Chapter 342: Wumu fans per capita?
Fang Shichang froze in place with a blank mind.
The narrow sidewalk was filled with people from time to time. Men and women wearing various costumes had to avoid the trees and pedestrians planted on the roadside from time to time.
This tree, this road, and the shops on both sides are indeed near his home, and they are indeed Nangang.
This car, this person.
How come there are so many people! ?
Is this his hometown Nangang?
Fang Shichang stood in a daze, comparing in his mind the old streets that usually had only a few passers-by with the streets that were now too crowded to walk on the sidewalks. He began to vaguely doubt in his mind whether he had played too many games and was starting to hallucinate. Already?
He stood there stunned for several seconds, until he noticed that passers-by were looking at him strangely, and he reacted at a loss and tried to walk forward as if nothing was wrong.
But as he walked, his eyes could not help but glance at the passers-by around him.
What's going on?
What the hell is going on?
Fang Shi felt like he was suddenly thrown into a game without novice guidance, and he urgently needed someone to answer his questions and solve his doubts.
In a daze, he followed his usual routine and came to a small frying shop not far downstairs from his home. The others were shocked again.
This stretch of road is filled with various stalls on both sides!
Moreover, the small fry shop that he thought tasted ordinary and wouldn't even want to eat there was actually packed with people and had to queue up! ?
Even if you have to queue up, there are even worse things.
Just as Fang Shichang was about to squeeze in, he was pulled by a person at the door, "Hey, are you Xiaofang who lives near the old building? The locals are having dinner at the party."
ah?
Fang Shichang looked blankly at the person holding him, and found that it was an aunt wearing red sleeves. The aunt looked a bit familiar. She should be the aunt from the neighborhood committee of his neighborhood. He seemed to vaguely remember her surname Zhang.
Seeing his confused look, the aunt held his hand to prevent him from entering, and pointed at the door of the small fry shop.
Fang Shichang turned around and looked over. There was a red notice at the door of the small fry shop.
[Advocacy Letter to All Local Citizens—Promote local residents to travel and dine at off-peak hours. 】
[Dear local citizens and friends, hello everyone, in order to cope with the demand for dining, travel, accommodation and other needs during the surge of foreign tourists during the Dragon King Festival, the city government advocates local residents]
The red background notice seemed to be afraid that people would not understand it and be confused and not pay attention to it. It was written very concisely and straightforwardly. Fang Shichang could tell what it meant at a glance.
To put it simply, we ask the locals not to eat or travel first, but to give up various resources to tourists
ah? ?
My locals won’t let me eat! ?
No, is there any reason for this? ?
Everyone in Fang Shichang was stunned.
The aunt from the neighborhood committee next to me seemed to see what he was thinking, "It's just an initiative, an initiative. If you want to go in, you can go in."
Advocacy
Fang Shichang looked down at the neighborhood committee aunt's hand holding his arm, and then at the wary look on her face.
He sighed, "I accept the advocacy and will not go in."
He couldn't bear it anymore, "Aunt Zhang, what's going on?"
Hearing that he couldn't say anything, the aunt named Zhang relaxed and showed a smile that looked after her children. "We are the local hosts. Please be humble to the tourists. The tourists come to spend money and contribute to our local economy. In general, We can’t leave people without food.”
Aunt Zhang was afraid that he might have some objections, so she explained, "Actually, there is nothing we can do from above. There are too many people, and resources are simply not enough if we don't do this. We locals can still cope with it at home, but tourists can't just go hungry." .”
"Aunt Zhang, I'll go back and eat instant noodles later, no objection."
Fang Shichang couldn't help but interrupt, "The question is why do we suddenly have so many tourists in Nangang!?"
Aunt Zhang straightened her back and said, "You don't know, it's our big star Wu Mu from Nangang who helped promote the effect. How come you, a young man, know less than me? I haven't heard of it." Pass our big star Wu Mu?”
Wumu?
Noon dog?
Fang Shichang turned around in his mind. He was familiar with this. Gamers generally knew Wu Mu better.
He indeed seemed to have heard someone say that this man was from their Nankang people.
But now he was doubting whether the Wu Mu he knew was the Wu Mu that Aunt Zhang said?
Is Wugou so powerful?
Is Wu Dog so influential?
What is said on the Internet about its high popularity and high popularity is all false, but the impact of the crowded scene in front of you is real.
