How can I get confused with the top start

"Flying Bird Collection", "Great Puzzle", "I'm a Wayward Child", there are already three collections of poetry without knowing it, but it is still too early for Chu Zhi's goal.

The goal is still early, but the time is late.

On the eve of the opening of the second Orange Festival on September 9, smart friends already know.It was the night of the 7th, and the 15 places in the lottery were ready to be drawn. The age span of the lottery ranged from a 44-year-old third-year junior high school student to a [-]-year-old mother of two children.

Ling Zinan is the youngest selected Xiaoguo, and he will soon be in his first year of high school. Only adults can smoke in the first session, and minors can also smoke in the second session.

"Mom, I got it, don't worry, the mountain city is not far away, besides, brother Jiu will make arrangements for the whole process." Ling Zinan couldn't bear the chatter, and explained loudly.

"I remember you said, is there that escort mode? Call now to change to escort mode." Ling Ma said suddenly.

As soon as he said this, Ling Zinan became anxious, and he said: "It will start tomorrow. Is it possible to change it now and change it every day? The ticket information was sent to me five days ago."

"You are underage, traveling from KS to Shancheng by yourself, who can rest assured that it is so far away, call and talk about it." Ling Ma said.

"Before you said yourself, you don't have time to accompany me when you have to go to work." Ling Zinan said: "And if there is anything to worry about, someone will pick you up at the airport. Mom, just drive me to the airport."

"In case of any accident along the way, you are not the only one to participate in the event. There are always times when such a large-scale event cannot be attended to. If it is really impossible, I will buy the ticket myself." Ling's mother's worry is also logical.

She used to disagree with her children chasing stars, which would definitely affect their studies.

But I also saw positive feedback, such as being able to get up early every day to endorse, and then I got a good result in the high school entrance examination not long ago, so I agreed.

"Then you go, you buy the ticket yourself." Ling Zinan said this, he didn't want to bother others, or felt that this kind of change would be embarrassing in front of strangers, so he would rather let his mother spend more money.

Mama Ling didn't think there was anything wrong, she returned to her bedroom and said as she walked, "Then I'll buy the ticket."

If you stay for one night, you also need to pack some things.

"I won't tell you sooner." Ling Zinan muttered.

About four or five days ago, the reception staff of the Orange Festival specifically called to inquire. Because of the relationship between minors, one or two parents can choose to accompany them, and the expenses are also fully covered.

At that time, he refused, and then the reception staff asked him to add a WeChat, which was dedicated to the young lady who picked up the airport.

"I don't know what to worry about." Ling Zinan went to the kitchen refrigerator to get ice water, and then caught a glimpse of his father's small kettle.

Like a son, like a father, Ling Zinan loves to drink ice water, and his father also likes it, but he is very economical. He does not buy mineral water or drinks outside. He boils water at home, puts it in a kettle and then freezes it.

Ling Zinan suddenly realized that air tickets are not a small expense.

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet—still embarrassed to call, but sent a message to the reception lady.

Two emoji packs eased the atmosphere, and then we got down to business. I thought it would be difficult, because the flight to the mountain city was about to take off in more than ten hours. Adding someone now would be bullying an honest person?

Unexpectedly, the young lady in charge of the reception directly agreed, because the guardian's consent information had to be filled in before, so there was Ling Ma's information, which was very fast.

"That's it?" Ling Zinan was still a little dazed, and didn't come back to his senses until more than ten minutes later when the ticket information was sent from there.

He rushed to his mother's room in a hurry, Ling Zinan asked: "Mom, have you bought the plane ticket yet?"

"Not yet, buy it right away." Ling Ma replied.

Hearing this, Ling Zinan said: "You don't need to buy it, I told the staff, the air ticket has been bought over there."

Ling's mother's face brightened, it must be good to be able to save money, and said: "Then where will the party be held, I will open a room nearby."

"No need." Ling Zinan's tone was a little smug: "It's all opened over there."

"Huh?" Mama Ling's smile was condensed. If a star held a party for fans, it would be nothing more than food, lodging and air tickets. She has already proved to be a super star.

