Luo Ding looked out of the car window, and saw young girls holding banners printed with photos of Duan Xiubo everywhere outside the airport. These fans had gathered together in groups of three and five and were talking and pointing at the exit. They were probably planning the pick-up which was to happen soon.
From the start of the preparation period, the sale of this EP was very well publicized.
The rest area was busy and staff holding clothes and equipment shuttled past in front of him. Though Luo Ding was dizzy looking at everything going on, it still felt better than staying in that lounge.
Zheng Kezhen probably lost a pound of flesh this time. Broadcasts during CCTV’s prime time has always been calculated by the seconds. This publicity footage was more than five minutes long and had been broadcasted back and forth after all the hot programs. If this was not a drama being supported by CCTV’s own allied Chinese-language station no amount of money would have been able to achieve this.
Carmen Clovis’s expression was a little bad and he glanced at Duan Xiubo with some embarrassment.
When Duan Xiubo arrived at the studio, Luo Ding happened to be recording his dance routine.
All the employees of “Fashion” were unprecedentedly busy.
Fashion magazine’s positioning had been very clear since its first publication. Luxury fashion, visual enjoyment, consumer beauty and vivid color. All these four characteristics in one publication caused the grade of the magazine to go up in no time.
Duan Xiubo sat cross-legged in the back seat of the car. While wearing a headset, he poked at the screen again to play the video.