Chapter 92 Unqualified Fans

"Oh, the house on the third ring road..."

Zhou Jiayan chatted with Si Miao about the quality and cost-effectiveness of the house in Sanhuan for a while, and finally came to a conclusion: it is a bit of a loss to buy now, it is better to wait and see in the second half of the year.

"It doesn't matter," Si Miao shook her head, "My mother takes this child very seriously. The third ring road is close to the sister-in-law's company. If you take less bus and subway, you will be less risky. Besides, my brother can also take care of his sister-in-law when he comes over. Separation is not the answer."

Zhou Jiayan didn't have a home, so he had a headache when he heard these short things among parents, he answered silently, and only said, "If you don't have enough money, find me."

"Well, it should be enough now, and I'll find you when it's not enough to buy a house in the fall."

Si Miao never let his friends suffer in his work. The last time he repaid the money, he paid an extra 10,000 in interest. Zhou Jiayan was shocked: "What, do you want to buy a house in the fall?"

"Yeah," Si Miao said, "I want Wei Wei to come to our preschool class in September to get used to the atmosphere of school in advance. I heard that a good preschool class requires campus rooms to enter, and I have to earn another set of campuses. house."

Zhou Jiayan sighed.

Si Miao: "So you take over the work for me. I'm not afraid of being tired. When the two houses are finished, I'll take a good rest for a while."

"Take a break today and tomorrow, but I don't see when you really take a break... Forget it, I'll keep an eye on your house and work for you," Zhou Jiayan didn't want to talk, and changed the subject, "I heard you I bought a watch during the day and took it out to appreciate it”

Si Miao: "I can't take it, I didn't buy it for myself."

Zhou Jiayan looked at him for a long time, then "cut": "I knew it."

"how do you know"

Zhou Jiayan hummed, "You're not the one who can buy things for yourself."

At this time, Song Yang came over with two cups of coffee, and Zhou Jiayan patted Si Miao on the shoulder: "If you have money, change your phone."

After he finished speaking, he went back to his side and sat down. Song Yang stopped a step away and handed the coffee to Si Miao: "I didn't bother you, did you?"

Si Miao shook her head, so Song Yang sat back next to Si Miao again, and the two chatted while drinking coffee. The cameraman saw that the footage was coming, turned on the camera and placed it on a tripod, and the camera was always aimed at them.

The next stop is Paris to Washington, this time not as long as last time, but also nearly nine hours.

Something went wrong before boarding the plane - Song Yang's fans knew that he was at Charles de Gaulle Airport, and he brought a banner and formed a team to see him off. A group of girls hugged them. They were of good quality. They didn't squeeze or do anything. They kept pointing the camera at Song Yang's face and kept asking questions.

"Little sheep, are you having fun this time?"

Song Yang: "I'm very happy, it's just a vacation."

"Are you used to eating here? Would you be afraid to sleep by yourself at night?"

Song Yang: "The food is good, but I still miss the soup dumplings. I don't sleep by myself at night, I share a room with Xiao Si."

Fans shouted, Song Yang covered his ears and laughed: "What are you doing?"

"My fan's seedling CP is finally getting candy!" A girl shouted the loudest, and her excitement broke, "I've been waiting for half a year ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Si Miao walked beside her with her head lowered, and she couldn't help laughing when she heard the words. If you think about it, from the filming of "Cohabitation" in August last year to the end of April, in the past eight months, he and Song Yang have never collaborated in the same frame, except for a simple chat on WeChat. There are CP fans who have been waiting for it, it's so... true.

Because "Travel" is still being filmed and there is no Reuters, fans of the interaction between Si Miao and Song Yang a few days ago did not know.

In fact, Si Miao doesn't like to fry CP, because he thinks Song Yang is good and plays with Song Yang. He didn't realize this problem a few days ago, but now he knows, and quietly took a few steps back.

