Chapter 496

"Your uncle's, little Japanese devils, who is rubbish? I'm your grandfather, and your grandson doesn't even have this insight!"

Don't be angry. To raise your hand is to throw half of the cigarette on the ground, and you will have the posture of hitting people.

Unexpectedly, the three inch man gave a sneer, stepped back two steps, turned his head and yelled at the numerous onlookers in the conference hall.

"Dear jinhun fans, these people are going to make trouble here and influence jinhun's fan meeting activities!"

As soon as these words came out, those crazy comic fans quit at that time.

"Jinhun has been serializing for so many years. It's the first time to hold a fan meeting in China. Do you know how long we've been waiting. Who dares to destroy this activity, I will fight with him

"Hey, the man who ran away with comic books, let's go. Can your cartoon compare with Jin hun. Jinhun is a popular cartoon all over the world

"The strength is inferior to others. Just make trouble in this way. Are you shameful?"

"Let's go!"

"Let's go!"

Xiao Junzhen doesn't know what jinhun is, but from the performance of those fans, it's not hard to guess that this cartoon has a great influence.

I don't know who started it. Thousands of people under the stage just gave out a uniform cry to let Xiao Jun go quickly.

In the face of such a situation, Tu BIE, who was used to arrogance, was counselled at that time.

This young master used to live in an environment where people of the same level confront each other. How could he have the chance to contact with the mass society.

There are so many ordinary people under the stage that tobe may not even look at them before, but after such people unite into a force, it makes tobe's hair tremble.

For a moment, tubei was stupefied on the spot, and only one question was in his mind.

Will stars in the entertainment industry have such a strong appeal?

Tubie's momentum weakened, and Xiao Jun was also depressed.

When he first came here, he was surrounded by dozens of hired fake fans who asked for autographs for group photos, which made him feel like he had stepped into the ranks of big stars.

But now compared with a real star, a comic star writer from Japan, his treatment is a fart.

He now understands why there is a list called "star power" in the world's entertainment system.

These golden soul fans are a "force", and what Xiao Jun owns is at most a small "Gang"!

In the face of such a fanatical force, Xiao Jun's national righteousness tactics, which he was proud of, were useless.

He can't say that people who like to read Japanese cartoons are unpatriotic.

In the final analysis, everything in the world is based on strength, and his violent comics are not as good as other people's golden spirits. He found a group of fake fans, would rather not money also turned to become real fans.

What else can Xiao Jun say.

For the first time, Xiao Jun suffered from such a heavy blow. In a moment, he had no idea to continue to make trouble, because the more he made trouble, the more humiliating he would be. Don't you see a large number of media reporters under the stage besides jinhun's fans.

With a low mood, Xiao Jun stood up silently.

And just as he got up, the door of the conference hall was pushed open again.

Before we can see who is going to come in, we can see countless flashing lights, which make the door more dazzling.

"Wow, here comes sago Fujiwara."

"Idols, I thought Fujiwara was a tough guy. I didn't expect the president to be so handsome."

"Fujiwara, I love you!"

"Fujiwara, jinhun!"

"Jinhun, Fujiwara!"

Just now, the people who were still angry with Xiao Jun immediately turned their attention and put all their fervent emotions on the Japanese youth who came in like all the stars.

Three inch ding on the rostrum also immediately gave up Xiao Jun, rushed to the rostrum, nodded and bowed to meet the young man.

Sancunding whispered something beside the young man. Fujiwara, who was smiling and waving at the crowd, slowly turned his eyes to the side of the stage.

A moment later, Fujiwara and Xiao Jun stood face to face.

When the meeting hall was quiet, everyone looked at the two people in the middle of the stage. Fujiwara, with a smile and a hand, said in fluent Chinese: "Hello, Mr. Xiaojun. I've heard your name a long time ago. As soon as I see you today, it's better to be famous than to meet you. Meeting is better than being famous. "

Unlike sancunding's arrogance and domineering, this Fujiwara's appearance is quite polite, which makes Xiaojun lose his temper. He can only reach out his hand to plan to shake with the other party.

Unexpectedly, when Xiao Jun's hand was only half stretched out, the Fujiwara sago took back his arm fiercely. Without looking at Xiao Jun, he turned to the audience.You hemp egg of, this is to take a false polite to tease you handsome elder brother of.

Xiao Jun only felt a rush of anger in his heart, while Fujiwara said softly in Japanese, facing everyone.

"Hello, all jinhun fans. Before starting today's meeting, I would like to apologize to Mr. Xiao Jun who is around me.

