"A letter?"
Ian stood up, a little dumbfounded.
He had never received a letter in the past few years, right?
Ever since he had transmigrated ten years ago, he had discovered that his parents had already sacrificed to the heavens and that his powers were boundless. After he retired seven years ago, he had never received a letter.
"That's rare. Thank you."
The postman took the letter and left.
After seven years of retirement, Ian was no longer as popular. At least he didn't have to worry about being surrounded by people when he walked on the streets with a mask on.
Ian personally opened it!
"The signature is…Qi Zimeng?"
"Which girl is it?"
The memory of seven years of being sealed away came flooding back like a tide. It was the night before he retired, when he held a fan meeting.
That day, the leader of his fan club, this little girl…
"It's quite fun to think about it.”
"However, she actually found me?”
Should he look or not?
Fan letters…
Fine, I'll just look at it and reminisce about the good times back then.
Ian stretched and lay back down.
"Do you want to know why I retired?”
He guessed the contents of the letter…
Why did he retire? Because he liked a plain life, a peaceful day, the afternoon sun in winter, and the days when the autumn wind blew, fishing and sleeping by the river...
Do you know about Nara Shikamaru?
Ian's leisurely personality was the strengthened version of this guy.
Therefore, he retreated.
With enough money to support the rest of his carefree life, he naturally did not have to be busy.
Therefore, he opened this 'ordinary museum' to collect people's 'stories.' There were not many people who came on a normal day, but it did not matter. He preferred this kind of peace…
Rip.
Tearing open the envelope, he gently poured it out…
He originally thought that it was a letter from a young girl expressing her thoughts and longing, but when he saw the items poured out of the envelope, Ian was stunned.
……
This was a beautifully crafted ticket!
Ian's exquisite bust was printed on the ticket. He was holding a microphone and singing loudly.
At the top, a line of large words stunned Ian.
Ian's tenth-anniversary concert!!
What the f * ck?
Σ(⊙▽⊙a？？？？
What…What the hell?
Ian was completely dumbfounded.'My ten-year-anniversary concert ticket?' Since when did I have a concert?
Looking at the time, it was five days later, which was April 20th…
Location?
The Capital City Bird's Nest!
F * ck…
At this moment, Ian's mind was buzzing. He had no idea what was going on…
"Shouldn't this be the love words of my little fan? How did it become a concert ticket? And it's my own concert?”
"Are you crazy?"
He flipped to the back of the ticket and finally saw a few lines of words.
Handwritten, very elegant…
"Ye-ge, I'm sorry to disturb your life.
However, I really hope that you can come.
To all the fans who love you."
"I…"
Ian held his forehead with his hand and gradually understood something.
And then…
This fellow turned on his phone and searched for 'Ian's 10th anniversary concert'. In the end, he realized that the search results were exploding!
The first one was the current number one young hunk, Luo Kun, dissing Su Ye's 10th anniversary concert…
The second was a link to sell concert tickets.
"I…"
Ian cursed,"Using my name to sell tickets and earn money without my consent is an act of copyright violation. It's illegal."”
He wanted to click on the second message, but he clicked on the first one instead…
Mm, my hand slipped, my hand slipped.
……
It was another video of Luo Kun's interview. The young hunk sat in front of the camera with exquisite and beautiful makeup.
"Hello, Luo Kun."
"Hello!"
"I heard that your album,'J. You're Too Beautiful,' will be released on April 20th. I wish you all the best in advance.”
"Thank you, but I didn't just hear about it, it's true. Moreover, pre-orders have already started, and all major music platforms can pre-order in advance. My fans, please support me, and there's a discount for pre-orders!”
" Wow, then we're all in luck…"
The interviewer was obviously a 'professional.' After chatting and bragging, the topic changed.
"However, I heard that Ian, who used to be known as the 'shining star',' representative of ancient fashion', and 'godfather of online music', will also hold his ten-year-anniversary concert on this day.”
"Many people say that Ian is targeting you, Luo Kun. What do you think of this?”
"Haha."
Luo Kun smiled. Perhaps, but he obviously thought too highly of himself.”
"I heard that the tickets for his concert will be on sale tomorrow morning at 10 am. Unfortunately, I wonder if they can sell one-tenth of them?”
"To be honest, if he's outdated, let him go. Isn't it good to leave behind the myths and legends of the past? Why did you have to come back?"
"I'm afraid that his legend will be destroyed once he returns.”
"You mean…he's not as good as you?”
"Hehe, I didn't say that, but…everyone's eyes are bright, right? Furthermore…the final sales figures were enough to explain everything.”
……
Seeing this, Ian dropped the video.
Emmmmm……
What should he say?
He shook his head and smiled.
Ian did not say anything.
With these things…it was useless to say anything. He could not use his brain to talk to them at all!
Angry?
Not to the extent of…
A dog bit me, and I have to bite back?
Their pursuits were different, and their state of mind was no longer on the same level.
Then, Ian clicked on the second search result, which was the website for Ian's tenth-anniversary concert ticket sales…
"Speaking of which, the video was from yesterday. In other words, the tickets will be on sale at 10 am this morning, which is two minutes later?”
It was now 9:58!
"Oh? It was actually an independent ticketing website?!”
After a simple observation, Ian was slightly surprised.
It wasn't based on a shopping website, nor was it a professional ticketing website. It was an independent website!
This website only had one function: selling tickets! Selling tickets to Ian's tenth-anniversary concert.
But the point is, I didn't agree to hold this concert.
Ian was about to call customer service to stop the copyright violation…
However, he saw a couplet hanging beside him.
"All the ticket sales from this concert will be used to establish the Ian Smith Foundation.”
"We hope to use this money to help more people overcome their difficulties and overcome the disease.”
Ian was speechless.
"So, you don't want to make a profit?"
Not making a profit…then there was nothing wrong with that!
Ian gave up on the idea of making a call.
But…
He was really curious now…
I'm a living person sitting here perfectly fine. Who's going to sing at this 10th anniversary concert?
Find someone who looks like me?
Or will you kidnap me when the time comes?
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