Lisa was afraid that Si Miao would be crushed, so she came over from behind and protected Si Miao behind her.

Song Yang was busy answering fans' questions just now and didn't pay attention to the situation around her. Yu Guang saw that the person walking on his right had turned into a small woman, her smile stopped for two seconds, then the corners of her mouth widened, she stretched out her hand to pull Si Miao back, and said with a smile, "Sister Lisa, don't worry, I can protect it. Good little brother."

Not anymore! Boyfriend is too powerful! Fans screamed more than a wave: "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!"

It was difficult to enter the security check. Because of Song Yang's fans, the guests boarded the plane late and tired. While resting, they sighed that the current fans are too crazy, and the lamb is so good-natured. In their era, fans who slapped the camera on the star's face would be driven away by the bodyguards.

Song Yang smiled and explained, "Without them, I wouldn't be where I am today."

Song Yang was born in a talent show. Whether he can make his debut or not and how far he develops after his debut depends on the fans. He can be said to be the direct beneficiary of the fan economy. But this is also a constraint. Before he can gain a firm foothold, or before he has a few masterpieces, he must try his best to please fans.

This is why he can talk and laugh freely in the face of countless long and short guns from fans. Si Miao thought to herself, there are not many people in the world who would like to be treated like this, at least he can't be as nonchalant as Song Yang.

Fortunately, Mousse is sensible, or it is fortunate that he is not as popular as Song Yang, so he doesn't have to face such troubles. Si Miao felt a little distressed for Song Yang and whispered, "Little sheep, take a good rest for a while."

"Are you caring about me?" Song Yang grimaced, very handsome, "Then I'll listen to you."

Wen Yan Si Miao frowned, feeling that it would be better to talk about some things first. I looked around and found that everyone was doing their own thing, no one noticed them, so after a moment of deliberation, he said, "Little sheep, there is something I need to talk to you about."

"It's so formal, I'll wash my ears and listen," Song Yang turned to his side, his eyes serious, "Tell me, brother."

Si Miao is straightforward: "My company and I don't want to accumulate popularity in the form of CP speculation, thank you for your kindness."

Song Yang has 20 million fans and Si Miao has 5 million, and the difference in popularity is four times. It is self-evident who the CP beneficiaries are when they are really hyped. Si Miao can even think of what will be said on the Internet after the show is broadcast.

CP fans must be cute and ooh. Needless to say, Song Yang's only fans are afraid to spray him and post hype. And whether to see him for liking or to spray him, it can bring him some traffic and exposure. There is a degree of discussion and a topic, which is better than no one cares.

Although Si Miao wasn't sure what Song Yang's intention was for dragging him to fry CP, it was clear that he would not suffer no matter what.

Song Yang's expression remained unchanged, and said, "Do you really think I want to fry CP with you?"

The sound of his words was not loud. It happened that the plane encountered severe turbulence, and Si Miao couldn't hear it clearly for a while.

After the plane stabilized, Si Miao asked, "Little sheep, what did you just say? I didn't hear it."

"If it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if you don't listen..."

Song Yang lowered his eyelids and instantly put on a pitiful face, "Brother Xiao Si, why don't you want to play CP with me, is it because I'm not good enough to sing or dance well enough?"

"Neither," Si Miao shook his head and smiled, "I have someone I like. The problem is on my side, you don't have to belittle yourself."

Song Yang looked at him and said nothing.

This child is young, energetic and courageous, and his ambition is written all over his face when he works. Who would have thought that when he is not working, he looks like a tame rabbit.

Facing this rabbit, Si Miao felt that his actions were almost ruthless, but he had to do it. He raised his hand to help Song Yang straighten his curled hair, and said as calmly as possible: "Frying CP when you have someone you like is no different from fooling fans, and it's not fair to the person in your heart, don't you think? "

"That person in my heart..." Song Yang murmured, pulling the corners of his mouth and smiling, "Is that so."

