Chapter 252

"Damn it! Why isn't the old boss out of class? "

Yanjing University, the last class in the morning, in the freshman art history class, an old man with white hair and young face tells the history of art with humorous words.

However, some people are absent-minded in class.

Mo Mo and Xu Yiru are sitting in the last row, near the door. Mo Mo keeps taking out his mobile phone to look at the time.

Xu Yiru likes the history of fine arts very much, because this old man's lectures are very attractive and powerful. He can explain many things that are very profound in other people's eyes in simple words.

But today she looked at the old man with gnashing teeth.

Because, today 12:00 noon is the day of online pre-sale tickets for the animation thank you concert, how can they miss this grand event as brain powder porters?

This is the second time to sell tickets in advance. The first time to sell 30000 tickets a week ago took less than one minute from the beginning to the end.

Two people's hands a little slow so a little bit, and then looked at the remaining tickets there show 0, want to cry without tears.

There are many second - and third rate singers with dark thoughts who maliciously speculate that Tianman is a hungry marketing hype. They don't plan to sell in advance. They deliberately use this topic to expand the influence and popularity of the concert. In fact, the 30000 tickets are fake, and the actual pre-sale is only 300.

"Porters need hype?"

In the face of doubt, he thought that the mixed flour and sweet flour of Porter fans and Tianman fans all stood up and immediately fought back.

Last year, porters, comics, Tianman and other words firmly dominated the list of hot search terms of Qianxun. I have been invited to do the program by foreign countries. Comic adapted films have won awards all over the world. There are also a number of themes favored by Hollywood, several theater version of animation, whether it is evaluation or box office, in the same period, are very important.

It makes people laugh to say that Tianman needs to use this inferior means to hype.

"So I'm so lucky that it's one in three hundred?"

Someone posted his ticket order on Weibo, obliterating his personal identity. Only the ticket verification code can be left.

"It looks like I'm lucky, too."

More and more people come out to sell tickets. According to statistics, excluding some spoof PS pictures, tens of thousands of people have come out to sell tickets. The fact of gold made the man's face swollen.

That person's doubt about Tianman may be his own hype. As a person in the entertainment industry, he needs to use some means to increase his exposure, no matter whether it is positive or negative. In short, as long as he can be famous.

If you look at it this way. His face was swollen, but his purpose was achieved.

It's a pity. After all, this method is only a small skill, and fame promotion is only temporary. Because of his speech, he offended a large number of fans. The song was ignored, and the sales volume was even worse. Because of his negative influence, some advertisements no longer let him speak for him, which almost ruined his career.

For this little star, no one paid any attention to him, most people's eyes were fixed on the group of ticket crazies.

"Upstairs, private chat, see your address, you are not in Yanjing, how to see the concert? Why don't you sell me the ticket? Your ticket is 894. I'll pay 9000 yuan! "

Tianman's tickets are divided into different grades according to their location, from 214 to 1096. This kind of ticket price, in terms of Tianman's reputation, is worthy of being well-known -- for netizens who have participated in countless concerts, it's like giving away for nothing.

In fact, he Chen also wanted to set up a special special seat for local tyrants, priced at 10032, which would have an impact on his image of being close to the people, so he gave up.

Seeing so many people drying tickets, the local tyrants who didn't get tickets were excited and immediately launched a money offensive.

But why do the enemy regard money as dirt: "cut, when I haven't seen money? In order to participate in this thank-you ceremony, I used all the company's annual leave! Once I missed the first Chinese Animation Festival of the porter God. This time, I will never miss the first animation concert! "

"Ninety thousand!" The local tyrant once again raised the price by 10 times, showing the domineering power of the ticket.

"Good, deal!" Without hesitation, the man gave up his moral integrity and replied immediately.

Sure enough, all the rejection just because the price is not enough.

Unfortunately, the local tyrant said angrily, "get out of here!"

It's really sb to spend 90000 to buy him, and the money at home is not from the strong wind. He can accept ten times as much as he can spend a hundred times, unless he's out of his mind - it's not just that ticket, there are so many people who are willing to sell it.This is the true portrayal of the concert tickets of the animation festival. It's hard to get one ticket.

The second time, there were 50000 pre-sale tickets, but there were as many as five million fans and scalpers who wanted to make a lot of money from these tickets.

In the face of such fierce competition, I wonder how anxious Mo Mo and Xu Yiru are.

Although the mobile phone can access the Internet, how can the signal of the mobile phone be better than that of the optical fiber?

In order to make sure that the tickets are secure, they have to go back to the dormitory equipped with optical fiber broadband and use the computer area to grab tickets.

