lerbook Chapter 164 Fan Club
Chapter 164 Fan Club
Chapter 164 Fan Club
The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the car window into the taxi.
Wang Xianjiao sat comfortably in the back row, watching the scenery outside the window change constantly. Her gaze unconsciously passed through the guardrail and landed on Yu Huan's profile.
The brim of his baseball cap covered half of his forehead, revealing the sharp angles of his profile.
Wang Xianjiao was in an exceptionally good mood. As the saying goes, good things come to those who are in high spirits. At the Friday night party, she officially took over her work and was greeted with enthusiastic applause from her colleagues.
After get off work, I immediately took my boss to chase after a celebrity. This feeling...
Who in the family understands?
Through these days of interaction, Wang Xianjiao realized that the leader was actually very approachable and down-to-earth in private.
This made her less reserved and more at ease when facing her superiors.
At this moment, she looked excited and joked without any restraint, "Brother Yu, does your boyfriend know you're going to pick him up at the airport?"
Without hesitation, Yu Huan replied, "I don't know."
These three words have a double meaning.
But to Wang Xianjiao, it meant something completely different.
OK!
You, a leader with thick eyebrows and big eyes, are actually secretly chasing after celebrities behind your partner's back!
Wang Xianjiao glanced at the leader and saw him pinch the brim of his hat and pull it up slightly. This action made his face more clearly exposed in the orange-yellow afterglow, and his angular features seemed to be plated with a layer of golden luster.
I couldn't help but sigh: the leader is indeed a leader; even such a small gesture reveals his extraordinary temperament.
She took a brown face mask out of her backpack and handed it to her boss through the gap in the taxi's partition: "Brother Yu, here's a mask for you. You can wear it when you get to the support event."
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan turned her head slightly, patted her coat pocket lightly, and indicated, "Thank you, I brought my own."
"Oh, I see." Wang Xianjiao nodded.
Because offline fan meetings involve a lot of media and fans taking pictures, many fans choose to wear masks to avoid their faces being distorted in the corners of the camera lens.
And as a leader within the system, one must be even more mindful of one's image.
As a seasoned fan herself, Wang Xianjiao was naturally familiar with the process and specially arranged the necessary equipment for her boss.
She never expected that the leader would have to be fully dressed, with both a mask and a baseball cap.
At 5:16, the taxi came to a steady stop on the curb.
"Brother Yu, I'll pay." Wang Xianjiao glanced at the meter and, without waiting for the driver to speak, quickly took out money from her backpack to pay the fare.
"Let me do it."
Yu Huan, however, quickly handed the driver a twenty-yuan note and took the five-yuan change. After thanking the driver, he got off the bus.
Seeing this, Wang Xianjiao hurriedly opened the car door and followed.
She adjusted the straps of her backpack and said to him as they walked, "Brother Yu, I'll buy the airport bus tickets."
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan suddenly stopped in her tracks.
He took out his wallet, pulled out a twenty-yuan note, and added the five yuan change the driver had given him, then handed it to Wang Xianjiao.
If my memory serves me right, the airport bus ticket should cost 25 yuan.
Wang Xianjiao paused, her mouth twitching slightly, and said, "Brother Yu, I meant please take the bus."
"Take it, I'll cover the taxi fare. Didn't you prepare light boards and posters for me?" Yu Huan smiled and forcefully stuffed them into her hand.
As he took a step, he quickly and efficiently pulled a mask from his coat pocket and put it on.
Wang Xianjiao had no choice but to catch up with Yu Huan's pace, taking two steps at a time.
Yu Huan looked up and saw three airport buses neatly parked in front of the Shanshui Hotel.
He glanced at Wang Xianjiao beside him and saw that she was staring intently at her phone screen, her fingers flying across the QQ group.
Group name: Susu's Star City Saplings.
"Lin You—"
Yu Huan had just uttered two words when he suddenly realized he should use his wife's stage name at this moment, so he immediately changed his mind and said:
"Lin Su's fans are called Little Saplings?"
While watching her step, Wang Xianjiao checked her phone, contacting members of the temporary airport pickup team. She replied quickly, "Yes."
Stop in the parking lot.
The surrounding area was filled with groups of people walking in twos and threes.
Seeing that Wang Xianjiao was busy, Yu Huan didn't say anything to disturb her.
A moment later, Wang Xianjiao raised her head, loosened one of the shoulder straps of her backpack, and quickly unzipped it.
She said with a grin, "I have two light signs here, one says 'Susu, fly with confidence' and the other says 'Saplings will always be with you.' When I picked Susu up from the airport before, I was holding one in each hand. Brother Yu, which light sign do you want?"
Yu Huan said without changing her expression, "I want Su Su to fly with peace of mind."
Upon hearing this, Wang Xianjiao deftly pulled out a small rectangular light sign and quickly adjusted the straps of her backpack.
She held the light sign to her chest and said with a smile, "Brother Yu, I'll give it to you at the airport, so it won't be troublesome to carry it now."
"it is good."
Yu Huan's gaze swept over the light sign in Wang Xianjiao's hand. The LED beads formed the words "May the seedlings always be with you," but it was not lit.
As soon as Wang Xianjiao raised her light sign, a young girl with a bob haircut came bounding over with a look of delighted surprise. "Sister Jiaojiao, is that you?!" The girl's voice was filled with barely suppressed excitement.
Wang Xianjiao sized up the girl who looked like she wasn't even an adult yet, a hint of doubt on her face: "You are—?"
