Chapter 9 Secondhand Auction [Exclusive Autographed Photos of a Popular Male Star for Auction! ...]
Mo Ningzhi returned to the set with the gifts. Qin Weijin was taking a break, and the stylist was changing his clothes in preparation for the next shoot.
Where did the things come from?
Mo Ningzhi walked over with the gift in his arms. The pink cardstock partially obscured his view. He tilted his head and said, "It was sent by the fan club."
Qin Weijin immediately noticed the pink card with a blessing written on it on the fresh bouquet: "It's for you."
Mo Ningzhi remained noncommittal, put the gift down, and said, "Jin Ge's fans are very kind; this is just them extending their affection to me."
"You helped me, so I should thank you too," Qin Weijin said.
Mo Ningzhi glanced at him, then became interested: "Is it going to be implemented as a bonus?"
I thought you would want my autograph.
Mo Ningzhi paused for a moment: "..."
Do I look like a fool to you?
The makeup touch-up was finished, and Qin Weijin got up to change his clothes. He glanced down at Mo Ningzhi, who seemed rather displeased, and asked, "A true fan?"
After saying that, he gave a cryptic laugh.
Mo Ningzhi: "..."
Damn, I almost forgot about my alternate account.
He smiled and tried to smooth things over, "I thought Brother Jin didn't like autographs. In that case, I'll come to see Brother Jin later and ask you to sign a few more for me."
"Teacher Qin, we can begin."
In the distance, the director shouted loudly.
Qin Weijin said nothing more, got up and left.
...
The morning shoot went smoothly, with Qin Weijin getting most of the shots in one take. They had lunch at a nearby restaurant and then headed to the charity event in the afternoon.
Without Old Mushroom jumping around in the anti-fan group, the radicals quieted down considerably. Apart from simple complaints, they didn't come up with any more ideas to plan offline activities, so Mo Ningzhi and Qin Weijin were able to arrive at the event smoothly.
This is a charity event to raise funds for children in mountainous areas.
The venue was simply decorated with a huge vertical board that read "Warmth for Mountainous Areas, Love Accompanying Growth," a fundraising speech platform next to the stage, a microphone decorated with flowers, a red carpet on the ground, and several rows of benches neatly arranged below the stage.
The scene was simple but not shabby.
Qin Weijin's schedule was public knowledge; even before he arrived, his fans were already there, surrounding him with light sticks and banners. Before the event started, Qin Weijin, at the invitation of the organizers, posted information about the fundraising event on Weibo, generating some buzz.
At the same time, pre-recorded public service advertisements and promotional videos were released to increase the event's visibility.
Thanks to the efforts of many parties, this charity event was a large-scale event, and Mo Ningzhi even saw representatives from several influential official media outlets among the media personnel.
There have long been rumors in the anti-fan groups that Qin Weijin was just trying to gain fame and reputation, saying that his enthusiasm for public welfare was only to enhance his reputation. In addition, there are also accusations of fake public welfare, money laundering, and embezzlement.
There are too many allegations to list.
Mo Ningzhi took a closer look at the event.
Display boards at the edge of the venue featured photos of many impoverished children, their chapped and red faces beaming with bright eyes. Below each photo were the child's location, school, age, and class, and at the very bottom were numerous thank-you letters written in childish handwriting.
Mo Ningzhi took a photo and sent it to Li Yan.
Li Yan replied to the message shortly afterward.
[What's up, Mo Ge? Thinking about doing charity work again?]
Mo Ningzhi asked very directly: "Help me check out this event."
In what aspect?
【all. 】
This time, it took a long time for Li Yan to reply: 【There's nothing fishy going on. I checked. All the financial records over the years are public; every transaction is traceable, every single one is clear. What's wrong? Did the big reporter discover something amiss?】
【No. 】
"So you want me to investigate this thoroughly, from the heavens to the earth?"
A burst of applause rang out, and Mo Ningzhi looked up.
Qin Weijin strode onto the stage and took the microphone.
He was simply dressed in a low-key white tracksuit, his makeup and styling were natural and appropriate, and he exuded a very approachable aura. "Good afternoon, everyone, I am Qin Weijin. It is an honor to be the promotional ambassador for this event..."
