It’s just a pity that she’s not my granddaughter. If I had such a granddaughter, I would laugh out of my dreams and my ancestors’ graves would be green...

Grandma thought of walking with her to the entrance of the theater, helping her line up to get tickets and fruits, and picking up her granddaughter later.

Forget it, my granddaughter is pretty good now.

Grandma thought about the lyrics of the last scene again.

Oops, why isn’t Bai Bai his granddaughter?

Grandma sat on the chair without moving, waiting for the photo to be taken.

The staff shouted with a loudspeaker.

"No. 150 to No. 200, come and line up. Don't rush, don't be crowded. The grandpa in row 5 is careful not to trip. We have plenty of time."

"Don't fight for seats or autographs. The actors have just finished their performance and are quite tired now. They may not be able to answer your questions in time. I hope all uncles, aunts, grandparents, and grandparents can understand."

Grandma happily held her ticket and went to queue.

A group photo of 50 people. The photo pattern is naturally like a class graduation photo.

The actors of "The Mulberry Picking Girl" stood in the first row in full costumes, and the rest of them stepped on the steps and lined up behind them.

Because Grandma was short, she was lucky enough to be placed in the second row.

Even more fortunately, Nainai was placed right behind Feng Ling.

It takes time to arrange the positions. Feng Ling and other actors will respond to the greetings of the fans who took the photo at this time. Nainai stands behind Feng Lingzheng, so she naturally gets the most attention.

At this moment, Grandma felt that she couldn't breathe.

She seemed to understand why her granddaughter's voice was always as high-pitched as a kettle boiling when talking on the phone with her friends about the concert she had just watched.

Because of excitement.

Grandma didn't dare to speak. She was afraid that her voice would break when she spoke.

Grandma pinched the bun in her pocket.

She ate bananas before entering the venue. She loves bananas. They are sweet and soft, which is very suitable for her, an elderly person with bad teeth.

Although the buns were soft, they had no flavor. I originally planned to eat the milk for breakfast the next morning. I also had a banana at home. The banana was paired with the bread, which saved money for a breakfast.

Now, Grandma felt she had to do something for Bai Bai, whom she loved.

Grandma clutched the bun in her pocket.

He took it out tremblingly.

Grandma doesn't have Parkinson's disease, she is just so excited that she can't control her hands.

"Bai...bai...baibai!" Grandma was so excited that her lips were trembling.

"Eat...eat...eat...eat some bread!" Strangely, under the extreme excitement, Grandma actually straightened her tongue without breaking her voice, and said in a very calm voice, "I'm hungry after singing all night.

Come on, eat some cushion."

Feng Ling was a little surprised, but Grandma was not the first to give her food. There were also uncles and aunties who gave Feng Ling fruits and snacks before, but the food was all unpacked.

Out of caution, Feng Ling did not eat.

The buns are vacuum packed and can be eaten.

And this bun is Feng Ling’s favorite brand.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Thank you, grandma." Feng Ling said sweetly, took the bun and stuffed it into the sleeve of the costume.

Grandma feels that she is complete.

After taking the photo, Nai Nai Nai walked out of the theater door feeling dizzy.

Xiaohui was waiting for her at the door. When she saw her grandma coming out, she hurriedly greeted her and asked, "Grandma, was the show good?"

Xiaohui didn't go back during this period. She walked around nearby and ate some snacks. The rest of the time she sat in the milk tea shop and checked her cell phone and searched for Feng Ling on the Internet.

Then he was surprised to find that Feng Ling was actually an employee of the Internet celebrity amusement park that he had been following.

If this is the case, everything will be explained.

If Feng Ling is an employee of Galaxy Script Theme Park, then in this day and age, it would be reasonable for a Huangmei Opera actor to suddenly become popular and make his grandma pay for tickets to watch the show as if she was being defrauded.

After all, this amusement park can make Ms. Xu wear a princess dress, sit on a flying food truck and set off hot searches, and it can also show off a Huangmei Opera actor who makes the elderly crazy. It is understandable.

Grandma did not answer her granddaughter's question, but asked in a daze: "Hui Hui, what do you young people usually do if you are lucky?"

Xiaohui:?

Xiaohui thought for a while: "Buy a scratch-off ticket?"

Xiaohui said that when she and her best friends fantasize about getting rich overnight, they would buy scratch-off tickets to sober up.

Just buy the cheapest one. If there is 5 yuan, buy 5 yuan. If there is 10 yuan, buy 10 yuan.

Just scratch it and you will wake up.

You can't even get your money back on scratch-off tickets, so how can you get rich overnight?

Grandma thought it would work, so she took her granddaughter into the lottery shop and boldly picked out the cheapest scratch-off ticket worth 5 yuan.

One scratch, hey, 50!

Xiaohui's eyes widened.

Grandma was so excited that she clapped her hands and didn't rush to exchange the money. She pulled her granddaughter and said excitedly: "Huihui, grandma, I knew I was lucky today. You don't know, grandma, today..."

Nainai began to happily share her successful star-chasing experience.

On the other side, Jiang Qi and Wang Xinghua are also sharing today’s harvest.

This was the first time for a large-scale theater viewing organized by a fan support association like today. Ticket prices were lowest at the Transsion Theater and Shangdu had the most fans. It was normal for Wang Pingxiu to make this his first choice.

The effect is very good and the benefits are obvious.

Group 11 is almost full, and we are ready to create group 12.

The ability of elderly fans to enjoy food is no worse than that of young people, especially when there are free fruits, bread and mineral water.

"Xinghua, how many fans do you have now?" Jiang Qi asked.

Wang Xinghua shook her head: "I don't know, I'm only in charge of part of the group. But there should be tens of thousands of people in total. There are so many people here in Shangdu. In many places, even a group is not full."

"That's quite a lot." Jiang Qi sighed.

Although Feng Ling's certain account has more fans and has now exceeded 2 million, but that data is just a look at it. In terms of real fans, we have to look at Wang Pingxiu's development.

"Does your father have any other arrangements for the operation of Mouyin?" Jiang Qi asked.

Wang Xinghua thought for a while: "I seem to have said that I will wait for a while to wait for 3 million fans to do a live broadcast or something, and the rest seems to be gone."

"Not to mention that at this stage, we still have to focus on accumulating reputation and fans. It is better to cut the leeks later. It is best to cut them quietly and moisturize them silently, so that the leeks will grow faster."
Chapter completed!