I’m Really a Superstar

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Two days later.

Xidan, Book Building.

In front of a long table, Zhang Ye was sitting there holding a pen and smiling. He was surrounded by staff from the publishing house and the library building, some selling books and others maintaining order. The banner was hung very conspicuously, and the book signing of Zhang Ye's new book "Collected Works of Zhang Ye" opened with great enthusiasm. Of course, "hot" is an adjective and it was also marked by the slogan. In fact, the number of people was not that large, but it was still quite a lot.

"Teacher Zhang"

"Sign your name for me"

"Let's take a photo together"

"Ah, I can see a real person today"

"Yeah, it looks better than on TV."

"Teacher Zhang, I am your die-hard fan."

"Don't crowd, don't crowd, I was here first, I want my signature first"

This event was organized by his publishing house in the Book Building. This morning, as long as they purchased the Collected Works of Zhang Ye, Zhang Ye would line up and sign autographs for them. The guy immediately became busy, "Thank you, thank you for your support." ." Zhang Ye was also very excited to be in such close contact with fans for the first time. Once upon a time, he could only watch others signing autographs from a distance and watch other celebrities being surrounded in public. Now Zhang Ye is also waiting When this opportunity came, he finally managed to get into a position where he could sit and sign autographs. He couldn't help but feel a little sad. Everything seemed like a dream.

"Teacher Zhang, please sign the clothes for me." A young man dressed as an otaku seems to like Zhang Ye very much. He even wears a gown with one of Zhang Ye's poems printed on it - If you never leave me, I will live or die. depend on each other. This is the slogan of Zhang Ye's fan group, and it seems that he is one of them.

Zhang Ye didn't say anything. He was grateful to these fans who had always supported him. He changed his watercolor pen and signed the young man's back.

Later, many fans made all kinds of strange requests.

There is a lot in hand.

There is a sign around the neck.

Someone actually asked Zhang Ye to sign it on his chest and clothes.

It was a woman in her twenties who had an average appearance but a very hot figure. She probably came with her friends. There were several girls around who were laughing and joking. They saw the woman with an excellent figure facing Zhang Ye. He blinked, then pointed to his chest.

Zhang Ye almost spurted blood

Big, too big

The busty girl came over and pointed to her chest, "Teacher Zhang, please sign here."

The people at the publishing house didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but they have held too many such events, and have encountered this situation many times. It is not surprising, there are all kinds of fans.

Zhang Ye didn't hesitate, picked up the watercolor pen and stood up, but of course he didn't have the nerve to actually sign on her chest, just on the collarbone. This guy was still very careful about the impact. After all, so many people were watching, but Rao That's right, I still made a mistake. The female fan's chest was so big that it was difficult to control the distance. When he finished writing the word "Ye", the vertical stroke was pulled down. Zhang Ye's pen flicked, and the vertical stroke was drawn down. Then it touched the huge breasts of the female fan, and with a gasp, the pen tip obviously sunk into a fleshy area.

"Thank you." The female fan was very happy, dragging her clothes to show off to her girlfriends.

noon.

The book signing is over.

Zhang Ye drove back to his parents' house. He felt like he was covered in sweat. This morning, it was like a war. He was exhausted. But the only good thing was that the sales of the books seemed to be pretty good, and he was worthy of the money the publisher gave him. That buyout price, and today I also saw so many of my passionate fans, not on the Internet, but chatting face to face. This feels good.

Arrive home.

He took a shower first and then took care of eating.

The mother came out with the food and said, "Eat, eat, my son is hungry. Their publishing house is also serious. You have been busy for so long and you still don't care about food?"

Zhang Ye grabbed a steamed bun and gnawed on it, "They are also busy. They probably won't be able to go back until the afternoon."

"Look at the way you eat." My mother smiled and said, "They are all big stars and they can hold autograph sessions. You should pay attention to your image. You must have the magnanimity and demeanor of a star. Do you understand?"

Dad said: "You are a celebrity, how can you pretend to be foreign when you get home?"

His mother gave him a roll of her eyes and said, "You know nothing. Celebrities are all just pretending."

The father educated his son: "Don't listen to her, and don't be dazzled by fame and fortune. You should be whatever you are, and don't stick your tail up."

"Dad, I understand." Of course Zhang Ye understood.

The mother curled her lips, ignored her husband, sat down and picked up some food for her son, "Eat more."

Dong Dong Dong, someone knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" Mom went over to open the door.

It turned out to be the neighbor Aunt Liu. She smiled and said, "My wife said that she saw your Xiao Ye coming back when we were walking just now. Oh, where is Xiao Ye eating?"

Zhang Ye put down his chopsticks and said, "Aunt Liu."

"He just came back. There is a book signing in the morning." Mom said proudly.

Aunt Liu chuckled and said, "That's what I'm doing. You all know that my wife likes to write. He especially likes Xiao Ye's poems. He was too embarrassed to come over, so I asked, do you still have the collection?" "

"Yes, there are plenty." The mother said for her son.

Aunt Liu said: "That's great. By the way, Xiaoye has to sign it for us. This book must be collected."

Of course Zhang Ye didn't say anything and didn't eat either. He went over and took a copy of "Collected Works of Zhang Ye" from his bag, signed it, sent Aunt Liu away, and then went back to eat.

My mother was very proud, "Look at my son, how upbeat he is."

Dad turned on the TV and said, "That's because I have taught you well. If my children learn from you, I don't know what they will be like."

"Hey, you're almost here. What have you taught me? Haven't I taken care of all the children's studies from childhood to adulthood?" The mother made a sound and said to Zhang Ye: "Son, how many books do you still have? Huh? I will leave them all for my mother later and sign them all. The neighbors will probably come over these days. I will definitely give them a few copies. I will also give some to my colleagues. Give me as many as you have. Don’t hide it.”

"I know." Zhang Ye was full.

Today's autograph session gave Zhang Ye a taste of the sweetness of being a star, and he was convinced that he wanted to be the best in the world. l The ideal of becoming a star has become more determined. Zhang Ye's Collected Works are selling like hotcakes, and all the movies of "Martial Arts" have been completed and are being promoted. There are Zhang Ye's costumed characters in the corners of the posters in several promotional pictures, and the cast and crew are listed. His name is also listed on the Internet, and coupled with the popularity of the video "Xiao Qingshan Lun Zen", his exposure rate has increased repeatedly in the past few days, and his popularity, which had been declining in the past few days, has finally stabilized.

But just being stable is not enough.

Zhang Ye didn't want to stand still. He had to find some tricks to make his popularity last longer and continue to increase. This was urgent.