My travels can open treasure chests

Chapter 226 Can You Sing A Song

so many people!
It doesn't feel like sitting in the bookstore all the time, after all, how many people can be accommodated in the bookstore.

Walking out now and seeing more people than in the morning, jumping together, cheering your name together, the sound is deafening but not noisy, this feeling is really... refreshing.

No wonder more and more people want to be stars.

In the thousands of years of history in the world, how many people can see such a crazy scene?

Perhaps only a victorious general can see thousands of soldiers shouting his name with such crazy and adoring eyes?
"Sing a song?"

"Can you sing a song!!"

The voices gradually merged into one stream.

Han Qi said to the people following him, "Is there a microphone?"

"I'll bring it to you right away."

The young man ran away quickly, and quickly brought up the microphone. Han Qi held it, looked at the crowd downstairs and said:
"Thank you, really. No words can express how I feel right now. If possible, I would like to sit upstairs and sign all the time, even tomorrow. We all always have to part, because there is no sun that never sets, and no constant weather. I am very happy to see you here, you are cute, handsome, and lively, thank you very much."

Han Qi bowed.

The fans who came here taught him a lesson. Without today's signing, Han Qi would never know that there are so many people supporting him.

The attention seen on the Internet is only virtual. Even if there are tens of millions, what about hundreds of millions?

It's not just a string of data.

Only in this way, hold a concert, hold a book signing, can you find so many lovely people who are willing to pay attention to you.

Han Qi knew that this was also related to his reluctance to be on the show. Many people who came today responded that Han Qi should be on more shows and on camera, so that they would have more channels to see themselves, unlike now, only I can wait for the travel videos that Han Qi sends out from time to time.

"I will post a Weibo later, and post a photo of yourself and the book in the topic. I will draw 1 people to give some small gifts, randomly."

Wang Zheng glanced at Han Qi.

And so capricious, what gift?It was never discussed before.

"You can also sing, but it's really late, you promise me, when I finish singing, everyone will slowly leave the mall and go home, how about it?"

"it is good!"

"Anything is fine as long as you sing!!"

"Please sign!! I have a book!! I can't get in!!!"

All kinds of shouts filled the huge building.

After Han Qi asked, he waited for 2 minutes, and music appeared on the speakers.

The noisy shopping mall is also quiet.

In the prelude, Han Qi said: "This is a song I wrote to my grandparents. They passed away. It's a pity that they worked hard all their lives, but they couldn't wait for the day when their grandson will be successful. I always think about what I will do in the future." how to live..."

"Sunrise and sunset, depths and depths, a small square table with meat and vegetables. A figure calmly busy, a pair of hands warming the time..."

The sound is still good.

Even if you buy an ordinary speaker in modern society, you can still match the sound quality of the first-line speakers a few years ago.

It also made many people who have never heard of the concert feel the immersion and shock brought by live music.

Silence.

Tens of thousands of people don't even have a single cough. When people devote themselves to one thing, they forget even their physiological reactions.Sometimes you will find that when you read a book or do something, a few hours pass in the blink of an eye. This is the principle.

Listening to Han Qi singing is such a kind of thing that makes people forget everything.

Especially the scene of listening, with the blessing of sound.

It’s not without reason that Han Qi’s vinyl records can fetch more than 2 copies in the second-hand market.

The song made many people think of their own family.

At least half of the people in the audience shed tears when Han Qi sang this song, so it was inevitable that they were a little dull when Han Qi just finished singing this song.When they came to their senses, Han Qi had already left through the back door.

Xu Lei held Han Qi's hand while Wang Zheng drove.

"How many copies do you think sold?" Wang Zheng asked.

"Fifteen thousand?"

Because the [-] copies upstairs are all sold out, and there are still many people who bought books from the first floor to sign, plus some people who bought and left without queuing, then [-] should be a relatively reliable number. Anyway, probably.

"[-]!" Wang Zheng said excitedly, "[-] copies are sold out, do you think the people who bought the books didn't want to come up and sign? If we hadn't blocked the stairs in the afternoon, they would have crushed the corridor on the fifth floor." Lose."

Han Qi rarely participates in variety shows, and fans have a strong desire to see him in person.

If the fans were allowed to go up to the fifth floor, it wouldn't be surprising if there were more people crowded downstairs.

"What about other bookstores?"

"There is no statistics yet. I asked the publisher just now. It is estimated that the appearance in the early morning will give us feedback."

He was the first group of people to read the book, and handed it over to Wang Zheng as soon as Han Qi finished writing it. He knew how well Han Qi's travel notes were written.It's not that the writing style is so beautiful, but rather a relatively simple one, but inexplicably, it has a strong sense of picture, which can bring people into the scenery in the travel notes.

This is what distinguishes Han Qi's travel notes from those of others.

In other words, it can also be called a strong personal style.

Han Qi thinks this should be due to his literary talent. Although his own writing style is still a little immature, no matter what, there must be a newcomer period, a mature period, and such a process. After all, he did not get the profession of a writer. You can't jump in the middle.

On the Internet, a video of Han Qi singing while standing on the fifth floor of the shopping mall went viral.

Han Qi also remembered what he said just now, and posted a Weibo.

#我的旅行# With the help of countless fans, the popularity has risen extremely fast. In half an hour, tens of thousands of people participated in Han Qi's activities and posted a group photo of himself and his travel notes.

The number of participants continued to increase over time.

Han Qi is also preparing gifts for fans at home.

This was indeed an idea that hit his head, and he hadn't considered it at all before.After all, he didn't know that there would be so many people coming. Before, he even thought about what he would do if no one came to the signing, and he was a little flustered.

"Send a signed book? No, I'm too tired."

Today, I hurriedly signed more than 1 copies in one day. If no one urged me, Han Qi felt that I would have to sign another [-] copies for a week.

He asked in the work group, and Xu Lei made a suggestion.

"How about a doll?"

Due to copyright reasons, none of Han Qi's images have been stolen, and there are no products about Han Qi on the market.

"can."

Xu Lei knows how to do this. He knows a friend who owns a toy store.

Going to record a few actions tomorrow, 1 dolls can be produced in a few days.

At two o'clock in the morning, Han Qi had already fallen asleep.

Wang Zheng suddenly posted several exclamation points in the group.

"The result came out!!!"

"19, most of the bookstores are sold out, and the news of restocking has suppressed hundreds of pieces in the publishing house, haha, genius, Han Qi, you are a genius!!!"

"??"

"What about people?"

(End of this chapter)