Probably all Song Yang's itinerary was leaked, and a large number of fans came to pick him up at Washington Airport. Obviously, the organization of fans here is more formal. They didn't approach Song Yang, but stood on both sides in an orderly manner, humming his new song together and cheering him on.

Some fans would also greet other guests, asking them to take care of themselves and take care of Song Yang by the way. The guests were very moved, and they all agreed with them while waving.

Si Miao still went with Song Yang. If you don't fry CP, you won't fry. Their good friend relationship is still the same. When he reached the security checkpoint, Si Miao heard a female voice calling him, "Little Prince!"

Si Miao hadn't heard the title for a long time, stunned for a moment, then nodded at her: "I will take good care of the lamb."

"No!" The female voice was a little anxious, "I'm your fan!"

Speaking of which she shook the thing in her hand, Si Miao looked down and saw that it was a light sign with the word "Miao Miao" written on it.

He didn't expect to see his fans abroad at all, so he stopped, took off his hat, and asked her with a smile, "How long have you been waiting here?"

"It was a little later than the fans of Song Yang next door, so I was pushed to the side. Fortunately, I can see you here too."

Si Miao was curious: "How did you know that I would come? Did you know it from Xiaoyang fans?"

"No," the female fan rustled out of her bag for a while, "the official support team has sent you the itinerary this time. Originally, the mousses wanted to organize airport transfers and tours. But after statistics, foreign fans There are too few people, they are still scattered, and they may not be able to scale, so I canceled the event and asked me to hand these things over to you."

She took out a small envelope and a box, and handed them to Si Miao: "They have been sent one after another in the past few days, I hope you can accept them."

Lisa has been following Si Miao not far away, watching fans hand him something, and hurried over to pick it up for him. Fans' things can't be collected indiscriminately. This is Lisa's experience summed up after working for so many years.

She used to bring an artist and kindly took the drinks handed over by fans, but she never thought that the bottle of the drink was covered with a layer of glue, and it stuck to the artist's hand at that time. After going to the hospital to dispose of the glue, the hands burned and lost two layers of skin.

In addition to being dangerous, the fact that artists always accept gifts from fans can easily cause controversy. Much of what Si Miao wears now is given by fans, and she has already thought about talking to him.

Lisa was just about to reach out, but Si Miao stopped her, took it by herself, and gently asked the female fan: "Thank you for visiting me, thank you for your thoughts, but just write a letter next time, don't give me any more gifts."

Fans nodded excitedly. When they talked, Si Miao had fallen a lot, and fans urged him: "Come on, little prince!"

Si Miao took out her pen, signed her name on the lamp board, and waved her hand to chase the army.

When he mentioned this to Ji Yuedong in the evening, Si Miao was full of emotion: "This is the first time a fan has picked me up from the airport, or it's abroad."

"Mr. Si's market competitiveness is so low, then I'll pick you up when you come back," Ji Yuedong was running in the morning, his voice sounded far and near from the earphones, "Let you experience the feeling of being picked up by fans in China."

Hearing Ji Dongdong's self-proclaimed "fan", Si Miaoxiao's heart skipped a beat, and rubbed his hot ears: "You are a disqualified fan, and my fans have light cards."

Ji Yuedong: "I'll be a light sign."

"They will keep screaming..." Si Miao choked her throat, "'Your acting is amazing!''Your commercials are not funny at all!', 'Little prince, you are the best !''I like you little prince!'"

Si Miao himself was very excited there, and the other party kept listening until he finally laughed.

"What's the matter, can't you tell?" Si Miao felt a little guilty after saying that, "Actually, my fans are not that exaggerated..."

"I really can't tell." Ji Yuedong said.

Si Miao's face turned red.

"The former ones can't be said, but the latter sentence..." Ji Yuedong paused, "I like you, you can listen to it as many times as you want."

Si Miao: "What, what!"

Ji Yuedong smiled: "little prince, I like you."