76: Chapter 76 Signature in Hand

Chen Sheng proactively handed the cardboard box containing the T-shirts to the assistant, saying with a smile, "Please, go ahead."

However, after the assistant took the cardboard box, under the assistant's astonished gaze, Chen Sheng took a T-shirt from the top. Before the assistant could react, he had already quickly unwrapped it, holding it by the shoulders to spread it out fully, showing the design on the back to De Hua.

"Brother Hua, this design is a support graphic we created based on the character [XXX] you played in [XXXX] which was released recently, combined with your name. From a distance, it looks like [XXX], but up close, it's your name. What do you think?"

At this moment, Chen Sheng's tone and expression were just like a child showing off to an adult.

This scene actually made the assistant suppress the urge to smash the box in his hands directly onto Chen Sheng's head.

It wasn't that he was being overly sensitive.

It was simply that there were too many cases in the industry where small matters led to major disasters; a bottle of water, a photo, or even a rumor could ruin a celebrity's career.

But looking at it now, Chen Sheng really was just a fan.

This allowed him to let out half a sigh of relief; as for the other half, as long as Chen Sheng was still there, he would never be able to fully relax.

The assistant silently backed away a few steps, pulled all the T-shirts out of the box, and carefully checked if any dangerous items were hidden inside.

On the other side, after hearing this, De Hua immediately said curiously, "Let me see~"

De Hua put down his spoon, stood up, and looked at the T-shirt with his hand on his chin. After a few minutes, he walked a few steps closer to the T-shirt and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. "It really is."

Looking at Chen Sheng, he said with a certain tone, "You've put a lot of heart into this!"

"Haha!" Embarrassed by the praise, Chen Sheng scratched his head with an awkward laugh.

How could he not put heart into it!

This was for making money, after all.

Seeing Chen Sheng like this, De Hua waved him over. "Come over, let's have breakfast together."

"This..." Chen Sheng didn't know if he should actually eat this breakfast.

After all, having breakfast with a Heavenly King... in the past, he wouldn't even dare to dream of this. At most, he’d only bully the likes of Tianxian, Reba, Mengyan, or Da Lizi...

"Don't 'this' or 'that.' It's just breakfast delivered by the hotel. Don't be so stiff!"

"Alright! Thank you, Brother Hua."

After sitting down nervously, Chen Sheng glanced at De Hua beside him and tentatively made a request. "Brother Hua, um... could I take a photo with you? My whole family likes you, and I want to show it to my parents later..."

"No problem! How should we take it? Do I need to tidy up a bit?"

"No need, no need. You look great like this, Brother Hua, very down-to-earth."

Having received permission, Chen Sheng pulled out his phone and opened the camera, switching to the front-facing lens. He then extended his arm with one hand and subconsciously flashed a peace sign like many people do when taking photos. De Hua, who was behind him, also smiled and cooperatively flashed a peace sign.

With a "click," this moment was frozen in the frame.

Chen Sheng put his phone away and hurriedly thanked him. "Thank you, Brother Hua, thank you so much!"

"It's nothing!" De Hua patted his hands and said, "Hurry up and eat, or it'll get cold."

"Okay!"

Chen Sheng quickly picked up the breakfast on the table and stuffed it into his stomach in just a few bites.

You really couldn't blame him; the portions in high-end hotels—if you know, you know; it’s as if they’re terrified the guests might actually get full.

Fortunately, the assistant came over carrying the T-shirts at this time. Chen Sheng quickly pushed the tableware aside and worked with the assistant to unpack the T-shirts one by one.

Seeing this, De Hua also finished the rest of his breakfast in a few bites, then took a marker from the assistant. He took a T-shirt, and as he was about to start writing, he thought for a moment and asked, "How about I sign on the side with the design?"

"Brother Hua, anywhere is fine. Believe me, when I take these T-shirts back, they'll be thrilled to death."

Seeing this, De Hua said no more. He found a blank space next to the design and scribbled his artistic signature in a few strokes.

As De Hua finished signing one, Chen Sheng would fold it and put it back in the box, while the assistant on the other side would take out a new T-shirt and place it in front of De Hua. With the three of them cooperating, De Hua soon finished signing all twenty-four.

When he reached the last one, De Hua's pen stopped. He looked up at Chen Sheng and asked in a consultative tone, "I really like the design on these T-shirts. I wonder if you could give me one?"

"Brother Hua, of course! It's our honor that you like it," Chen Sheng replied with a quick nod.

"Then I'll keep this one." De Hua touched the design on the T-shirt again. The texture against his palm allowed him to tell that the material of the T-shirt was excellent.

Just now, a thought had suddenly occurred to him: he wanted to wear this T-shirt, which contained his fans' love for him, to participate in the program recording in Shu City. He wanted to use practical action to tell his fans that he felt their support.

This was the main reason he wanted to keep a T-shirt.

At this time, seeing that the signing was finished, the assistant spoke up, "Brother Hua, it's about time. When do you want to arrange for your makeup?"

The assistant seemed to be talking to De Hua, but his gaze never left Chen Sheng.

Chen Sheng understood; this was a push for him to leave.

He wasn't someone who didn't know how to read the room. He immediately quickened his movements, rapidly stuffing the T-shirts and packaging bags into the box. Then, picking up the box, he bid farewell to De Hua, "Brother Hua, I won't delay your work any longer."

"Sorry! The schedule is quite tight."

"It's fine, it's fine! We're already very happy that you could sign for us. Please get to your work, Brother Hua. I'll be going now."

Under Brother Hua's gaze and accompanied by the assistant, Chen Sheng walked out of the suite. Then, under the assistant's gaze, Chen Sheng entered the elevator. The moment the elevator doors closed, both Chen Sheng and the assistant let out a sigh of relief at the same time.

"Finally got it done!" Chen Sheng looked at the T-shirts messily stuffed into the box and couldn't help but laugh. "Haha~"

And once he started laughing, he couldn't stop at all. Consequently, from the hotel to the parking lot, he received quite a few strange looks along the way.

The owners of those looks were likely thinking—look, there's a crazy person here.

However, Chen Sheng ignored them all. At this moment, his eyes were filled with the image of ¥.

Arriving at the parking lot, he found his vehicle, opened the trunk, put the box in, and then stood there, refolding the T-shirts one by one and stuffing them back into their packaging bags.

When only the last one remained, Chen Sheng thought about it and made the same decision as De Hua; he wanted to keep this one.

After all, being able to interact with a celebrity in real life and even getting a photo and signature was a rare and very meaningful thing. If he didn't keep a souvenir, he would definitely regret it later.

Chen Sheng put the last T-shirt into its packaging bag and placed it in the back seat. Closing the trunk, Chen Sheng took out a cigarette and lit it. Only then did he realize that the hand lighting the cigarette was trembling slightly.

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