Chapter 342: Average Wu Mu fan? Fang Shichang stood there with his mind blank. I don't know when the narrow sidewalk was suddenly crowded with people. Men and women in various clothes had to turn sideways from time to time to avoid the trees and pedestrians planted on the roadside. This tree, this road, and the shops on both sides are indeed near his home, and it is indeed their Nangang. This car, this person. How come there are so many people? Is this his hometown, Nangang? Fang Shichang stood there in a daze, comparing in his mind the old streets that usually had only a few passers-by with the streets now so crowded that even the sidewalks were blocked. He began to wonder vaguely whether he had played too many games and was starting to have hallucinations. He stood there in shock for several seconds, until he noticed that passers-by were looking at him strangely. Then he reacted somewhat helplessly and tried to walk forward as if nothing had happened. But as he walked, he couldn't help but steal glances at the passers-by around him. what happened? What the hell is going on?

Fang Shi felt like he was suddenly thrown into a game without a novice guide, and he urgently needed someone to answer his questions and resolve his doubts. He walked to a small stir-fry restaurant not far from his home out of inertia, and was shocked again. There are all kinds of stalls on both sides of this road! Moreover, the food in that small stir-fry restaurant that he felt was just average and he wouldn't have wanted to eat there if it wasn't close by was packed with people and he had to queue! ? It's not enough to have to queue up, there are even worse things. Just as Fang Shichang was about to squeeze in, he was stopped by someone at the door. "Hey, are you Xiao Fang who lives near the old building? The locals are having dinner there tonight." what? Fang Shichang looked blankly at the person who held him and found that it was an old lady wearing red armbands. The old lady looked familiar. She should be an old lady from the neighborhood committee in his street. He seemed to vaguely remember that her surname was Zhang. Seeing his confused look, the auntie held him back with one hand to prevent him from going in, and pointed at the entrance of the stir-fry restaurant. Fang Shichang turned his head and saw a red-bottomed notice at the door of the stir-fry restaurant. [Advocacy letter to all local citizens - advocating local residents to travel and eat at off-peak times. ] [Dear local citizens, hello everyone, in order to cope with the dining, travel, accommodation and other needs of the surge in foreign tourists during the Dragon King Festival, the municipal government encourages local residents] The red-background notice seemed to be afraid that people would not understand and be confused and not take it seriously, so it was written very concisely and directly. Fang Shichang could tell what it meant at a glance. Simply put, it means that locals should not eat or travel first, and all resources should be given to tourists first. Ah? ? I am a local and I am not allowed to eat! ? No, is there any justice in this?! Fang Shichang was completely confused. The lady from the neighborhood committee next to him seemed to see what he was thinking. "It's just advocacy. If you want to go in, you can go in." Advocate Fang Shichang looked down at the hand of the neighborhood committee lady holding his arm, and then looked at the somewhat wary look on the lady's face. He sighed, "I accept the advocacy and don't go in." He couldn't bear it any longer, "Aunt Zhang, what's going on?" Hearing that he couldn't go in, the lady surnamed Zhang relaxed and showed a smile as if she was watching a child. "We are the local hosts. We should be courteous to the tourists. Tourists come to spend money and contribute to our local economy. We can't let them go hungry." Aunt Zhang was afraid that he would have a problem with it, so she explained, "Actually, the higher-ups have no other choice. There are too many people, and if we don't do this, there won't be enough resources. We locals can still make do at home, but we can't let the tourists go hungry."

