"Damn it! Why haven't that old man been dismissed yet!"

In the last morning class at Yenching University, in the art history class in the freshman year, an old man with a long hair and a young face tells the history of art in humorous words.

However, some people in the classroom were absent-minded.

Mo Mo and Xu Yiru sat in the last row, near the door, and Mo Mo kept taking out his cell phone to look at the time.

Xu Yiru likes art history very much because this old man’s lectures are very attractive and powerful. He can explain many things that seem very profound to others and use simple words to explain them clearly.

But today she gritted her teeth and looked at the old man.

Because, 12 noon today is the day when tickets are pre-sale online for the anime thank-you festival concert. How could the two of them missed this grand event as a porter?

This time it was the second pre-sale ticket. The first pre-sale ticket a week ago, with 30,000 tickets. It took less than 1 minute from the start to the end of the sale.

The two of them slowed down a little bit, and then they looked at the 0 on Yu Piao, and they were in tears.

There are many second- and third-rate singers with dark minds who speculate on Tianman with malicious intentions, believing that this is a hunger marketing hype. They have no plans to pre-sale and deliberately use this topic to expand the influence and popularity of the concert. In fact, the 30,000 tickets are fake, but the actual pre-sale is only 300.

“The porters need hype?”

Faced with the doubts, the sweet fans who thought that the porter fans and Tianman fans had mixed the noodles, stood up and immediately fought back.

For a whole year last year, porters, comics, and Tianman all firmly dominated the list of popular search terms for Qianxun. They were specially invited by foreigners to do programs. Comic adapted movies won awards everywhere around the world. Several themes were also popular in Hollywood, and several theatrical animations, both in evaluation and box office, played an important role in the same period.

It’s so funny to say that Tianman needs to use such inferior means to hype it up.

"So, I'm so lucky, it's actually that one-three percent?"

Someone posted their own booked ticket orders on Weibo, erasing their personal **. Only the verification code for verification can be left.

"It seems that I'm lucky, too."

More and more people came out to show off their tickets. According to statistics, excluding some spoof ps pictures, tens of thousands of people have already come out to show off their tickets. The fact that the person's face was swollen directly.

That person's doubts about Tianman may be a hype for himself. As a person in the entertainment industry, he needs to use some means to increase exposure, whether it is positive or negative, as long as he can become famous.

If we look at it from this perspective, although his face was swollen, his purpose was achieved.

Unfortunately, this method is just a small method after all, and his fame is only temporary. Because of his remarks, he offended a large number of fans, and the songs were ignored. The already sluggish sales volume was even more terrible. Some advertisements were no longer allowed to endorse him, which almost ruined his star journey.

No one paid attention to this little star, and most of them were staring at the group of ticket-showing monsters.

"Upstairs, private chat, look at your address. If you are not in Yanjing, how can you come to the concert? Why don't you sell the ticket to me? Your ticket is 894, and I will pay 9,000 yuan!"

Tianman's tickets are divided into different levels of ticket prices according to their position, from 214 to 1096. This ticket price is worthy of the reputation of Tianman's reputation - for netizens who have participated in countless concerts, it is like a free gift.

In fact, He Chen also wanted to set a special special seat for local tyrants, priced at 10,032, which would have an impact on his image of being close to the people, so he gave up.

Seeing so many people showing off their tickets, the local tycoon who had not obtained the tickets was excited and immediately launched a money offensive.

But the enemy regards money as dirt: "Tsk, when I haven't seen money? In order to participate in this thank-you festival, I used all the company's annual leave! I once missed the first Chinese Animation Festival by the Porter God. This time, I will never miss the first animation concert!"

"Ninety thousand!" The rich man once again increased the price by 10 times, and his domineering attitude towards the tickets was undoubtedly revealed.

"Okay, deal!" Without hesitation, the man abandoned his integrity and replied immediately.

Sure enough, all rejections were just because the price given was not enough.

Unfortunately, the rich man said angrily: "Get out!"

It would be true that he would spend 90,000 yuan to buy him. The money at home was not blown by the strong wind. He could accept it if he spent ten times, and he would spend a hundred times, unless his mind was filled with water - it wasn't just that ticket, there were so many people, and there were always people who would be willing to sell it.

This is a true portrayal of tickets to the anime thank-you festival concert, and it is hard to get a ticket.

The second time, there were 50,000 tickets in advance, but the fans who targeted these tickets and some scalpers who wanted to make money with these tickets were probably as many as 5 million.

Faced with such fierce competition, you can imagine how anxious Mo Mo and Xu Yiru are.

