Dumb start: hold 33 concerts

Chapter 128 Your uncle is still your uncle ([-])

We're fine.

Are you OK?

Zhong Liang waited for a few people and paused.

But no one looked back. After a second or two, just when Boss Wang thought they would look back at him, the four of them suddenly trotted all the way.

In the blink of an eye, people were gone.

Slip...slip, slip away.

Boss Wang stood where he was, with a melancholy expression on his face, and murmured, "Are you all okay?"

Snapped!
He slapped himself.

"It's really Nima!"

Under the arrangement of Yan Maoxun, the advertisements shot by Da Mi Mi finally started to be launched officially.

The major TV stations, as well as various video websites and APPs, are broadcasting on a large scale, striving to cover more than half of the people in the country in a very short period of time.

Yan Maoxun wants every Longguo person to know about this advertisement.

Of course, Zhong Liang thought so too.

However, Zhong Liang did not expect that Yan Maoxun was an extremely principled person.

Yan Maoxun wanted to give Zhong Liang a creative fee, but unfortunately Zhong Liang did not accept it, so he asked the advertising company to display the following line in the advertisement:

"Thanks to Mr. Zhong Liang for the advertising idea!"

In order not to affect the overall effect of the advertisement, this line of words was not placed in a conspicuous place, and conspicuous colors and fonts were not used. Therefore, in the initial stage of the advertisement, no one knew that the idea of ​​this advertisement came from Zhong Liang.

This allowed Zhong Liang to spend a short period of quiet time.

Let’s go back to Anping County.

Because of Zhong Liang's arrival, this small town in his old age finally had a glimmer of life.

The uncles and aunts who love to dance in the evening will not go to the square dance today, but will go together, talking and laughing all the way to Anping Middle School.

Looking at the playground of Anping Middle School, there are plastic stools all over the floor, but no one can sit on them.

All squeezed into a bunch of discussions.

"Is this free?"

"That boy Mao Xun invited a big star to come, saying that he is giving back to our hometown, and he doesn't charge money."

"Big star? What's so good about a big star? We don't like the songs they sing."

"The county sent people to tell me that I must come, otherwise I will go to my square dance. The concert and other things are not as exciting as square dance. They are all songs that young people like."

"Anyway, I don't need money. Look at the big star's long face."

"That's right, it's not a problem if you don't dance in the square all night."

"Who said that? If you don't dance all night, you won't feel well."

……

It can be heard from the conversation between the uncle and the aunt.

It's not unreasonable for Zhong Liang's fans to be worried.

The relatives are intergenerational relatives, but the generation gap is also very deep.

Even in many cases, the generation gap is like a gutter, which can never be filled.

Grandpa and Aunt were born in the last century, and there were too few entertainment methods at that time. Even if they liked to sing and listen to songs, most of them were popular songs.

Zhong Liang sang popular songs at the concert?

Grandpa and aunt think it is impossible, and young people must still play like young people.

What's more, even if they sing popular songs, they don't have much new ideas.

After singing red songs for so many years, and listening to them for so many years, I have long since gotten tired of listening to them.

Therefore, there must be fresh songs, which can be liked by both grandparents and aunts.

This is difficult for ordinary people to do.

There is still an hour until the concert starts.

Even though the elders and aunts who came early said they were not willing to come, they actually came early to occupy their seats.

In the front row, whoever comes first will sit first.

Of course, the most front row position is reserved for leaders.

This concert held in a small county town unexpectedly attracted the attention of many people.

Entertainment reporters have already arrived at the scene, conducting live broadcasts and conducting interviews with the uncles and aunts at the same time.

And what the uncles and aunts talked about just now was broadcast live on the spot.

The jelly fans who stayed in the live broadcast room expressed the truth after hearing it.

"The uncles and aunts were forced by the community, otherwise they would not have come, Zhong Liang made a mistake."

"Ah, grandpas and aunts are not happy about it, the effect of the concert is so bad."

"Hahaha, this will definitely be a big black spot in Zhong Liang's concert."

"Fortunately, I hired Tian Lai to be the lead singer. If Zhong Liang is playing the instrument on stage alone, while a group of uncles and aunts below are drowsy, the scene will be too embarrassing."

"Reporter, why don't you interview grandparents and grandparents, and ask them how it feels to listen to a mute's concert?"

"Um... I feel that the uncles and aunts probably don't know that Zhong Liang is dumb. If they knew, they would definitely not come. Who the hell went to the scene to listen to the dumb singing? Isn't that crazy?"

"Unfortunately, before this concert, Zhong Liang didn't publicize it. If there was publicity, I would drive there by myself. It's free. Anyone who doesn't go is a fool."

"What are you thinking, didn't you see that grandpa and aunt brought their ID card and household registration book when they entered the venue?"

"Ah, what are you doing with this thing? When will Zhong Liang's concert have to check his ID card and household registration book?"

"Stupid, this is the place reserved by the big boss, and the benefits are given to the villagers. Naturally, it is necessary to check whether it is a local. You are from out of town and want to sneak in, is it possible?"

"Oh, what a pity."

……

When the barrage was being sent out in the live broadcast room, the reporter happened to walk up to an old man and interviewed him.

The uncle was sitting on the armchair he brought, wearing a white vest, big blue pants, and a cigarette between the index and middle fingers of his right hand.

The soot was half burnt and it was intact. The uncle moved his right hand around at will, but the soot wouldn't come off.

The reporter sighed in his heart, the technology is high.

"Master, master, master."

After shouting three times in a row, the uncle shook his body and slowly opened his eyes.

reporter:"……"

So, the uncle pulled his hand just now, did he fall asleep and dream?
But there is one thing to say, the technology is really superb, and the soot is not shaken off.

The reporter asked: "Master, do you know Zhong Liang?"

Uncle: "What Zhong Liang?"

Reporter: "Zhong Liang!"

Uncle: "What good is Zhong?"

Reporter: "Zhong Liang!"

Uncle: "Zhong Liang what?"

Reporter: "Master, please rest first."

Grandpa: "Okay."

Barrage music.

"Uncle is awesome."

"Sir, be steady."

"Your uncle is still your uncle."

"Did you see, the cigarette in the uncle's hand has burned to the root, and the ash hasn't fallen off."

"Master is so funny, the reporter is dumbfounded, hahaha..."

"Reporter: You put the tongue twister here."

"This interview can't go on."

……

Although the barrage made fun of it, it didn't hurt the reporter at all.

How long has he been in this business, and he has met many strange things, and today is not bad, only this uncle.

Even if there are not many people in this small county, there should be a small number of such abnormal people.

At this time, an old man was trotting over, getting ahead of others and sitting on a stool next to the reporter, which was a little closer to the stage.

The reporter saw that the old man was in good spirits and should be relatively normal, so he decided to interview him.

But before the interview, he decided to get close.

You can't just ask the uncle if you know Zhong Liang as you did just now, the uncle won't be able to respond at all.

(End of this chapter)