After the brief speech, fans outside the venue waved their support signs.
The large screen displayed images of the harsh conditions in a mountain primary school, from muddy roads to broken desks and walls, from children's smiling faces to the potholed playground, vividly illustrating the difficult conditions in the mountainous area.
The atmosphere at the event was somewhat somber.
The host said, "We just saw the hardships in the mountainous areas in the video. Over the years, the foundation has built bridges and roads in the mountains. However, as the saying goes, 'It takes ten years to grow a tree, but a hundred years to cultivate a person.' For these children, education has become the top priority. I heard that Teacher Qin has personally visited these places and seen the local customs and culture. I wonder if you have any deep impressions or feelings about them?"
Mo Ningzhi was somewhat surprised.
Qin Wei Jin actually went to the mountainous area in person?
On stage, Qin Weijin stood tall and straight, holding the microphone for a moment before saying, "I have indeed been there, and the situation is even worse than I imagined. The video only shows a glimpse of life in the mountains. I have seen their damp and moldy quilts, slept in leaky houses, and heard the chirping of birds under the eaves... In addition, I have also felt the fresh mountain breeze and the lush green trees. I hope that children in the mountains can have a chance to leave the mountains and see the world outside. That's why I'm standing here as a goodwill ambassador, hoping that more people will hear the voices from the mountains."
After he finished speaking, there was a moment of silence in the audience, followed by thunderous applause.
Qin Weijin's speech lacked any particular skill; instead, he simply and directly presented the scene of the mountainous area to everyone, vividly and concretely depicting it in a way that prompted deep thought, even moving Mo Ningzhi.
After his speech, Qin Weijin donated 8.5 million yuan on the spot.
The phone vibrated again, and Li Yan sent an emoji.
Mo Ningzhi immediately took a picture of the donation channel and sent it over: "So many children can't afford to go to school, Mr. Li, won't you do something?"
[Li Yan]: ...
[Li Yan]: So you're so generous, you'll open my pocket too, huh? Fine, I'll donate as well, including your share.
[Li Yan]: Oh right, I forgot to tell you, I've sorted out that thing from last time. Your former boss is ruined, blacklisted by the entire industry, and he's already gone home and is living on his own. I heard that after this got out, his wife wanted a divorce, and the two of them are fighting at home every day.
By this point, Mo Ningzhi no longer cared about her former boss's fate, but she couldn't help but feel happy to hear that he was living such a miserable life.
After a few more words, the Qin-for-Jin event came to an end.
Mo Ningzhi put away her phone, took Qin Weijin's personal belongings, and got into the car. Xiao Guo and Xu Hangxing were chatting enthusiastically.
"Brother Jin, your speech just now was really great, I almost wanted to donate." Xiao Guo chuckled foolishly.
Qin asked Jin, "Did you donate?"
"I've donated it," Xiao Guo said, then added somewhat embarrassedly, "But I don't have much money, so I only donated three thousand. I'll donate more when I have more money in the future."
Xu Hangxing said, "That's enough. I only have 1,500."
"That's different, you have to support your family."
Mo Ningzhi put her belongings in the trunk, closed the door, and went back into the car. The seat next to Qin Weijin was still empty.
He had just sat down when he heard two dinging sounds.
Guo, the passenger in the front seat, exclaimed with delight, "Donors will receive feedback information? It's from the civil affairs department! I feel so proud of myself!"
Xu Hangxing: "I received it too."
Ding ding.
Mo Ningzhi's phone rang, and the screen lit up.
Qin Weijin glanced around and saw a familiar sender and the header, then looked further and saw a row of zeros.
He raised an eyebrow.
Xiao Guo said, "Ningzhi, so you donated too."
Mo Ningzhi knew immediately that the long string of zeros was Li Yan's work. He turned off the screen and hummed in agreement, "I did my best."
Upon hearing this, Qin Weijin turned to look at him, his expression somewhat complicated.
Mo Ningzhi, with her keen senses, turned her head and asked, "Is Brother Jin feeling unwell?"
