Jiang Jiusheng was a little distressed, and asked Mo Bing again: "What about interaction? Wouldn't frequent interaction enhance the relationship?"
Mo Bing directly denied: "If there is no sense of mystery, it will be over."
"..."
What he said seemed to make sense, Jiang Jiusheng gave up the idea of calling Shi Jin again, and changed his mind: "Then do you want to give a gift? Create a little surprise or something." She saw that other artists did this, Su Qing's fan maintenance is very good.
Mo Bing affirmed her idea: "Fan benefits can be available, but it is not suitable for too frequent."
Jiang Jiusheng immediately replied, "Once a day?"
What kind of fan needs to send benefits every day
"..." Mo Bing choked, when did Jiang Jiusheng care so much about fan management? She was a little caught off guard, and quickly corrected her artist's aggressive thinking, "Once a month."
"oh."
She seemed a little disappointed.
Mo Bing was baffled: "Shengsheng, you're a little strange." Well, what a sudden fan surprise.
Jiang Jiusheng was also irrefutable.
Indeed, she had never felt like this before. This feeling was like a soft needle pierced in her heart, numb and itchy, so strange that she was a little helpless. She felt that what was said on the Internet was quite correct, such things as affection, calm and aggressive, she didn't know when she broke her heart, but she realized that her heart was involuntary after realizing it.
She has never done this to anyone, this is an area she is not familiar with and not good at.
With a lot of thoughts, she couldn't make sense of it, so she just made up a reason to fool Mo Bing: "I read a post called Idol's Awareness and Cultivation, and it talked about fan maintenance."
Mo Bing was very pleased: "You can read more posts like this in the future."
Jiang Jiusheng hung up the phone and read a bunch of posts on how to retain fans, all kinds of posts, the one she was most interested in was - what should an artist do if he wants to be a fan
After reading it, Jiang Jiusheng pondered for a long time, then took out her mobile phone, picked a refined and unpublished photo from the album, and it was also the only photo of her showing her full back, hesitated, and sent it to Shi Jin.
Shi Jin's WeChat is his phone number, and his circle of friends is blank.
After posting the photo, Jiang Jiusheng deliberately edited four words and sent it: fan benefits.
Soon, Shi Jin replied: very beautiful.
Jiang Jiusheng smiled and rubbed Bomei's head: "Mama will buy you the most expensive dog food?"
"Wow!"
Ah, awesome!
"Wow!"
Didn't you return your sister yesterday
"Wow!"
Forget it, imported dog food is still important.
On the other side, Shi Jin stared at the photo for a long time, kissed through the screen, and set it as the desktop of the mobile phone, and then looked at it for a long time before making a call.
"Catkins."
Shi Jin read a name with a slight chill in his voice: "Send this woman's information."
At nine o'clock in the morning, Jiang Jiusheng took Bomei to the pet shop it often went to. Before entering the shop, Bomei recognized the place and refused to go in. Jiang Jiusheng coaxed him with two pieces of bone-shaped jerky go in.
Pushing open the door, I saw a lot of people in the lobby of the pet shop. Jiang Jiusheng walked over with Bomei in his arms. When he got closer, he heard someone arguing. This store is a high-end pet center, and the customers are either rich or expensive, so it is rare to see such a crowd.
Two girls, about the same height, one is holding the cat and the other is leading the cat.
The one being led was a little native cat. Its owner was dressed very plainly, with a white T in the denim jacket and a bunted hair, very cute.
The little girl was smiling and apologizing: "Yes, yes, my little bastard is too ignorant, so I'll train him right away." Then, she turned around and trained the little native cat in her hand, "You little bastard, are you okay? Shame, how can you fight in the field casually, what if you make the belly of the mother cat bigger?"