"Aunt Zhang, I'll go back and eat instant noodles later, no problem." 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, "It's the result of the publicity from our Nangang celebrity Wu Mu. How come you, a young man, know less than me? Haven't you heard of our celebrity Wu Mu?" Noon Wood? Noon dog? Fang Shichang thought about it and realized that he was familiar with this. Game players generally knew more about Wu Mu. He did seem to have heard someone say that this man was from Nangang. But now he is very doubtful whether the Wu Mu he knows is the Wu Mu that Aunt Zhang is talking about? Is Wu Gou so powerful? Does Noon Dog have such a great influence? Whatever is said about the popularity and heat on the Internet is just empty talk, but the impact of this crowded scene before our eyes is real. Seeing his stunned look, Aunt Zhang thought he really didn't understand at all, and continued to explain to him proudly: "Wu Mu from Nangang is the most famous superstar on the Internet. He is very handsome. He has a strong body of work and has made countless good movies and songs. Hey, you have heard of The Brightest Star in the Night Sky, which is played every day in the elementary school next door. He is also a good person and knows how to give back to his hometown. Everyone praises him when they mention him. His popularity is extremely high. Although he is only in his twenties, he is already the most famous star in our country and even a superstar internationally." what? what? You said he is handsome and sings well, and I can't refute it. If you say the movie is good and the person is good, he will have some opinions. And "Aunt Zhang, how can he be considered the most famous star? There are many more famous people in our country than him. Not to mention the older generation of King Liang, Uncle Long, and Master Xing, even the younger generation of Mo Mo, the older generation of Zhao Xue, Li Cheng, etc., he is completely inferior to them. And he is not an international superstar. He just has a few fans in Korea now." Fang Shichang couldn't help but correct the mistakes in Aunt Zhang's words. But as soon as he said this, Aunt Zhang in front of him looked a little unhappy. After staring at him for a few seconds, she said earnestly, "Xiao Fang, Wu Mu is a good person. There is no need to believe those rumors on the Internet to discredit him." what? Aunt Zhang seemed to understand. "You are the Wu Mu Hei that everyone on the Internet is talking about, right? I saw it on Douyin. There are a lot of people on the Internet who can't stand Wu Mu's achievements at such a young age, and they keep smearing him. Others don't know how to smear him, but you, a native of my hometown, shouldn't do that." No, how did I discredit it! I'm not telling the truth! Does Wu Gou still need someone to smear him? Isn't it normal for people to criticize him for what he did? Fang Shichang looked at the neighborhood committee lady who had obviously just learned about Wu Mu not long ago and had some misunderstandings after watching some video. He was stunned. broken. Were these tourists really brought here by Wu Gou? Wouldn’t his local reputation in Nangang skyrocket then? If he calls himself Wu Gou again and his hometown people find out, he won't be expelled from the household registration. Fang Shichang was annoyed. Aunt Zhang seemed to see his "unconvinced" and continued to advise him earnestly, "It's useless to look at things online. You have to look at the reality. The fact that they attracted so many people by posting a video has proved their popularity. You mentioned Zhao Xue and Li Cheng. I have also watched their TV shows, but I don't believe they can be like this after the publicity. And..." Aunt Zhang looked around, and soon found her target. She pulled Fang Shichang's hand and said, "Look over there, look over there, the foreign tourists coming here for Wumu!" Ok? Fang Shichang looked over with a blank look and found that it was a small group of about ten people. These people were all girls, and you couldn't tell from their faces that they were foreigners, but the small vest jackets they wore had a line of Korean words printed on them. There is a Chinese translation below the Korean text - Wu Mu Ge Korean Fan Support Club. "You see, there are fans from South Korea. I have seen more than a dozen groups today alone." "Does Wu Gou really have so many Korean fans?"