Also buy air tickets for accompanying parents?From Mama Ling's point of view, this star is the pinnacle of being a person and doing things... But the people in the same industry still cover it?Being dragged to look at the house is not treated like this!

In other words, Mama Ling felt the immediate sense of cheating.

"Zi Nan, is this event...regular?" Ling Ma asked after a while.

"Of course it's official, it's definitely official." Ling Zinan said: "You can directly call the mayor's hotline of the mountain city to check whether there is a record for this event, and the event organizer can also check."

Yes, you can inquire. Ling Ma reacted and dialed the 24-hour mayor's hotline in Shancheng. After a few minutes of queuing, she was connected.

The other end of the phone replied: "Ma'am, what you are asking is whether the celebrity Chu Zhi will hold a fan meeting in Shancheng on September [-]th, right?"

"That's right, that's what I'm asking." Ling Ma said.

The hotline replied affirmatively: "We found out for you that there was indeed an application for a [medium-sized fan meeting] at the Expo Center on Yuelai Avenue, YB District on September [-]th. , the main sponsor is Chu Zhi himself."

"In other words, there is such a thing." Ling Ma confirmed again.

"Yes ma'am."

Now Mama Ling is relieved, but she feels that this celebrity named Chu Zhi has been wronged... Ahem, good person, good person.

Without spending any money, Mother Ling smiled again.

The next day, Ling Zinan and Ling Ma took the plane from KS to the mountain city.

On the plane thousands of meters above the sky, the former's mood was also suspended. The anticipation must be looking forward to seeing the idol, but wouldn't it be too good to let the mother follow?

As for Ling's mother, she has never pursued stars in most of her life, this time she just wanted to ensure the safety of her child.

Three and a half hours later, they landed at Jiangbei Airport, and the Orange Festival began!

Chapter 363 Sickle and Generosity

Only when I arrived at the scene did I know that this Orange Festival allows underage fans to also draw a lottery, and 300 of the 53 people are under the age of eighteen.

Then there were fifty immature fruits who chose to be accompanied by their parents, and Ling Zinan was just an inconspicuous one among them.

"I'm relieved." Ling Zinan was worried that he would be ridiculed by other friends for chasing stars and taking his mother with him. After seeing everyone like this, it didn't matter.

I consciously lined up in four rows, because there were four ticket gates at the main entrance, and Ling Zinan was a latecomer, so I stood at the back.

"Mom, let's line up." Ling Zinan reminded in a low voice.

The team as a whole is like a straight line drawn with a brush, while Mama Ling is more like a drop of ink dripping next to it.

"Just line up." Mother Ling said.

"If you ask you to arrange it, then arrange it. Why do you ask so many questions?" Ling Zinan said in a low voice, his tone was a little impatient, he didn't know how to explain to his mother, this is the glory and persistence of Xiaoguo.

I am afraid that the other party will not understand, and I am also afraid that the other party will deny it. The summary is that I don’t know how to speak, so I know how to get angry.

"Oh..." Mama Ling took her seat. She was used to the child growing up and often getting impatient when he couldn't speak a few words.

Seeing this, Ling Zinan recalled that Brother Ninth didn't have a mother, so he couldn't hear this kind of nagging.

The song "Listen to Mom" ​​is the theme song written by Nine Brothers for the movie. Ling Zinan likes it very much, "Listen to Mom, don't let her get hurt. I want to grow up quickly so that I can protect her..." The lyrics in my head sounded.

"Look, there are reporters over there secretly filming. Our fans also want to look good on camera, so we have to line up." Ling Zinan explained.

"Oh? It's a reporter, so it really needs to be lined up." Ling's mother was still muttering, saying that if there is a reporter, then it should be lined up a long time ago.

The [-] fans present were on the outskirts of the exhibition center, half an hour before the ticket check, but they were all gearing up, their bodies were in place, but their hearts had already drifted in.

Ling Zinan noticed that there was someone holding a mobile phone in front of him, and it seemed to be broadcasting live?Of course, due to the distance, he couldn't hear what was said.

