Thousands of Heartbeats

Immediately afterwards, the advertising screen played in a loop again from the beginning.

Yan Qiuzhi's eyes were full of that line of words, all of the pictures he had just seen.

The fans' comments on the ear side are endless.

"Oh my god, is this made by a fan?"

"I do not know?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

"Ah ah ah ah ah, I think so too!!!"

Yan Qiuzhi regained her senses abruptly. She looked at the excited fans behind her and tried to suppress her emotions: "It's time for boarding. Please go back and be safe."

She took a deep breath and smiled and said, "I'll go now, see you next time."

After that, Yan Qiuzhi and Zhuzhu ran away before the fans responded.

After entering the VIP lounge inside and waiting, Yan Qiuzhi's throbbing heart didn't seem to stop.

Even beating faster.

She took a deep breath, trying to suppress the emotion that was about to break through her chest, but it seemed very weak.

She can't do it.

In the VIP lounge, except for Yan Qiuzhi, everyone else also saw the scene just now.

Many people looked at Yan Qiuzhi and talked a lot, with envy in their eyes.

Zhuzhu even whispered in Yan Qiuzhi's ear: "My God, is that sister Yan Yan made by a fan?"

She muttered: "This fan is too rich."

Yan Qiuzhi didn't speak.

At this moment, in her mind, all those scenes just now played in a loop before her eyes.

And... that piece of information.

Although she only glanced indifferently to blacken the person, but that sentence was deeply engraved in her mind.

Look at the airport advertising screen.

No matter how sluggish her reaction is, she knows who is putting up such an advertising screen.

There was an answer in his heart, but Yan Qiuzhi couldn't believe it. Chen Lunan didn't seem to be someone who could do such things.

Just thinking about it, Zhuzhu exclaimed, "God, sister Yan Yan, your magazine preview has come out."

Yan Qiuzhi looked down and saw a Weibo sent by a certain magazine, which set an official pre-sale at 13:14 on this day.

The official blog of the magazine first posted a few teaser photos. Once the photos came out, the fans went crazy.

That's amazing! !

This time, Yan Qiuzhi still takes the **** route, but it seems to have a little more indescribable charm than the previous ones. The smile on her eyebrows is just as impressive.

Every move, every smile is the direction of the heart.

It is not an exaggeration to describe her with amorous feelings.

As soon as the photo preview came out, fans and even many passersby enthusiastically forwarded it.

They all expressed their desire to grab.

This is the comfort for many people to have a lonely Valentine's Day! It's worth having Yan Qiuzhi with such a big beauty.

Yan Qiuzhi picked up his mobile phone and clicked on Weibo, directly forwarding the promotion.

After posting, the comments from fans grew rapidly and they praised her.

At the same time, the advertising screens at the airport have also followed the hot search.

Netizens are extremely curious about who put the advertising screen on it and why Yan Qiuzhi fans are so rich.

Even with other fans, they are envious.

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, i am sour I'm really sour to give this kind of gift on Valentine's Day. 】

[At this moment I am a lemon essence. 】

[Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. 】

[This must be something true fans do. 】

[Uuuuuu As a fan of another family, I suddenly envy Yan Qiuzhi. 】

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, i am going to indulge in the beauty of my sister's prosperity Happy Valentine's Day, sister. 】

[Gosh! Is giving such a big gift just to wish my sister a happy Valentine's Day? I really cried with envy. 】

...

Yan Qiuzhi brushed fan comments with an unspeakable emotion.

She didn't know how to express it, but it was undeniable that at the moment she saw it, she seemed to be moved again.

At ten o'clock, Yan Qiuzhi's plane took off, and she turned off her phone.

This time, the shooting location was remote. In a beautiful place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, the script reading was also in a nearby hotel, which was convenient for them to enter the play faster.

The plane had to fly for more than four hours, and Yan Qiuzhi would miss the magazine pre-sale perfectly.

Although it is a pity, it is not very sad.

Shao Yue and she were on the same flight, but because of something like that last night, the two only nodded and said hello.

Yan Qiuzhi went to bed as soon as he got on the plane, temporarily suppressing his excitement.

Calm and calm, it's just an advertising screencast. What's so exciting? It's not that you haven't been given such a gift by fans.

She really does.

But not at the airport, but in that kind of building after building. Yan Qiuzhi was so excited that he didn't fall asleep all night.

I was really touched.

When Yan Qiuzhi cut off the signal on the plane, a certain Valentine's Day tacky time came and the magazines were pre-sold.

Fans are scrambling to grab one, two or even dozens of hundreds of books... and thousands of them.

Few female celebrities’ magazines can be sold in seconds, and even sales have surpassed the sales of a popular male celebrity some time ago.

