Her words eliminated any hesitation on Qin Guan's part.
The crowd was suddenly enlightened. They all began to loosen their scarves and take out their handkerchiefs.
Before the manager could approach to help Qin Guan, they had all lined up.
What should I do now? Forget it, I’ll just get in line.
As the only man present, the manager walked to the end of the queue. Luckily, I have a white handkerchief in my pocket.
Qin Guan signed fast, and the customers did not idle around. After a close contact with their idol, they expressed their gratitude politely and left.
The girl kept chattering, making the process more fun.
"Oh, still two girls left! Your signature is good, though the Chinese characters are not easy to read. That's okay. All star signatures are illegible. Should I give you my card? Your industry is quite different from mine, but you can call me if you need to. As they say, the more friends you make, the more roads you take..."