"Brother Chest, I waited for a long time and finally waited until today. I sacrificed my roommate not to find a boyfriend in the second half of the year, so I won the lottery."

"I may be the first broadcaster on Douyin to participate in the Orange Festival, and I don't know if I can shoot it."

TikTok's [-]th-line small anchor has only [-] followers on the entire network, and his ID is Maine Don't Eat Meat, and his face is a little baby fat, so he is called meat by unscrupulous fans.

"No. [-] on the Internet, live broadcast of the Orange Festival! ! "The title of the meaty live broadcast, you must know that Douyin also has a lot of small fruits, so the number of people in the live broadcast room is increasing.

Rourou is very happy. It won't take long for her to become a big internet celebrity and reach the pinnacle of her life. Oh, oh, other people only spend money chasing stars, but she can still make money chasing stars.

［Yes, yes, I remember that some sisters came too early for the Orange Festival last time, and it was a bit hot outside the ticket check, and this time there is an awning. ]

[Other celebrities have followed suit and held fan festivals, but Orange Festival is always a clean stream]

[Laughing to death, what was mentioned earlier was that of a certain Guowu?Haha leeks are charged [-] per person. ]

Looking at the barrage, Rourou hurriedly said, "Don't, don't, brothers, we won't discuss other stars today, just watch the Orange Festival."

The barrage was talking about the first half of this year, when the top star Zhou Guowu followed suit by holding a fan festival, and then it was revealed that he had to pay [-] yuan for accommodation and air tickets.

The fan festival is not free, it is also a matter between the star and the fans. It is agreed in advance that one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, but it is too much to suddenly charge money, so netizens named Zhou Guowu's fans "Ji Ling Queen ".

Things got serious, and Zhou Guowu’s studio issued a statement that I didn’t intend to collect money for the event plan, but because the organizers charged privately, it led to unnecessary misunderstandings. In order to make up for it, a set of peripherals will be given away. The name "Later" resounded all over the Internet.

The fleshy restraint has no effect, and what should be discussed in the barrage is still being discussed.

[I don't want you to see how other stars treat their fans, I really can't see the difference between Master Jiu. ]

[There is no killing without comparison. ]

[Hahaha look scared Rourou, you are also an old fruit, do you dare to rush to the orangery after the leeks?They dare not, don't be cowardly. ]

Forget the destruction, Rourou didn't persuade him any more, as the barrage said, no matter how fierce Zhou Guowu's fans were, he didn't dare to be tough with Xiaoguo, the base gap was too big.

A few 10 minutes passed in a flash, the staff were at their posts, and began to check tickets, and 350 people entered the factory in an orderly manner.

With the first experience, the second layout will be more handy. Entering the exhibition center, you can see a corridor with dense messages hanging on the left and right corridor walls - "I like it this year, and I will definitely like it ten years later", "I am so happy to take a photo with Master Jiu" , "Give me glory", "Once the sea was too difficult for water, Master Nine is worth chasing for a lifetime", Rourou noticed this design very keenly.

"Wow, look at this—" Rourou walked forward, and in front of the message wall was the [Treasured Memory] area, a large group photo, and dozens of event photos.

Everyone in the photo, without exception, Xiaoguo in the photo, was all smiling happily.

"This is the little friend who participated in the last Orange Festival." Rourou said: "In the photos, they had a good time. These photos are all hung here. I guess there will be group photos for each event. Brothers, this is me. It surprised me that."

The barrage is very explosive. There have always been only photos taken by fans and idols, or photos of idols. How can idols collect photos of fans? What kind of fairy is this?

Rourou also noticed a message: [I am the first little fruit, a staff member took the initiative to contact me a week after the event, and I can get photos of the event for free, so everyone who took a group photo came to participate in the event. ]

"Free photo? What is a celebrity? Zhou Liandao didn't take a good look at it?!" The very excited Rourou directly called the name.

"Brothers, think about it, the corridor is very long now, but if we hold a few more sessions, it will not be enough. I am really touched by this." Before the event started, Rourou felt that he had already been moved.