After half an hour, sales exceeded 8 million.

Finally, the total sales exceeded 13.14 million, making the pre-sale for Valentine's Day a perfect end.

She is also the first female artist in China whose magazine sales have exceeded 10 million, and even many top-notch women have no such ability.

Just after Yan Qiuzhi got off the plane and adjusted the phone from the flight mode to normal, the phone kept vibrating.

While waiting for the baggage, she clicked and looked at it, all with congratulations.

Yan Qiuzhi looked at it, and after a few seconds, he quickly climbed onto Weibo.

Pre-sales of magazines have stopped, probably to cater to the theme, and magazine printing is planned to be printed so much.

The pre-sale book is to look at the sales effect. If it is good, the magazine will definitely be willing to do more, if not, they will reduce it appropriately, which will save relative costs.

As a result, Yan Qiuzhi made a direct breakthrough. Although fans may still buy it again, in order to celebrate and to make people feel that they are still in the mood, the leaders of the magazine unanimously decided to stop at this number.

Yan Qiuzhi looked at the words that had been sold out and couldn't believe it.

She never thought that one day her magazine would sell so fast, and even the sales would greatly exceed her expectations.

Zhuzhu naturally saw it too, and she was excited with her mobile phone beside her.

"Ah ah ah ah, sister Yan Yan, you are great."

Yan Qiuzhi blinked and looked at her: "Zhuzhu, pinch me."

"what?"

Yan Qiuzhi was ignorant: "I feel like I am dreaming."

"No."

Zhuzhu was very excited: "Sister Yan Yan, this is true."

She hugged Yan Qiuzhi and said, "You are great."

Yan Qiuzhi secretly picked herself with her nails, which hurt. She came back to her in a trance, really, really.

She did not dream.

After taking the luggage, the crew came to pick them up.

He even drove two cars over, probably to avoid the scandal between Yan Qiuzhi and Shao Yue.

After getting in the car, Yan Qiuzhi suppressed his excitement and bowed his head to reply to those who congratulated him.

After returning one by one, Yan Qiuzhi leaned against the car window and looked out the window.

Although Valentine's Day has to be spent by herself, she has received more surprises than she had in the past two decades. She was pleasantly surprised, but in addition to the excitement of the pleasant surprise, she was vaguely disturbed.

I was afraid that all this was just a flash in the pan, and soon disappeared again.

Yan Qiuzhi was thinking about it, and as he was thinking about it, Zhuzhu once again excitedly said: "Sister Yan Yan, I just saw someone on Weibo broke the news that you had this magazine pre-sale and one person bought more than 50,000 copies."

"..."

Yan Qiuzhi turned to look at her: "Really?"

"Really, what the whistleblower said is true."

Yan Qiuzhi: "...Does this fan have a mine at home?"

"There is one more to buy."

Yan Qiuzhi's eyelids twitched and asked, "How much?"

"It seems to be hundreds of thousands."

"..."

Yan Qiuzhi opened his mouth and asked in disbelief, "Do all my fans have mines at home?"

Zhuzhu shook his head dumbfounded.

There are fans who have bought thousands of copies, which is normal, but tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of copies...really few.

There is no place to store so many homes, unless it is piled up in another basement, maybe it is possible.

The two looked at each other silently, and Yan Qiuzhi thought for a while and said: "Forget it, let Meng Sister hold a lottery later, I feel like the fans are going bankrupt."

Zhuzhu: "...good."

Yan Qiuzhi called sister Meng. In addition to congratulating her for breaking the record, Meng also asked Yan Qiuzhi a little bit.

"Today Valentine's Day, you are alone anyway, do you want to give your fans some benefits?"

Yan Qiuzhi: "What benefits?"

Sister Meng said: "The sales of the magazine have broken records, so I always have to give you some sweetness. You don't seem to have live broadcasts. Would you like to live with you to celebrate Valentine's Day tonight."

Yan Qiuzhi: "...I still want to live it by myself."

"What can you do by yourself? You are not alone."

Zhuzhu was listening, but she wanted to answer.

Her sister Yan Yan is not alone, she also hides a man in her home! ! !

Thinking of the scene in the elevator in the morning, Zhuzhu looked at Yan Qiuzhi's eyes shining brightly.

She silently shouted: Sister Yan Yan.

Yan Qiu squinted her eyes and coughed: "Okay, but I'm worried that my fans will be there for Valentine's Day."

Sister Meng said directly: "It's going to be night for Valentine's Day. You broadcast it at 7 or 8 o'clock. Everyone shouldn't get their sheets."

Yan Qiuzhi: "..."

Speechless, unable to refuse.