When Aunt Zhang was pointing at Fang Shichang, Han Yan and her bestie Zhang Li were at a roadside snack bar, eating sugar balls in their hands while also looking at the group of Wu Mu Korean fans. Han Yan looked at these people and whispered something to her best friend Zhang Li beside her. Well, their two die-hard friends Wu Muhei also came over to join in the fun. And they decided to come and play not long after the video was posted. Fortunately, they decided to do it early, so they could buy the plane tickets and book the hotel. When they came out of the hotel in the morning and saw the people outside, they were both a little dazed. Even as the two of them who had been following Wu Mu's news and paying attention to Wu Mu's situation, they never thought that the promotional video released by Wu Mu would attract so many people. And if it attracts domestic tourists, it’s ok, but can we also attract Korean tourists? Although I saw on the Internet before that there have been Korean fans supporting Wu Mu on Weibo, it is difficult to have a real and practical feeling because of the Internet and the screen. But now it's offline. Are Wu Mu's Korean girl fans so scary? Are they so loyal that they would travel to his hometown to travel across the country? And they don’t just come in one group, they come in a group! These people were obviously organized as a whole, operating in teams of about ten people. Zhang Li and her friends saw quite a few on the way here. "I don't know how many there are in total, but I estimate there are at least 500 or 600. From what we saw, there were quite a few." Zhang Li nodded as she took a bite of the meatball that her best friend forked over to her. Having five or six hundred fans flying over specifically for their idol is already a very scary number. This not only represents high fan loyalty, but also often indirectly proves that the overall fan base has reached a certain level. “Looking at the situation, Wu Gou is really aiming to become an Asian superstar.” Han Yan said with emotion. As she spoke, she forked a meatball for herself, but her fingers stopped halfway through. She looked at the group of Korean girl fans with a frown on her face. "Worshiping foreigners?" Well, in the direction they were looking, the group of Korean girl fans seemed to be attracted by a small stall on the roadside while walking. Then he stopped and looked at the things on the stall curiously. As soon as they stopped, the stall owner stood up enthusiastically and introduced the food to them. Not only this stall owner, but several stall owners nearby also immediately stood up to greet them warmly. Even the owner of a small convenience store nearby watched and actually picked up a bottle of mineral water from the store and walked over to enthusiastically give the water to these Korean girls. No, so enthusiastic, treating other tourists differently! ? It has been so many years since the Qing Dynasty fell! Why are you still giving preferential treatment to foreigners here? And he is a second-rate foreigner in Korea! Not only did Han Yan frown, but even passers-by couldn't stand it anymore and spoke in dissatisfaction. but. The convenience store owner quickly waved his hands and explained, "Everyone has misunderstood. We 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, are you a fan of his? Come to my stall to buy things, I can give you 20% off." what? The passers-by who had spoken looked at each other and retreated without saying a word. Zhang Li and Han Yan also looked at each other in surprise. Zhang Li burst out laughing, "Go up and tell the stall owner that you are also his fan, right? You can get some free water." Han Yan snorted, "Who is his fan? I don't need his water." As she said that, she looked at her best friend who was laughing beside her and counterattacked, "You can go up and show the video of you shouting Ai Wu Gou on the show, and Nangang will give you a free meal for the whole show." Zhang Li's face suddenly turned red. After teasing her bestie, Han Yan sighed again, "This promotion of Wu Gou is really going to turn everyone in his hometown into his fans. They are so good that they can even treat his fans preferentially." "It's a pity that these preferential treatments for Wu Gou's domestic fans may not be able to enjoy them. Who among Wu Gou's domestic fans will come out to promote themselves as his fans? Only these Han fans are not afraid. If this continues, the orthodoxy of Wu Gou's fans will really be replaced by his Han fans." The group of Korean girl fans were obviously very happy about the preferential treatment and looked very happy. Because this means that their idols are loved by everyone! They were so proud of it that not only did they confiscate the boss's water, but they also bought several souvenirs from the stall on the spot! After making their purchase, this group of Korean girl fans continued to shop around. However, after walking a few steps, they were stopped again. One is recording the video, and the other is appearing on camera, like two video anchors. The person on camera stopped the Korean fans and said in halting English, "Hello, are you Korean fans of Mr. Wu Mu? Can I briefly interview you?" Interview? Teacher Wu Mu? Korean fans were all very happy and felt that this was another opportunity to expand Wu Mu's influence. but. They didn't agree directly, but the leader said in halting Chinese, "Have you ever made a video before? What's your video account? Can you show it to us first?" The anchor who came forward seemed a little confused, but didn't think much about it. He took out his phone from his pocket and handed it to the Korean girl fan. then "Has everyone heard about the big thing that happened to Wu Gou recently? His shop..." The old voice of the anchor came from the receiver of the mobile phone. Hearing this voice, the Korean girl fans who had looked so happy just now immediately turned cold. The leader shoved the phone back into the anchor's arms and shouted, "Fire!" The host clearly didn't react, with a blank look in his eyes. The Korean girls sneered and looked at the anchor who spoke in very standard Chinese, "You little bastard." The confusion on the host's face turned into astonishment. Zhang Li and Han Yan looked at each other.

"Pfft." Now both of them couldn't help laughing out loud. After bending over and laughing, the two looked at the direction where the Korean girl fans left. "It should be towards the main venue of the festival. Let's go there too." (End of this chapter)