than the word "Lele" on the light sign of another group of people in the audience.

Lele is a bit like a dog name, but Cheng Shuo was immediately relieved when he felt the enthusiasm of these fans. After all, it looks more like a person than words like Chen Zhixing.

As I walked into the narrow passage, the crowd around me kept groping for my body, and by accident, the button on my collar was ripped off.

He had no experience in being popular, so Hu Ge protected himself very well behind him, with his body hunched over and his assistant protecting him, and he was not injured at all.

Seeing Cheng Shuo's embarrassed look, Hu Ge immediately laughed and said, "I'll let you find an assistant. If this continues, you won't be able to let anyone pick you off."

"Forget it, I'm still doing well on my own, at least I can have some air ticket money left."

"You are short of money, how much?" Hu Ge frowned. He had also experienced a period of hard work at that time, so he naturally knew the embarrassment of having no money in his pocket.

Actors all need to put up appearances, and coupled with the abnormal aesthetics of the entertainment industry, a big brand can cover up beauty and ugliness.

"It's probably a shortfall of thirty to fifty million."

"Then just rest." Hu Ge insulted him angrily, "Why didn't you say three to five billion?"

"Because I estimate that you only have 30 to 50 million at most."

"Fuck you." Hu Ge laughed and cursed, following Cheng Shuo's steps to the stage.

The stage was a wooden hollow structure, and the two people stomped on the ground making a loud noise. This sound also slightly extinguished the cheers from the audience.

Looking at the endless crowd, Cheng Shuo thought about how busy he would be today.

Sugarman spared no effort in promoting this event. There were many people here, so of course we couldn’t take photos with everyone.

It's just that the two of them cooperate with the staff to draw lots, and the top ten drawn can take a group photo.

When the organizer said this news, the whole audience let out a sigh.

This sigh was very neat. Looking at the frustrated faces whispering among themselves, Hu Ge couldn't bear it and raised his eyebrows at Cheng Shuo beside him.

Cheng Shuo sighed and nodded immediately.

Hu Ge looked happy, called the staff to him, stood up and whispered a few words.

The staff member looked puzzled, confirmed again, and raised the microphone again, "Don't be disappointed, everyone. Due to time constraints, we don't have the opportunity to take individual photos, but we will take group photos in batches."

As soon as these words came out, the audience cheered. The staff took a breath and continued: "But the signing time is very long. Don't wait too late. We have seven promotional venues in Yanjing. If you can't make it today, you can wait.

Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, there will be a large-scale feedback event to commemorate the 100,000 pieces.

There are a lot of people here today, so don’t delay your own business by waiting in vain. Dear students and friends, please remember to go home after dark."

The staff member pressed down his hands and said, "Listen to me, everyone, now we are starting to draw lots. Please confirm the division and position numbers drawn under your feet, and do not exchange positions at will."

These words were of no use at all. As soon as his voice fell, the audience started whispering to each other.

"My lucky number is seventeen, can you change it with me?"

"I'll pay you five hundred yuan, and let's change places."

...

The staff was not surprised and allowed them to change for a while before placing the lottery box that resembled a double-colored ball in front of the stage.

The two walked to the edge of the stage, and Cheng Shuo made an invitation gesture.

Hu Ge didn't hesitate, he reached into the box, fumbled for a while, and then took out a small ball.

Shown is Area B.

There was a burst of cheers and cheers from the audience.

I drew it twice more, and the combination is No. 5, row 3, area B.

A little girl immediately waved her hand and covered her face with the other hand, looking excited and about to cry.

Cheng Shuo did the same thing, and the number he drew was No. 31, Row 5, Area C.

Cheng Shuo raised his eyebrows. This number was a coincidence. It happened to be his birthday. He was even a little curious whether the staff had done it secretly.

After sitting down again, the two girls walked onto the stage smartly.

Boy groups always have a higher proportion of female fans. Although Lao Hu is known as the star with the most male fans, there may still be only a small number of people who come to join in the fun.

There were chairs arranged in front of the stage, and the girl who came to sign autographs sat in front of Cheng Shuo.

Compared with the youthful and beautiful fans in front of Hu Ge, the fans selected by Cheng Shuo are more mature and steady, looking in their thirties with exquisite makeup.

Perhaps it was the first time she had come into close contact with a celebrity. She seemed a little excited. She rummaged through the bag on her shoulder and finally put them all on the table.

"Do I need to sign these?"

"Hahaha, no." The sister covered her mouth and laughed, "I thought I had no chance of being selected, but I didn't expect you guys to be so open and transparent."

Cheng Shuo couldn't help but laugh, and pointed to the microphone in front of her, indicating that her speech at this time had been carried throughout the square along the speakers.

My sister was stunned for a second, and when she looked back, she immediately looked even more embarrassed.

"It's because I didn't bring any gifts." She glanced at the little girl next to her who was showing Hu Ge a gift, feeling a little at a loss for a moment.

"It's okay, I don't really like receiving gifts." Cheng Shuo waved his hand. He didn't lie. He really didn't have a collecting habit, so he might as well just cash it out.

"That's right." Her eyes lit up, she rummaged through her bag again, and took out a short stick.

Cheng Shuo took a closer look, wasn't this Ultraman's Divine Light Stick?

"I gave this to my son, uh, that's not what I meant."

Following the amplification of the microphone, everyone in the audience was overjoyed.

Next to him, Hu Ge and his little fans also took a rest, and their eyes were fixed on this side, watching the excitement at leisure.

Cheng Shuo calmed down and said warmly: "It's okay, I know what you mean."

"Yes, I don't have a son as old as you."

"Sister, you are here to cause trouble, right?"

The girl was so embarrassed and angry by Cheng Shuo that she closed her eyes and said, "Just tell me whether you want it or not."

"Yes, why not?"

Cheng Shuo took the toy, held the handle, and with just a little force, dynamic music came out from it.

"This thing is quite sensitive. I like it very much. Thank you."

The sister didn't answer the question. Instead, she stared in confusion and said, "So you can laugh."

Cheng Shuo's face fell, "Thank you, I will."

Although he usually has a cold style, it doesn't convey the feeling of a robot.

"What's your little cutie's name?"

"Lele." Afraid that Cheng Shuo wouldn't believe it, she emphasized her tone: "Really, my dog's name is Lele."

"Hahaha." Hu Ge's laughter spread far away along the microphone and kept hitting the table.

Cheng Shuo played with the toy in his hand. Is this thing meant to amuse dogs? Bah!

Is it for dogs to play with? Bah!