"..." Qin Weijin calmly withdrew his gaze: "It's nothing."
It was already dark outside, and the streetlights were just coming on. Qin Weijin had no plans for the evening and was looking at the lights and shadows outside the window, intending to clear his mind.
"Brother Jin, could you please sign a few autographs for me?" Mo Ningzhi said.
Qin for Jin: "?"
When he turned around, Mo Ningzhi had already handed him a marker and several close-up photos, all of which showed his recent appearance. However, unlike typical online photos, these photos were excellent in terms of color, angle, and lighting composition, and each one captured him perfectly.
"Where did you get the photo?" Qin Weijin asked in surprise.
Mo Ningzhi: "I took the picture."
Qin for Jin: "..."
Xiao Guo and Xu Hangxing were also taken aback, and then watched in amazement at his photography skills.
Qin Weijin looked at Mo Ningzhi and, for the first time, doubted his intuition.
To be fair, Mo Ningzhi is nothing like a fan. She does things her own way and does whatever she wants, without the enthusiasm that fans usually show.
...But to say he isn't...
Why was he carrying a photo of him in his bag?
The carriage fell silent, and Qin Weijin analyzed him with a rather strange look in his eyes.
Mo Ningzhi narrowed her eyes.
...Did he just give himself away?
These photos were taken by Mo Ningzhi when he was an entertainment reporter. He forgot to delete them after leaving the company. After interviewing for an assistant position, he developed them and kept them in his backpack, waiting for the day when his disguise could no longer be concealed so he could save the day.
Bringing this up today is still quite appropriate.
After thinking it over, Mo Ningzhi couldn't find anything wrong. Relieved, she said, "Brother Jin, are you tired? If it's inconvenient, I'll ask you to sign it next time."
Qin told Jin, "It's alright, I'm not tired."
He lowered his head and quickly signed his name on several photos, his bold and elegant handwriting particularly beautiful.
"Do you want me to write something special?"
"To sign?" Mo Ningzhi shook her head: "No need. Thank you, Brother Jin."
After getting the autographed photo back, Mo Ningzhi rarely showed a smile. She took a careful picture with her phone, then sat to the side, tapping and clicking on the screen, looking very satisfied.
Qin Weijin thought to himself, "It seems I really misjudged him before."
This person must be his fan.
The reserved and understated type.
Um.
...
Qin Weijin returned home at 8 p.m.
Zhan Linzhou had a key to his house and had been waiting for him for half an hour. There were several thick scripts on the coffee table, so he must have come to discuss the arrangements for the next film.
Qin Weijin took off his coat and stretched his neck. "Why are you here so late? I'm off tomorrow morning. Let me catch my breath."
Zhan Linzhou, holding his phone without looking up, said, "I'd like to too, but the director is in a hurry. Here, I've already picked out these books on the table. Which one do you want?"
Qin Weijin currently has two dramas awaiting release, one of which has already entered the promotional period. With subsequent works to follow, it's time for him to choose a script and join a production team.
Qin Weijin casually draped his coat over the hanger, glanced at the number of scripts on the table, and asked in surprise, "So many, are you sure you've chosen them?"
“Of course. These scripts are all of good quality. The first two are adapted from two S-level novels, and the directing team is also good. However, they are period dramas. You haven’t filmed any period dramas since your comeback. Which one you choose is up to you…” Zhan Linzhou’s voice suddenly stopped.
Qin Wei Jin: "What's wrong?"
"Look at this." Zhan Linzhou jumped up from the sofa, his movement so big that he almost knocked Qin Weijin's nose off. "Is this your autographed photo? It's already being auctioned on a second-hand website, and the price isn't low, tsk tsk."
Qin Weijin lowered his eyes and looked over.
On a well-known secondhand platform, the photo he had just signed half an hour earlier was now neatly displayed on the product details page.
[Exclusive autographed photos of a popular male star at auction! A set of three photos plus luxurious packaging. In stock, available for immediate purchase with free shipping. Private photos can be taken after purchase, while supplies last. Limited quantity, first come, first served!]
Qin for Jin: "………………"
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