Although mobile phones can access the Internet, how good is the signal of the mobile phone? How can it compare to fiber optics?

In order to ensure that this ticket grabbing is foolproof, they must return to the dormitory equipped with fiber-optic broadband and use the computer area to grab tickets.

If it was someone else's class, they might skip the class. However, this old man in art history seems kind, but in fact he is extremely strict and punishes him for absent from class. Once he finds out, he will never tolerate it. Failing the subject is a trivial matter. In severe cases, he will face being "persuaded to withdraw".

What’s even more scammed is that every time he calls the name, he always before the end of get out of class!

Faced with this cunning method, Mo Mo and Xu Yiru could only wait.

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

It takes three minutes to be safe.

The old man's voice slowly and slowly, swaying, like a cup of strong tea, which makes people feel endless aftertaste.

But Mo Mo and Xu Yiru were in a hurry and had no mood to taste tea. Seeing the loss of time, they felt their hearts jump out.

After decades of class, the old man had a great grasp of time. As soon as he finished his name, the ringtone for the end of get out of class rang. This ringtone was like a horn of charge. Mo Mo and Xu Yiru picked up the books they had already packed up and rushed out of the classroom at a speed of 100 meters.

Almost half of the students responded the same way.

They are in the newly opened comics major, and all their classmates are fans of porters. Mo Mo and Xu Yiru want to go to the concert, but who doesn’t want to go?

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

They rushed out of the classroom and rushed towards their dormitories without asking each other much. Their purpose was the same, which meant that these students would be their competitors to grab tickets!

"Hey? What day is today? Why are they all running so fast?" The old man put away his book, put on his coat, and saw a few students slowly in the classroom. He asked with a smile.

"Ticket grabbing, Tianman's concert tickets are pre-sale at 12 o'clock, and it will be gone if it is late." The student replied, walking out side by side with the teacher.

"Oh!" the teacher nodded. He didn't know about the concert, but Tianman knew that he was the most eye-catching figure in Yenching University in decades. It is estimated that he may be included in the school history who's list in the future.

Dare to innovate, dare to be a pioneer, and always maintain his true nature and promote Chinese culture in another form. He likes He Chen very much. If he has any dissatisfaction, he is the guy who is busy drawing every time he takes his own class, which is very annoying.

However, because he scored full marks in every art history exam and never missed classes, he let himself go - anyway, He Chen, who he taught, understood, and it seemed that he didn't need to learn anything from himself.

If your body and energy can support yourself in teaching for ten years, you may be able to see your students included in the art history textbooks with your own eyes.

Thinking about it, a long-lost excitement arose in my heart.

"Then why aren't you in a hurry? Don't you like Tianman?" he asked to several students who followed him again.

"How is that possible!" Several people retorted in unison, "If it weren't for Tianman, we wouldn't have been to this major at all!"

"Then, have you grabbed the ticket?" the old man asked again.

Several people looked at each other, then shook their eyes, as if they were kids showing off good things to others, and said to the old man: "Teacher, we tell you, don't spread it randomly!"

"This ticket is not easy to grab, but the teachers in our comics class every week are the assistants of the porter god. They all got some tickets. We had a good relationship with Ye Xiaoyu, and we all secretly cheated from him... No, we asked for it."

Several people found out that they were wrong, so they quickly changed their words, then scratched their heads at the teacher and smirked.

The old man smiled and shook his head.

Mo Mo and Xu Yiru rushed back to the dormitory, but were already out of breath. They threw the book directly on the bed, then immediately opened their respective computers, turned off all background programs, leaving only one browser.

Open the ticket booking page for the pre-sale ticket for Thanks Festival. This page is displayed dynamically and does not require them to refresh.

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

"Amitabha! The former porter God bless us and we must be able to get the ticket!"

Xu Yiru clasped her hands together and prayed devoutly when they first met the porter when they saw them framed them.

Mo Mo rubbed his hands, vented his breath on his palms, moved his hands, accelerated blood circulation, and maintained the maximum flexibility of his hands.

Time passed by seconds, and the countdown was over, and the interface was automatically refreshed, and the green and white background gave people a comfortable feeling.

In the middle of the page, there is an option that says "booking".

Mo Mo and Xu Yiru waited for this moment, operated the mouse and clicked as fast as lightning.

The world seemed to be still at this moment, and Mo Mo listened to his thumping heartbeat.

Page jumps...not "sold out"!

She entered the page where she filled in her real name information!

"Hahaha! Xiaoru, I got it!"

"Momo, I got it too!"

The two jumped up happily, hugging each other and cheering.

Anime Thanksgiving Festival, we are here! (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!