I want to create ten types of civilization

Chapter 258 A Signature Worth 50 Yuan
Juxia City.

City Square…

"Oh, I really don't know what's so interesting. A group of people are surrounded here, and the people's police are required to maintain order." A male policeman complained against the police car.

The male policeman was also in uniform, and the good-looking female policeman snorted proudly when she heard this, "You say you are a people's policeman, of course you have to serve the people."

"Maintaining order is a matter of security."

"Then you go and talk to the chief, and if you think these people are free, you can drive them away." The female policeman seemed to be indifferent, but she stretched her fair neck and looked into the crowd. sigh in my heart...

It's a pity that it's working hours and I'm still wearing this uniform, otherwise I'd have to rush to the front to have a look...my Lord Xuan.

Seeing the crowd of people, the male policeman shrank his neck and fell silent. Although he couldn't understand that these people came here to watch the performance in the sweltering heat, he had heard about the strength of the fans of this song and dance troupe.

The last person who overestimated his abilities is still recuperating at home.

At this time, the crowd suddenly burst into loud cheers.

"September! September! September!"

From noisy to neat, the shouts resounded through the center of the Juxia. Many passing vehicles were parked on the side of the road, stopping to watch, not to mention those pedestrians who didn't know why.

The little policewoman blushed and shouted along with the crowd.

Seeing this, the male policeman looked helpless and went crazy again.

A dynamic and somewhat magical sound of music sounded, and the scene became quiet, only to see the music disappear.

However, no one showed dissatisfaction. Instead, they all raised their hands in tacit understanding and waved the light sticks in their hands rhythmically. Those who did not have light sticks also turned on the lights of their mobile phones and swayed along with them.

The music sounded again, and the male policeman was dumbfounded by this scene. What kind of band is so hung up, and the fans won't even sing if they don't cooperate?
But these fans still dote on them.

"You ask me what I want,
Wear the coolest color...oh...no~
A life at a slower pace.

You ask me what I want,
listen to my favorite song,
Walk through your own happiness..."

The magnetic and free and easy, pure and comfortable singing voice gradually fell, and a soft and pleasant voice that was in great contrast suddenly joined.

"Painting a picture of time is like waking up from a dream,

Hum a nursery rhyme to inspire time..."

The lingering sound is lingering, carrying a few strands of ancient rhyme and refinement. It has both classical rhythm and modern refinement. It perfectly blends the two together, and everyone is fascinated by it.

The song gradually stopped, and shocking cheers sounded.

"Master Xuan, I love you like a mouse loves rice!"

"Oh~ Junjun, we will always support you!"

"Doudou, we love you too..."

"The seven-color water show is the best."

"September! September!"

Fans cheered their idol's name one after another, and the atmosphere at the scene reached a climax.

"This...god, I was dumbfounded by whatever they were singing." The male policeman looked horrified, stretched his neck and looked at the stage a hundred meters away.

On the stage, there are nine women and one man. The women are all outstanding in appearance. They can be called the beauty of the country. All of them are goddess-level. The refinement of this green leaf.

But what made people scream even more was his previous singing.

male?female?
He, a man, actually sang a female voice!At one point, the fans at the scene screamed.

"Wow, I didn't expect that Mr. Xuan could sing such a voice. It's really amazing." The little policewoman said with an obsessed look on her face, like a little fangirl.

on the stage…

Xuan Mo glanced at Zhaojun angrily, and the latter stuck out his tongue and smiled, making Xuan Mo helpless.

Originally, I wanted this song to be sung by Zhaojun Quan, but in order to attract the audience, I had to make a big deal, and asking him to sing was mainly part of the opera.

Male singing female voices did attract the audience's attention more, in order to gain popularity, so...Xuan Mo compromised, for the sake of the mission.

However, this method of attracting fans can only be used once, and if you use it too much, the fans' eyes may be on him, but all he does is to make Zhaojun the number one singer in the world.

After completing his mission, Xuan Mo retreated behind the scenes and gave the stage to Zhaojun and Nine Women.

"Ugly people live a long time, handsome people grow old quickly~
I'd rather be ugly, positive and cute. "

The joyful atmosphere was set off on the stage, Xuan Mo chuckled lightly, and hummed along. These songs were all collected by him in another plane, which is not available in this world.

I have tested the waters for several songs, and the results are good, otherwise I would not have such a huge number of fans now.

"Xuan...Master Xuan, you, can you sign for me." A slightly apprehensive, yet cautious voice sounded from behind.

"Huh?" The humming stopped, Xuan Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, didn't he tell Xu Li not to let these staff members do their duty, why...

Turning around, he was a little stunned when he saw the cautious girl in front of him, Xuan Mo.

The girl was wearing a ten-yuan white shirt at a roadside stall on the mountain, washed white jeans, and a pair of cheap sneakers. However, the girl looked pretty, but she looked a little cute and naive. , but it was a neat braid.

Xuan Mo took the notebook and pen from the girl, signed his name, and said, "Aren't you a staff member here?"

The girl who saw the cuteness of Xuan Mo's signature showed a hint of joy, but when she heard Xuan Mo's subsequent words, she suddenly became panicked again.

"me…"

"Don't worry, I didn't say I'm going to throw you out, but I'm really curious how you got in?"

The girl was relieved when Xuan Mo said that she would not be kicked out, and then she said sheepishly: "I, I have been helping here all afternoon, and they all thought that I was here to work too, so when I finished the work, I..."

Xuan Mo's mouth twitched, this is also a talent, he got into their ranks in advance.

"Just for this signature?" Xuan Mo highlighted the name on the notebook.

"Uh-huh."

"Are you my fan?"

"This...well." The girl looked a little embarrassed.

"Forget it, it's..." Xuan Mo's mouth twitched, "Then what do you want my autograph for?"

"My colleague said that if I can get your signature, she will buy it for 50 yuan," the girl said.

You are so honest.

Perhaps because she noticed something wrong with Xuan Mo's expression, the girl hurriedly said, "Why don't I... I'll give you 25 points, please don't get angry, okay?"

The girl seemed to have made a lot of determination, as if 25 yuan was already a huge sum of money for her.

In fact, it seems to be about the same. Looking at the clothes on her body, you can tell that the total sum may not exceed 25, and [-] is indeed a lot.

(End of this chapter)