Chapter 120 Feng Muzhao

"A Friend of My Taoist Nun" became very popular, which had a great impact on the singers who released new songs at the same time, especially the singers with similar backgrounds.

Naturally, they would not sit still, and they all came up with ways to deal with it. Some run publicity everywhere, some appear on variety shows, and some deliberately hype gossip.

There is also a fan signing event. There is no physical record in Immortal World, and all songs can be downloaded directly through Lingguangyu, and the sound quality will not be damaged in any way. So the things that can be signed have become various peripherals, such as fans with star portraits printed on them, special cheering costumes, and fans can also bring their own things, as long as they are not too out of specification.

Feng Muzhao can be regarded as a well-known singer in the East Pole Continent. Although there is still a distance from the status of the four major singers, her popularity is definitely not low. Every time she releases a new album, as long as she doesn't meet the four major singers, she can basically top the list. Only this time, she was suppressed by a rookie who had only debuted for a few years. How could the master who acted as her manager be reconciled to this? So he took her everywhere to do publicity.

Feng Muzhao has always been used to letting her master arrange everything, so she didn't refuse. Anyway, she doesn't reject meeting and communicating with fans. Even if some fans are too enthusiastic, she is not afraid, after all, she is a master of Penglai Sword Sect, a great master of emptiness and concentration. She has gained a lot of merit through this career, so her cultivation speed is the fastest among her peers.

At the signing event, fans had already lined up in a long queue before it even started. They held in their hands the things they were going to ask Feng Muzhao to sign. There were all kinds of things, ranging from large spears and knives to small sachets and embroidered handkerchiefs. Their faces were full of excitement.

Among them was a fat man who occupied the space of two or three people by himself. He was holding a large gold ingot in his hand. Judging by the size, it probably weighed over a hundred catties. He probably wanted Feng Muzhao to be here. Sign above. There was a very obscene smile on his face, making the people in front of and behind him subconsciously distance themselves from him, and frowning frequently, obviously very disgusted.

The fat man himself didn't feel anything, he muttered there alone: ​​"Zhao Zhao, I have liked you for a long time, you have to work hard, I will always support you... Oh no, I didn't even introduce myself, let's do it again... ...Zhao Zhao..." It seemed that he was practicing what he should say when it was his turn.

In the far away signing hall, Feng Muzhao was preparing to take his seat.

"Hey, Zhaozhao, where are you sitting? That's my seat!" Feng Muzhao's master Liuxi Jianzun gave her a push, "This period is so important, can you be more serious?"

"I'm sorry, master." Feng Muzhao quickly changed positions, but his eyes were still a little wandering.

Sword Master Liu Xi sat in front of her and stroked her hair: "Are you thinking about your junior brother again?" see through.

Feng Muzhao blushed, but still nodded: "Master, Junior Brother Mu was punished to go to Suojianya to think about his mistakes this time. He will definitely suffer a lot. Can you go to the suzerain to beg for mercy?"

But Sword Master Liuxi said: "I can still talk about other things, but don't think about this matter, the decision made by your uncle Yuanming can't be easily changed by the master, and, Now that your career is on the rise, if you want to surpass the top four singers, don’t think about falling in love, it will hurt your popularity.”

"I..." Feng Muzhao hesitated to speak. How could she not know about this, but she is only 32 years old this year, which is the age when she needs it the most, and the more she suppresses that feeling, the stronger it becomes. It just so happened that Mu Chengan was the most outstanding man around her, so her heart naturally hung on him.

Sword Master Liuxi patted her on the back: "You are still young now, and your cultivation base will increase in the future. Your lifespan will be tens of thousands of years, and it will be endless after you become a fairy. Sometimes it is time to fall in love, so don't lose everything." After finishing speaking, I went to host the signing event.

The fans came forward one by one with the Lingguang jade that had already paid for Feng Muzhao's new song, and after showing it to the guard, they could go in and ask Feng Muzhao for an autograph. Including the signing time, everyone only has 30 seconds, and when the time is up, even if they want to delay, they will be kicked out.

The long dragon moved forward in an orderly manner, but with the replenishment of follow-up personnel, there was no tendency to decrease at all. Immortal cultivators don't suffer from sore hands, fatigue, etc., so they can sign continuously for three days and three nights without stopping. This is probably an advantage of high cultivation.

Finally, it was the fat man's turn. The guard checked his Lingguang Jade and let him in, but because of his figure and the gold ingot in his hand, the guard still took a few extra glances at him, even Sword Master Liu Xi, who was on the other side of the town, was the same.

"Ha...ha..." The weather was obviously not hot, but the fat man gasped for breath, looking very excited, "Zhao...Zhao...I...I..."

His face was flushed from holding back, and he didn't say a word after preparing for a long time. He could only stand there stupidly, "I...I...". Seeing this, Feng Muzhao smiled knowingly, and took the initiative to take the gold ingot in his hand: "Is it signed here?"

"Ah!? Yes! Yes!" Fatty nodded quickly.

"Is it okay to engrave directly?"

"Ok, Ok……"

Feng Muzhao pointed to a sword, and the sharp sword intent quickly carved the eleven words "I wish you a happy day, Feng Muzhao" on the gold ingot. The fat man was very excited holding the gold ingot, and said in a trembling voice, "Thank you, thank you, I, can I shake hands with you..."

As he spoke, he stretched out his fat right hand towards Feng Muzhao. After 80 years of development, shaking hands between celebrities and fans has gradually been accepted by the public, and it will not be considered unethical anymore. It's just that the fat man didn't know, his voice was too trembling, and he couldn't express clearly at all. And the movement of his reaching out, in the eyes of others, is completely to grab Feng Muzhao's chest.

What's the point? Without saying a word, Sword Master Liuxi appeared beside Feng Muzhao, and kicked the fat man away.

"Ahhh..." The fat man who was kicked away nervously protected the gold ingot, and when he landed, he didn't care about the dust on his body, he quickly checked the signature, and he was relieved when he saw that it was all right.

After getting up, he glanced at the signing hall with nostalgia, and then left lonely.

"Oh...it's a pity that I didn't hold hands, so where should I go next? Speaking of which, this place is quite close to Aolan Country. Teacher Shanfeng seems to be releasing a new work recently. Go and have a look, and you can buy a small one by the way." He's a pillow, hehehe..."