Aunt Zhang looked at his dumbfounded look and thought he really didn't understand anything at all, so she was still explaining to him proudly:
"Our Wu Mu from Nangang is the most famous superstar on the Internet now. He is handsome and top-notch. His works are strong and he has made countless good movies and songs. Hey, he is the brightest in the night sky. Have you heard of it? It’s the one played every day in the elementary school next door. He is also a good person and knows how to give back to his hometown. He is extremely popular. Even though he is only in his twenties, he is actually the most famous star in our country and even internationally. They are all superstars.”
ah?
ah?
You say you are handsome and your songs are good, but I can’t refute you.
If you say the movie is good and the character is good, he will have some opinions.
And
"Aunt Zhang, he is the most famous star. There are many people in our country who are more famous than him, not to mention the older generation like Liang Tianwang, Uncle Long, and Master Xing, but there are also the younger generation like Mo. Mo, the previous generation Zhao Xue, Li Cheng, etc., he is completely inferior. And he is not an international superstar. He only has some fans in Korea now."
Fang Shichang couldn't help but correct the mistakes in Aunt Zhang's words.
But as soon as he said these words, Aunt Zhang in front of him instantly looked a little unhappy. After staring at him for a few times, she said with some sincerity, "Xiao Fang, Wu Mu people are quite nice. There is no need to listen to the rumors on the Internet to smear the family.”
ah?
Aunt Zhang looked very understanding, "You are what everyone on the Internet calls Wu Mu Hei. I saw it on Douyin. There are a group of people on the Internet who can't stand Wu Mu having such achievements at such a young age, so they keep chasing him. Smear, others don’t know how to smear, you, a native of your hometown, shouldn’t do it.”
No, why did I discredit it?
I'm not telling the truth!
Wugou still needs someone to discredit him! ?
Isn’t it normal for people to criticize him for the things he did?
Fang Shichang looked at the neighborhood committee aunt who had obviously just learned about Wu Mu Jiji, and then watched some videos, and her understanding was a bit wrong, with a look of astonishment on her face.
broken.
Are these tourists really brought here by noon dogs?
Then his reputation in Nangang has skyrocketed?
If he calls Wu Dog in the future and people in his hometown know about it, he won’t be directly expelled from his household registration
Fang Shichang was paralyzed. Aunt Zhang seemed to notice his "unconvinced" and continued to advise her with some sincerity, "It's useless to look at the Internet to see things. You have to look at the reality. Just posting a video and attracting so many people has proved it." They have lost their popularity, you said Zhao Xue, Li Cheng, I have watched their TV, but I don’t believe they can do this after they promote it.”
Aunt Zhang looked around, and then quickly found her target. She took Fang Shichang's hand and said, "Look over there, look over there, at the foreign tourists coming to Wumu!"
Um?
Fang Shichang looked up with blank eyes and found a small group of about ten people.
These people were all girls, and their faces could not tell that they were foreign, but the vests and jackets they wore had a line of Korean characters printed conspicuously on them.
There is a Chinese translation below the Korean text - Wu Mu Ge Korean Fans Support Club.
"You see, there are more than a dozen fans from Korea that I saw today."
"Does Wugou really have so many Korean fans?"
While Aunt Zhang was pointing to Fang Shichang, Han Yan and her best friend Zhang Li were at a roadside snack bar, crossing the sugar balls in their hands while looking at the group of Wumu Korean fans.
Han Yan looked at these people and whispered to her best friend Zhang Li next to her.
Well, their two die-hard Wu Muhei also came over to join in the fun.
And not long after the video was posted, I decided to come and play. Fortunately, they decided to do it early so they could buy air tickets and book a hotel.
When they came out of the hotel in the morning and saw the people outside, the two of them were a little dazed.
Even as two people who have been following Wumu's news and paying attention to Wumu's situation, they never expected that Wumufa's promotional video would attract so many people.
And if it doesn’t matter the domestic tourists it attracts, can it still attract Korean tourists?
Although I had read online before, there were always fans of Korean girls supporting Wu Mu on Weibo, but across a layer of the Internet and a screen, it was difficult to have real actual feelings.
But now it’s offline.
Are Wumu’s Korean fans so scary?
He is so loyal that he goes to his hometown to travel across the country?
And they’re not just a group, they’re coming as a group!
These people were obviously organized as a whole and carried out activities in teams of about ten people.
Zhang Li and the others also saw a lot on their way here.