After hanging up the phone, Meng asked the person in charge of the studio to post a Weibo directly, saying that Yan Qiuzhi would live tonight with everyone on Valentine's Day.

As soon as this Weibo came out, Yan Qiuzhi couldn't read it.

After arriving at the hotel, Yan Qiuzhi and others checked in and went up.

"I will take a break and call me again at night."

Just arrived today, let's take a day off, and officially start work tomorrow.

Zhuzhu nodded and agreed: "Okay."

She thought for a while and couldn't help asking: "Sister Yan Yan, can you talk about you and my idol?"

Yan Qiuzhi just wanted to say no, when the doorbell rang.

The two looked at each other, Zhuzhu quickly jumped over and opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, a little brother stood at the door holding a bunch of flowers: "Hello, who is Miss Yan Qiuzhi?"

Yan Qiu was taken aback and walked over.

"I'm."

The little brother smiled at her and said in a low voice, "This is a flower for you, please check it."

Yan Qiu stared at the red rose flower in front of him in a daze. After a long time, he bowed his head and signed, and took the flower in.

It is her familiar taste.

When Yan Qiuzhi was a child, the yard was full of rose flowers. In the blooming season, rose vines climbed up the wall quietly, poked his head out, and then bloomed.

People passing by couldn't help but turn their heads and stop their eyes here.

She doesn't like roses. Relatively speaking, she loves roses more.

That is the memory of her childhood.

Yan Qiuzhi held the flower and closed the door. As soon as the door closed, Zhuzhu couldn't help but ask: "Sister Yan Yan...Is it my idol's gift?"

She swallowed, and asked in disbelief, "Really?"

To be honest, Yan Qiuzhi is not sure.

She looked down and saw the card in the flower.

In front of Zhuzhu, Yan Qiuzhi opened.

――Sorry, I couldn't hold back in the elevator, this is a gift of apology.

After Zhuzhu finished reading, he fainted.

"Ah, ah, ah, sister Yan Yan!! Is Teacher Chen so good at it? Are you in love?"

Yan Qiuzhi looked at the card in his hand, glanced at her and said, "I want to apologize when you are in love and kissing?"

Zhuzhu instantly stuck.

She stared at Yan Qiuzhi: "Then...what does this... mean?"

Yan Qiuzhi snorted coldly: "This is the meaning of your idol not being a man."

Zhuzhu: "..."

Why can't she understand?

Yan Qiuzhi ignored Zhuzhu's problem and drove people out.

As soon as the person left, her mobile phone vibrated, probably because of a text message sent to her by Chen Lunan when WeChat found that it was blocked.

Chen Lunan: [Have you received the flowers? 】

Yan Qiuzhi: [asked knowingly. 】

Chen Lunan: [Still angry? 】

Yan Qiuzhi didn't know what he was thinking at the moment, and directly replied: [Ms. Chen apologized, but he didn't see any sincerity. 】

After sending it out, Yan Qiuzhi charged the phone, removed her makeup and rested.

She was a little tired, and her eyes couldn't hold her.

Yan Qiuzhi fell asleep until the alarm clock rang.

At the eight o'clock live broadcast, she adjusted the alarm clock at seven.

As soon as the alarm clock rang, Yan Qiuzhi quickly got up, and sent Zhuzhu a message to ask her to come up. After finishing, Yan Qiuzhi got up to wash, entangled whether or not to put on makeup. Paste the mask.

Just painted, the doorbell rang.

Yan Qiuzhi thought of his advice to Zhuzhu, and went straight to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, Yan Qiuzhi turned around.

"Zhuzhu, you can help tidy up the pile of things behind me, where will it be better to broadcast it later."

Yan Qiuzhi asked in a low voice.

After asking, there was no response for a while.

She turned her head in surprise: "Zhuzhu, why don't you--" Halfway through the conversation, the rest of Yan Qiuzhi was stuck in her throat.

She stared at the man who appeared suddenly, suspecting that she had hallucinations.

The eyes of the two met, Chen Lunan was still wearing a windbreaker on his arm. Inside was a black shirt and black trousers. The whole person looked handsome and handsome. Although there was still a little tiredness on his face, it was still Handsome.

The temperament on him is completely impossible to ignore.

At this moment, people were standing at the door, watching her with heavy eyes.

Yan Qiuzhi opened his mouth and looked at him in shock: "...Why are you here?"

Chen Lunan paused slightly, then reached out and closed her door, and said in a low voice: "Yeah."

Yan Qiuzhi raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

Chen Lunan smiled low, looked at the mask on her face, leaned over to her ear and said, "I will come here to apologize in person, can I be forgiven?"

You said that I was not sincere enough to send flowers, then I came personally.