If it's someone else's class, maybe they'll skip class. But this old man of art history seems kind, but in fact he's very strict. He's very strict in punishing absenteeism. Once he finds out, he'll never tolerate it. It's a trivial matter to fail a course. If it's serious, he'll be "dissuaded".

What's more, he called the roll before the end of class!

In the face of this crafty means, Mo Mo and Xu Yiru can only wait.

The class time is 11:45. It usually takes ten minutes to get back from the classroom to the dormitory. If you are in a hurry, you can shorten it to less than five minutes. You also need to turn it on, turn off everything that will affect ticket grabbing, and log on to the website.

All in all, to be on the safe side, it will take three minutes.

The old man's voice was slow and melodious, like a cup of strong tea. It's memorable.

But Mo Mo and Xu Yiru are not in the mood to taste tea. Watching time slip away. They felt their hearts beating.

After several decades of classes, the old man has been superb at grasping the time. Just after the roll call, the bell rings. The bell sounded like a bugle for a charge. Mo Mo and Xu Yiru picked up the books they had already packed up and rushed out of the classroom with the speed of 100 meters.

And almost half of the students. It's all the same reaction.

They go to a new comic major. All of them are fans of porters. Mo Mo and Xu Yiru want to go to a concert. Who doesn't want to go?

In the last half hour just now, almost everyone in the whole classroom was in the same mood as Mo Mo Mo and Xu Yiru!

They rush out of the classroom and rush to their dormitories. They don't ask each other much. Their purpose is the same, which means that these students will be their competitors for tickets!

"Well? What day is today? Why are they all running so fast? " The old man put away his book. When I put on my coat, I saw that there were still some students in the classroom. Asked with a smile.

"Ticket grabbing, Tianman's concert tickets are sold in advance at 12 o'clock. If they are late, they will be gone." The student replied, going out side by side with the teacher.

"Oh The teacher nodded. He didn't know about the concert, but Tianman knew that it was the most eye-catching person of Yanjing University in decades. It was estimated that it might be listed in the history of Yanjing University in the future.

He has the courage to innovate, to be a pioneer, to keep his true colors and to carry forward the Chinese culture in another way. He likes hechen very much. If there is any dissatisfaction, he is always painting when he is in his own class, which is very annoying.

However, seeing that he got full marks in every art history exam and never missed class, he let himself go. Anyway, he knew what he taught and didn't seem to need to learn anything from himself.

If my body and energy can support me to teach for another ten years, I may be able to see my students included in the textbook of art history.

Think about it, in the heart unexpectedly rose the long lost excitement.

"Why aren't you in a hurry? Don't you like Tianman? " He asked the students who followed him.

"How can it be!" Several people retorted with one voice, "if it wasn't for Tianman, we wouldn't go to this major at all!"

"So, did you get the tickets?" The old man asked again.

Several people looked at each other, then winked, as if to show off good things to people like children, said to the old man: "teacher, we tell you, you can not spread it!"

"It's not easy to grab this ticket, but the teachers in our weekly comic class are all assistants of the porter Dashen. They all get some tickets. We have a good relationship with Ye Xiaoyu, and we all cheat from him secretly... No, I beg for it."

Several people found that they had made a mistake and quickly changed their words. Then they scratched their heads at the teacher and gave a giggle.

The old man laughed and shook his head.

Mo Mo and Xu Yiru rush back to the dormitory. They are out of breath. They throw the book directly on the bed. Then they immediately turn on their respective computers and turn off all background programs, leaving only a browser.Open the booking page of pre-sale tickets, this page is dynamic display, do not need them to refresh.

In the middle of the page, there is a countdown.

"Amitabha! The God of the original porter will protect us, and we must be able to get tickets! "

Xu Yiru put her hands together and prayed devoutly to the porter's autograph on the table when she saw them mounted for the first time.

Mo Mo rubs his hands, breathes into his palm, moves his hands, speeds up blood circulation, and maintains the maximum flexibility of his hands.

As time goes by, the countdown is over, the interface refreshes automatically, and the green and white background gives people a comfortable feeling.

In the middle of the page is an option that says "book.".

Mo Mo and Xu Yiru wait for this moment to operate the mouse as fast as lightning.

The world seems to be still at this moment. Mo Mo listens to his heart beating.

Page Jump... Not "sold out"!

She entered the page to fill in the real name information!

"Ha ha ha! Xiaoru, I've got it

"Mo Mo, I've got it, too!"

They jumped up happily, hugged each other and cheered.

Thank you for coming（ Not finished, to be continued