"I don't know how many there are overall, but I estimate there are at least five or six hundred. From what we have seen, there are quite a few."
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Zhang Li nodded while biting off the small meatballs that her best friend forked over.
There are five to six hundred fans who fly here specifically for their idols, which is already a very scary number.
This not only represents high fan loyalty, but also often proves that the overall fan base is already of an order of magnitude.
"Looking at this situation, Wugou is really going to develop into an Asian superstar." Han Yan said with a sigh.
As she spoke, she also forked a meatball for herself, but halfway through, her fingers stopped.
She looked at the group of Korean fans with a frown.
"Advocate for foreigners?"
Well, in the direction they were looking at, the group of Korean fans were walking and seemed to be attracted to a stall on the roadside.
Then he stopped and looked curiously at the items on the stall.
As soon as they stopped, the stall owner got up enthusiastically and introduced them to them.
Not only this stall owner, but several stall owners nearby also immediately stood up to greet him warmly. Even the owner of a nearby small convenience store looked at it and actually picked up a bottle of mineral water in the store and walked over, asking for it if he was enthusiastic. These Korean girls are wet.
No, you are so enthusiastic and treated differently from other tourists! ?
How long has it been since the Qing Dynasty fell?
Why are you still giving preferential treatment to foreigners here?
And he’s a second-class foreigner from Korea!
Not only Han Yan frowned, but also passers-by immediately couldn't stand it and spoke unhappily.
But.
When faced with doubts, the convenience store owner quickly waved his hand and explained, "Everyone has misunderstood. They are not here because of their nationality. They are fans of our hometown star Wu Mu. I welcome them on behalf of our fellow villagers."
The stall owner next to him also replied, "Yes, do you have any fans of his? Come to my stall and buy something, and I can give you a 20% discount."
ah?
The passers-by who spoke looked at each other and retreated without saying a word.
Zhang Li and Han Yan also looked at each other in confusion.
Zhang Li laughed out loud, "Go up and tell the stall owner that you are also a fan of his, and you can get free water."
Han Yan hummed, "Who is his fan? I don't need his water."
As she said that, she looked at her girlfriend who was laughing beside her and counterattacked, "You can go up and show the video of you shouting "Ai Wu Dog" on the show, and Nangang can give you free tickets."
Zhang Li's face turned red immediately.
After teasing her best friend, Han Yan sighed, "Wugou's promotion will really make his family members become his fans, and they will feel like they can give preferential treatment to his fans."
"It's a pity that Wugou's domestic fans won't be able to enjoy these preferential treatment. Whoever is a domestic fan of Wugou comes out to claim that they are his fans, but these Korean fans are not afraid. If this continues, the orthodoxy of Wugou fans in his country will really be lost. That’s it.”
The group of Korean fans were obviously very happy about receiving preferential treatment, and they looked happy.
Because this means that their idols are loved by everyone!
They were so proud that they not only confiscated the boss's water, but also bought several souvenirs from the stall on the spot!
After buying, this group of Korean fans continued shopping.
But after walking a few steps, they were stopped again.
One is recording and the other is on camera, like two people who are video anchors.
The person who appeared on the scene stopped the Korean fans and said in somewhat broken English, "Hello, are you Korean fans of Mr. Wumu? Can I briefly interview you?"
Interview?
Teacher Wumu?
The Korean fans looked happy and felt that this was another opportunity to expand Brother Wu Mu’s influence.
But.
They did not agree directly, but the leader said in broken Chinese, "Have you ever made a video before? What is your video account? Can you show us first?"
The anchor who came forward seemed a little confused, but didn't think much about it. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and handed it to the Korean fans.
Then
"Have you all heard about another big incident that happened to Lunchou recently? His shop." The former voice of the anchor came from the receiver of the mobile phone.
Hearing this voice, the faces of the Korean fans who looked happy just now immediately turned cold.
The leader thrust the phone back into the anchor's arms and said, "Gun it!"
The anchor obviously didn't react, with a look of confusion in his eyes.
The Korean girls sneered, watching the anchor say in very standard Chinese, "You bitch."
The confusion on the anchor's face turned into astonishment.
Zhang Li and Han Yan looked at each other.
"Pfft."
Now both of them couldn't help laughing.
After bending down and laughing, the two looked at the direction in which the Korean fans were leaving.
"We should go to the main festival venue. Let's go there too."
(End of chapter)