Chapter 687: Sell ​​albums

"It's me?! I was drawn. I heard it right. The number I just drew is my seat number? God, I'm so lucky!"

One of the two little girls who were almost late before, after hearing a number drawn by the staff above, suddenly called out in surprise. She was lucky enough to be drawn. She suddenly felt that she was given by the lucky girl today. Favored, although she was almost late before, but her luck today is obviously good.

The people around the girl looked at the girl with envy at this time. They also wanted to be drawn. However, their luck was obviously not as good as this girl. The audience exceeded one hundred thousand, but only one hundred. Fortunately, this probability is too low.

The girl companion looked at her friend enviously and jealously at this time and said, "You are too lucky to be selected for this. Can I not give you that poster?"

"How can it work! The poster will also be given to me, you promised me." Although the girl was still immersed in great joy, but when she heard her friend's words, she immediately retorted.

"You all have Qing Xuan's signed album, and you got it at the 5th anniversary concert of your debut. That's not enough. Leave that poster to me. I haven't been drawn to get the album." Said the friend.

"Of course it's not enough. I want everything about Qing Xuan. Besides, I have the album, but I don't have that poster. It's also very commemorative. Don't think about regretting it. Otherwise, we will make friends!" Lucky girl, obviously unwilling to give up.

"Well, here you are, here you are, really, greedy!" said her friend.

Now the lucky girl smiled with satisfaction, feeling once again that her luck was really good, and she also secretly rejoiced. Fortunately, she was not late before. Otherwise, she would have rubbed against this very commemorative album. Over the shoulder.

Soon, one hundred lucky people were born. When others left the venue one after another, the one hundred lucky people went to the backstage, where, according to the concert ticket numbers in their hands, the staff members, For comparison, as long as you have just been selected, you can get a new album, and it also has Qing Xuan's autograph.

What made everyone happier was that after Qing Xuan removed her makeup, she came out and took a photo with everyone. This made everyone more satisfied with this concert. The lucky girl felt that she was almost unhappy. Fainted.

After that, everyone left the gym with a new album signed by Qing Xuan. The lucky girl walked while watching the new album in her hands.

There are a total of eleven songs in the new album. This is the practice of Qing Xuan’s album. Other singers have ten songs on one album, and Qing Xuan wants one more song. This one is nothing else, it is " Heartbeat".

Every time Qing Xuan releases a new album, she will add this song to it. Moreover, every time it is re-recorded, she feels different each time. Qing Xuan wants to remind herself in this way. , Don't forget the original intention, don't forget the anxiety and tension when you first debuted, and the seriousness.

The song "Heartbeat" clearly reminds Qing Xuan to guard against arrogance and rashness. After all, this is a very representative song for her.

Of course, although this song was added, the cost of the album did not increase. This is an extra song.

"This album is really beautiful. I'm thinking about what songs to listen to. This time, I have new songs to listen to." The lucky girl said with a satisfied smile on her face.

"Okay, don't worry, think about my feelings, okay?" The friend next to her said helplessly.

"I have to make you envy and greedy!" The lucky girl said with a smile, shaking her new album in front of her friends.

Her friend simply turned his head to the side, looking out of sight and out of mind.

"The luck this time is really good. I made a lot of money. This is a new signed album that was drawn at the concert. You said that if I sell this album, will I make a fortune?"

At this moment, a man and a woman passed by the two girls. The man also held a new album the same as the lucky girl. Obviously, he was also one of the lucky ones tonight.

"What to sell, don't sell, I still want to collect it." The woman next to the man said.

"You can buy it again if you collect it. Anyway, the new album will be released tomorrow, and you can sell this one in your hand." The man said disapprovingly.

"This one in our hands is different. It was drawn on the spot. Besides, it has Qing Xuan's signature. You know, Qing Xuan doesn't sign the album often. I think her die-hard fans will definitely be willing. I bought it for a lot of money." The man continued.

This man is not a fan of Qing Xuan, or rather, is not a die-hard fan of her. He just came to the concert today with his girlfriend, but he did not expect that his luck would be so good. Among more than 100,000 people, he was drawn, and he got a new album signed by Qing Xuan.

After he got the new album, the first thing he thought of was not collecting it by himself, but selling it, and he could profit a lot from it. But he knew that many die-hard fans of celebrities were willing to get related to his idol. Things are very willing to spend money, and the album in my hands is very commemorative, so there must be more people interested.

"But..." His girlfriend is still unwilling. After all, she is a fan of Qing Xuan and wants to collect this album.

"It's nothing," the man interrupted. "It's so decided. I'll buy you another album of this album tomorrow.

"Okay." The woman thought for a while, and finally accepted her boyfriend's decision.

"and so on!"

Just when the two were about to leave, someone suddenly called out from behind them.

"Calling us?" The man and the woman turned around, saw two girls walking towards them, and asked with some confusion.

"Yes, just call you!" The girl who didn't get the new album before looked at the two and said: "I just overheard, you want to sell the album?"

"Not bad." The man didn't deny either. At this point, those who appeared at the entrance of the stadium should be Qingxuan fans. He didn't expect that he had just decided to sell his album, and someone would come to the door. Up.