He had just opened his mouth.
The young girl couldn't wait to introduce herself: "I'm Xiaoya!"
"Xiaoya!" Wang Xianjiao's face instantly lit up with excitement. She put her arm around Xiaoya's shoulder, clearly a good friend of hers online: "I didn't know you were so young! I thought you were a college student!"
Yu Huan also glanced at the girl.
She was wearing a light brown down jacket on top and dark blue pants on the bottom, which looked exactly like school pants.
Like Wang Xianjiao, she carried a backpack, but her backpack was clearly the kind of large-capacity schoolbag used by students.
"I'm a senior in high school now!" Xiaoya hugged Wang Xianjiao tightly, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
She glanced curiously at Yu Huan, who was tall and strong, standing next to her. He was wearing a hat and a mask, which covered most of his face, except for his bright eyes.
"Sister Jiaojiao, is this Susu's male fan?" Xiaoya asked curiously, her eyes lingering on Yu Huan.
“That’s right.” Wang Xianjiao nodded with a smile.
"Wow, as expected of Susu, her male fans are of such high quality, and they're so tall! They must be at least 1.85 meters tall!"
Yu Huan stood aside. As Lin Su's husband, he originally wanted to ask Xiao Ya in a caring and tactful way whether she was over eighteen years old, but he swallowed the words back.
At this moment, three more little girls arrived one after another. They chattered around Wang Xianjiao and began to recognize her as a relative.
Yu Huan looked around. Including him, there were six people in total. There was one person who hadn't arrived yet.
The girls were all quite young, clearly untouched by the harsh realities of life; their eyes still shone with youthful energy and vitality.
Wang Xianjiao is already considered an older sister.
She could tell from the fact that the leader didn't say much that he didn't seem to want to get along with her.
Whenever a young woman asks about matters related to her boss, such as his nickname in the group chat, Wang Xianjiao can easily steer the conversation away from him.
These naive young girls are easy prey.
After the introductions, the girls chatted about Lin Su from every angle, calling her "Su Su" this and "Su Su" that. They could interpret a tiny gesture in a hundred thousand ways and begin to experience a mental climax.
Yu Huan clicked his tongue in amazement.
As a man who has slept with her, to be honest, I never discovered that she had so many inexplicable shining qualities.
No wonder celebrities in the entertainment industry don't pay taxes they should, and they sleep with people they shouldn't.
He was worshipped like an idol on an altar, and people imagined him as a perfect person. Even Nicholas Zhao Si would be tempted to sleep with his fans.
Suddenly.
A chubby boy wearing black-rimmed glasses walked over hesitantly, as if he had found his tribe, but he didn't dare to approach the group of chattering girls.
He timidly ran up to Yu Huan, looked up and asked, "Is everyone going to pick up Lin Su at the airport?"
Yu Huan said, "Yes."
"Oh..." the chubby boy responded, seemingly unsure of what to say.
The organizer, Wang Xianjiao, looked him over curiously and asked, "You must be Yun Chang?"
The chubby boy nodded shyly, a hint of embarrassment on his face.
"Uh..." Wang Xianjiao rubbed her forehead, somewhat speechless. "Yun Chang, you chat so enthusiastically in the group, why don't you dare to speak in real life?"
Xiao Ya, who was holding her arm, looked at Yu Huan and interjected, "And this male fan, he doesn't say much either."
“We call this social anxiety,” Yu Huan said, noticing that the airport bus had already started to depart. She quickly stepped forward, saying, “Everyone’s here, time to go.”
A slightly chubby girl watched his tall, slender figure stride away, her fists clenched and raised to her cheeks, her eyes sparkling with amazement:
Wow, the male fan is so aloof!
Judging from his height, demeanor, exposed eyebrows and eyes, and prominent nose, he must be a very handsome man!
Seeing the girl's infatuated reaction, the chubby boy scratched the back of his head, regretting that he should have worn a hat and mask too.
There weren't many passengers on the airport shuttle bus; they were scattered around.
The seven members of the airport pickup team squeezed into the right rear of the bus. Yu Huan and Xiao Pang sat side by side in front of the five girls.
Yu Huan was wearing a baseball cap, her head resting slightly against the bus window, swaying gently with the bus's bumps.
The carriage was relatively enclosed, and various strange smells gathered in my nose through the mask.
Just as he was about to fall asleep, he was swaying unsteadily.
Laughter came from behind: "To be honest, being a fan of the work is just a facade. I'm actually a fan of Su Su's mother!"
Yu Huan immediately perked up as she listened to the conversation of Lin Yourong's fan club.
If you're talking about that, then I won't be sleepy anymore!
So-called "mommy fans" are like mothers who worry about their children all day long. They view their idols from a mother's perspective and care about their idols' daily lives.
A more obvious sign of madness is sending warm greetings from afar, saying things like "Mom loves you," and referring to idols as "baby," "treasure," or "my XX," etc.
At the same time, a significant number of people enjoy creating fan-made pairings and shipping couples.
"Mommy fans" are the main force behind fan wars, and even though they rank second in terms of combat power, their numbers are still astonishing.
"Sister Jiaojiao, you know me well. I often post Susu's beautiful photos in the group, and you all say I'm a fan of her looks. Well, I'll just be frank," Xiaoya said somewhat shyly, "I'm actually a female fan of Susu..."
Yu Huan couldn't help but turn around to look at their conversation, her gaze lingering on Xiao Ya's youthful face in the back row.
(End of this chapter)