I just came here and learned that Mr. Xiao Jun is going to hold a fan meeting here today.

Unfortunately, if it wasn't for my full schedule, I would not have affected Mr. Xiao Jun. But there's no way. As you all know, it's not easy for me to meet Chinese fans.

Well, Mr. Xiao Jun, I'd like to thank you for giving me the venue.

I promise here in front of everyone that if there is another time, Mr. Xiao Jun needs a venue, which conflicts with me. I will definitely let the venue out.

It's just... "

Fujiwara said here, with a slight pause, with that kind of quite warm smile, turned to look at Xiao Jun, and then looked at the violent Walk Cartoon set that was thrown on the ground.

"It's just that there's still a prerequisite for me to play. That is, Mr. Xiao Jun's cartoon is better than my golden soul. After all, even if I want to let the venue out, my fans won't agree, right

When Fujiwara's words were translated and retelled, the scene was constantly shouting.

"Jinhun is one of the best comics, no one!"

"We will always support jinhun and sago Fujiwara!"

"No one can compare with the golden soul, which can't be surpassed!"

Xiao Jun, who was already so angry that he was about to explode, suddenly laughed.

"Well, I remember you, and I hope you remember your words today. Hoofy, let's go

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In front of the main entrance of tangzhou Grand Theater, Xiao Jun sits on the steps, watching a group of workers throw all kinds of scenes with violent cartoon characters onto the truck, not to mention how depressed he is.

If something happened, he would have been ready to say it.

But the system created a complete blank of ten days in his life, which made him unable to adapt to the current situation.

One moment I'm still a tailor. The next moment I'm going to hold a press conference as a comic creator. Even on TV, there's no such story.

In a word, the banquet has just passed, and the past will not be considered. The key is to look at the present.

The guy named Fujiwara just now obviously knew Xiao Jun's name and some of his deeds, otherwise he would not show the posture of "stepping on you without discussion" as soon as he met.

But the question is, when did I offend him?

Or do all the Japanese have hostility to brother?

Well, no matter where the other party's hostility comes from, Xiao Jun is really unhappy that he has been humiliated so much and doesn't feel bad.

Just as Xiao Jun was thinking about how to fight back against the Fujiwara sago, suddenly a luxury car slowly stopped in front of the tangzhou Grand Theater.

After the driver stopped the car, he ran around the front of the car and opened the right rear door of the car.

Xiao Jun's eyes were inexplicably attracted in the past, the first thing he saw was his slender feet in high heels. On the jade feet are white, tender and smooth legs, and on top of them are the Qipao skirt Wait, why the cheongsam?

Xiao Jun just saw a leg and was shocked. It's obvious that this is a sexy beauty wearing a gold high split cheongsam.

There's no problem for beautiful women to appear here, but it's a bit weird for beautiful women in Qipao to appear.

Hu Fei said that after the banquet, the cheongsam designed and made by Xiao Jun was on display at the French fashion exhibition, and then this dress with traditional Chinese style was sought after by countless people.

Linlang company and story group have received a large number of orders, and they have just started the mass production of cheongsam. The first batch of cheongsam should not have been produced yet. How can this be spread.

With full of doubts, Xiao Jun directly skips all the details and looks at the beautiful woman who steps out of the car.

At this point, Xiao Jun's brain became more blank.

"Sister Lingshan?"

A title blurted out, just out of the car beauty suddenly heard the familiar voice, immediately is to look at the source of the sound.

"Well? Xiao Jun? What are you doing here? "

"Sister Lingshan, let me ask you this. How did you come to Jiangdong?"

Unexpectedly, Xiao Jun could see Shen Lingshan under such circumstances.

At the moment when Xiao Jun and Shen Lingshan accidentally meet, they are in tangzhou Grand Theater.

In the quiet conference hall, the host of jinhun fans meeting is reading out the activity process, and Fujiwara sat on the rostrum.But the three inch man was under the stage, just as anxious as the ants on the hot pot.

"What's the matter? The big boss hasn't come yet. Today's meeting is an important activity for Fujiwara Jun to prove his value in front of the big boss. How can the big boss not be present. Hello, who? Go and see if the boss is here. There's another one. I'll tell the host later that the activity is not allowed to start until the big boss arrives. "

At the command of three inch Ding, the people next to him moved quickly.

A minion ran quickly to the outside of the conference hall. He charged to the door of the Grand Theater with his legs full of horsepower. When he looked up, he saw the "big boss" smiling at someone under the steps.