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Chapter 263 Tickets Sold Out {Part 2}
This scene seems familiar.

But both of them smiled frankly.

Zhong Yixuan said: "I just wrote a few words casually, I didn't expect to meet you just in time."

Xu Fan said enviously, "Can I have a look?"

Xu Fan was really envious. Zhong Yixuan wrote his own songs, but he couldn't say his own.

Zhong Yixuan smiled shyly, took out a notebook from the side and said, "Write whatever you want, and read whatever you want."

Xu Fan nodded and took the notebook.

Next to him, Yang Jiaci said, "Don't even mention it, Yixuan's song is very well written."

Xu Fan looked from the notebook.

From the beginning to the end, I couldn't help but admire: "This sentence is really good. If I had known that real love is so sad, I would not say a word and pretend to be strong."

Zhong Yixuan said with a slight smile: "If I knew you left, I was too flustered to explain. I would smile and ask you to stay. I waved my hand and said it's okay."

Xu Fan praised, and Zhong Yixuan asked next to him, "Brother Fan, are you here to write a new song?"

Xu Fan said: "I prepared a few new songs for the concert, so naturally I have to prepare."

Yang Jiaci asked from the side: "Brother Fan, do you want us to accompany you?"

Zhong Yixuan said: "Then we will feast our eyes early today."

Xu Fan smiled and said, "Okay!"

Have a cup of tea and sing a song.

Time was getting shorter and night was getting late, Xu Fan finally recorded all the songs successfully, and after Zhong Yixuan finished recording his songs, the two left together.

With people coming and going on the street, Zhong Yixuan smiled shyly and said, "The superstar, I'll go back first."

Zhong Yixuan was the only one who still called himself a superstar until now, and he didn't care, he nodded and prepared to leave.

But he suddenly remembered something, and couldn't help asking: "By the way, I heard that you will participate in the second season of Tomorrow's Son.

Zhong Yixuan turned around, nodded and said, "I want to try."

Xu Fan didn't say much, and the two left.

After returning home, Xu Fan couldn't help humming the song of Zhong Yixuan: "If I knew that real love is so sad, I would not say a word and pretend to be strong."

Xu Fan bought a ticket to Chang'an City the next day.

I looked at the time and found that it was late at night before I knew it.

Thinking of "Ghost Blowing the Lantern", he clicked on the background of Qidian's Chinese website without hesitation.

"Fuck!"

Seeing the eye-catching 99+, Xu Fan couldn't help being stunned, what's going on.

I quickly looked through it, and there were 730 recommendation votes and more than 100 comments.

However, Xu Fan's attention was on a reward message.

You have received a tip of 1000 book coins from "Old Time Slow", this book is great!Encourage it, and hope that the follow-up will be more exciting!

There were not many rewards, but Xu Fan couldn't help being excited.

A great god is a great god, and there will be no unacceptable situation in any world.

He doesn't care about the recommendation ticket, because it has nothing to do with the task, but the reward is the key. Although a good novel itself has nothing to do with it, it shows that the first step to success has been taken.

Xu Fan first looked at the content of the reward and the name of the reader, and then silently read it a few times.

He opened the book review.

"Rubbish novels, rubbish authors, rubbish writing, rubbish storylines, completely incomprehensible passing by"

When Xu Fan saw the first comment, he couldn't help but explode.

What the hell, a masterpiece of a parallel world, turned into rubbish in your mouth, I CNMD.

While angry, he subconsciously glanced at the other party's information.

Well, professional trolls, level zero.

Xu Fan felt that there was absolutely no need to communicate with this hot chicken.

Because I don't know the truth, once a dog bites you, it can't bite you back by itself.

So he continued to look down, and then his face was full of satisfaction.

Although this book belongs to that great god, in this world, it can be regarded as his own. Naturally, when he only sees praises, he will still feel satisfied.

"Fuck, I found a masterpiece. The author's writing skills are extremely sophisticated, the language style is humorous, the plot is ups and downs, the story and characters are very real, but the update is not enough, please update."

"This... This is really thrilling and exciting, with ups and downs, distinctive characters, and a fascinating storyline. I have fallen into it and can't extricate myself. Please update."

"This author is a genius. I suspect that the author is from a family of tomb robbers. I have never heard of these things, but it is really true. Do you know how scary it is to read a book in the middle of the night?"

"I'm a little scared, I don't dare to read it at night, everyone, don't say I'm timid, I really didn't read the book. 23:52"

"Favorite it, the ticket is given, I beg the author to update it quickly, 12 words are not enough to read!"

"Boundless aftertaste, reminding more and more"

There are a lot of comments, some of which are long-winded essays, and Xu Fan was deeply attracted after he clicked on them.

Some readers' writing skills are not bad, every sentence is heartfelt, every word is pearly, and Xu Fan sincerely admires the analysis of the novel.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he closed the comment section, and hummed: "Reminder, hum, another [-] words, I don't believe it's not enough."

I have sent 12 words before, since it is still not enough, let me add another [-] words.

Sixty thousand a day.

I don't believe you can't watch it.

Soon, the [-]-character update was completed, and Xu Fan lay on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

12 words, more than 1000 recommendations, more than 100 comments, and one tip.

If this statistic is just average, it is really average, but if it is only released for one day, this statistic is a bit scary.

However, this is after all recommended, so it is actually general.

Xiaogu made a random recommendation for "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" today.

Just after twelve o'clock, she was going to give it a big push.

There are three reasons.

One is because she thinks the quality of this book is rarely comparable at present.

The second is that the author said that the book has been completed, and it has been updated twice to 12. He is worried that the number of words is too large and he will miss the free period.

The third is because she really likes the book herself, it's just selfishness.

So, at twelve o'clock that night, she hung up a few big tweets in advance, and waited for Xu Fan's update at twelve o'clock at home.

Of course, she also pulled her best friend, Xiao Mo, over.

So, this night.

The two of them were lying on the bed shivering, having another sleepless night.

As an editor, she has been deeply involved and cannot extricate herself.

Time goes backwards.

The night view of Chang'an City is beautiful, with the bell towers and ancient alleys, and the lights of the Great Wall.

Zhao Feiyang is waiting for the online tickets for Xu Fan's concert.

He is really busy these days, and he really took pains to arrange and adjust the concert site. Xu Fan went to Harbin City, but he didn't care. He devoted himself to it, and hoped that Xu Fan's concert would Well done.

At zero o'clock, Zhao Feiyang gave an order, and the concert tickets were officially launched.

Three minutes later, Zhao Feiyang sat slumped on the sofa, and asked the technician next to him with some uncertainty: "Is it really emptied?"

The staff nodded and said, "Yes, in less than 3 minutes, there is no one left."

Zhao Feiyang asked uncertainly: "Are you sure it's real-name authentication, and you can only buy one for each ID number?"

"Yes, quite sure."

Zhao Feiyang took a deep breath, and he picked up his mobile phone to announce the good news to Xu Fan, which was really unbelievable.

It was sold out in 3 minutes. It turned out that Xu Fan's influence had become so terrifying before he knew it.

The more this happened, the more worried he was for some reason.

(End of this chapter)