There are more than [-] people in the live broadcast room at the moment, and there are more than [-] real viewers, and the barrage is full of emotions.

Where is this, if fans know that Chu Zhi has collected more than [-] letters from fans and cardboards with blessings written on them, wouldn't it be a frying pan?

Chu Zhi doesn’t say that “the world is like a game of chess, one move and three calculations”, but she is also careful step by step, collecting souvenirs, bringing them out at concerts with excellent results, feeding sugar after abuse fans, are all basic tricks.

The layout of the hall is more refined, the ceiling is a pattern of stars, and the style I want to create is "the dome of the stars and the orange forest on the ground". Even the seats and sofas are orange, and the whole is orange.

Snacks include big white fudge, lime-flavored potato chips, crispy corners, wafer biscuits, etc., and drinks are piled up in the middle, like a hill in the middle of an orange grove.

There are 500 fans and [-] parents, but the chairs, sofas and stools in the huge venue can accommodate at least [-] people, so even those who are a bit socially afraid and want to sit alone can satisfy the small fruit.

"Mom, drink water." Ling Zinan brought a bottle of mineral water for her mother.

Just as Mama Ling was about to say how much these things cost, what if they were just for decoration and not edible, she was predicted by her son.

"Don't worry, Brother Jiu gave us these snacks, and they're all free." Ling Zinan's tone was ostentatious.

Probably the mood "Look at how good my idol is", he is not the only one who has this mood, and the little fruit that came with his mother has a similar mood of showing off.

The accompanying adults all had doubts similar to those of Ling Ma, "Is there such a star in the world?"

If it wasn't for personal experience, they in their 40s would not believe such a thing at all. For example, Qi's father came with his 17-year-old daughter, so he couldn't help but have a good impression of Chu Zhi at this moment.

Miao crispy horns, pickled peppers and chicken feet were stuffed into his mouth. Qi's father thought "this star is not bad", so he had a good time eating.

Eat as much as you want, the snacks that Chu Zhi arranges for each little fan is [-], and if you can't finish it, take it away.

"Tsk tsk, I don't know why, but I have a particularly strong appetite after eating the snacks bought by Master Jiu." Rourou held up a piece of seaweed, leaned in front of the camera of the phone, and said that the fans would eat it first.

Not long after, a thin figure came out from the backstage, Mama Ling's eyes lit up, and she was the first to recognize it.

"It's Teacher Kun." Mother Ling said.

"Hi, hello, I am the host of this year's fan festival." Kun Yun said: "Good afternoon, everyone."

That's right, the first hosts were Wei and Huang, but Kun Yun, who felt that he owed Chu Zhi a favor, offered to be the host.

Wei Tongzi is a die-hard little fan, and she is happy to be the host, whoring the fan festival for nothing, but...Mr.

"It's the second Orange Festival, and the first thing we promise today is to have fun." Kun Yun said, "I'm going to be long-winded, let me introduce the schedule of the meeting..."

In an inconspicuous corner, someone was watching furtively, and the person who was peeking at him was Lao Qian.

Seeing that the fan festival was going on normally, Lao Qian, the person in charge of the layout of the exhibition center, was also relieved. He left the side hall and went to the restaurant next to him to supervise the dinner of more than 300 people waiting for the meeting.

"Working with Master Jiu, the temptation is too much. Fortunately, the man is also open-minded, so I can't help it." Old Qian muttered in a low voice.

Wang Yuan didn't have time, so Lao Qian purchased snacks for this Orange Festival. There were several snack manufacturers who sponsored the snacks with money.

Why does this happen?

In the final analysis, it was because of "profit". More than one million people went to Orange Home to watch the first Orange Festival, and it has been broadcast [2785 million times] in the past year.

We all know that the number of playbacks counted by the Homeland APP is very small, and repeated clicks on the same IP within a short period of time are not counted as the number of times.

In short, this popularity is equivalent to a live broadcast with goods. Of course, the snack brand wants to join in. Someone contacted Laoqian and offered a price of almost seven figures, but Laoqian still didn't take it.