"Zhang Tie, I love you! I want to have your children!"
The one shouting this was a male fan at least two meters ten tall, his entire body knotted with bulging muscles.
To be honest, before today, Zhang Guangmu had never imagined such a possibility—that among his fans, there was actually a brawny man even more hulking than Old Zhao.
Zhang Guangmu was completely dumbfounded.
"..."
This has to be an extremely unlikely event, right?
But...
The other man's statement was just too damn absurd!
He had to be joking...
With just one sentence, that fan had completely stunned Zhang Guangmu on the spot.
The good news was that the vast majority of onlookers were normal people, and their enthusiastic reactions remained within Zhang Guangmu's tolerance.
"Oh my god! It's actually Mu Zai himself! Honey, come quickly! Isn't that 'The World Knows' your favorite of his works?"
"Damn! Fortress Lord Tian Guang! He's actually from our Liufeng County too? Son, weren't you a die-hard fan of the Fort Master?"
"Who is that? I never follow celebrities... Hiss! Oh my god! It's actually the Crimson Lotus Lord! Why didn't you say so earlier? I'm coming right now! Dad! Hurry, hurry, hurry! Help me take a group photo! I'm going to show it off in my class group later!"
That was why people who could make everyone fall completely silent with a single sentence were so rare!
This normal world could still make people feel its warmth.
During the two hours he spent cooperating with the Liufeng County authorities on their promotional campaign, some people called Zhang Guangmu the World Rewriter, some called him the Cold Light Human King, and others called him the Great Sage, Teacher of the Virtuous.
In short...
There were very few people who didn't know him. They