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These four simple words made Chun Mu feel foolish. It was as if he had fallen into a first love relationship and was waiting for an answer from the other party. Even just saying "good night" would make him feel sweet.

However, reality told Jiang Mu that these would only appear in dreams or when they were interested in each other. Jiang Mu was staring at his phone, but there was no response.

He was angry! He put away Chen Mu's cell phone and put the pillow on top of his head. Then, he gradually fell asleep.

The next day, under the urging of the crowd, he cleaned himself up and went to work together with Chen Mu.

The location of the filming was in a remote tent on the outskirts of the city. It was unknown if the news had leaked out, but when the car arrived at the entrance of the studio, a deafening shout shook the four people who had yet to wake up.

The four of them sat in the car, not knowing if they should get out. The photographic team probably hadn't expected this, so they didn't even do security work. That meant that once they got out of the car, it would be a bloody battle between several people.

It was a good thing that at this time, Ye Yin and Han Jun's manager appeared outside, and spoke to the intense fans: "Fans, this is the working hours of the artists, please make way for them, let them in."

However, the fans were all crazy, they couldn't back down just because of a few words from's manager. Ye Yin's manager had no other choice, he could only get into the car under the protection of the few male employees.

"Why are you here?" Ye Yin's manager was very busy, other than Han Jun, who did not know anything about this matter, the rest could be considered as the role models for the artistes, so he did not need to worry, and so he would usually not stay by Ye Yin's side. As for Han Jun, since he did not dare cause any big trouble, it could be considered as lightening the burden on him, so he kept time to bring the other artists around.

Ye Yin's manager was called Su Zhi. Speaking of Su Zhi, he was simply a general of the management circle, Chen Mu.

He brought Ye Yin along the smooth sailing from the start, and not long after, they brought Han Jun once again. Han Jun's development momentum compared to Ye Yin's, it was comparable, therefore many of the artists wanted to push their brains out to get Su Zhi's name, but unfortunately, Su Zhi was too arrogant and did not accept any of them, not even Zhang Fei.

However, Zhang Fei's manager and Su Zhi were both from the same root, called Wang Zhilong, and Su Zhi were from the younger generation, so they had a good relationship with each other.

Su Zhi pushed the glasses on his face up and said, "I'm not afraid of the two of you. After all, this is a film. If this bad news spreads out, I'll find someone to cry to."

Han Jun frowned in dissatisfaction: "We won't, we can't."

"Is that so?" Su Zhi shot a glance at him. It was obvious that he did not believe his words. He then looked at General Chen Mu who was hiding at the side and said politely, "Mr. Jiang, I have heard a lot about you."

Jiang Chen smiled. "I've heard a lot about you."

"What do we do now? It's impossible not to go out, right? " Zhang Fei looked out the window. There were a lot of people outside, a lot of people.

Su Zhi: "I've already called the company. We'll have security here soon. Every single one of you should just post on Weibo. It would be great if you can remove a group of fans right now. "

That was all he could do … Jiang Chen rarely saw that many fans when he was working. The fans outside were basically all fans of the three of them. It was possible that his fans were still sleeping.

But at that moment, he saw a girl holding up his banner standing far away from him …

When Ye Yin heard this suggestion, he immediately picked up his phone and edited Weibo, reading his own phone. Then, he looked at that little fan of his and took a photo of her.

The others' Weibo posts were all normal. If he let his fans leave, it would be troublesome for pedestrians. He hoped that they would understand it.

Only Jiang Chen was like a flood in the entertainment circle!

"Are you asleep?" What was going on? The four of us stuck in the car and looked outside. All of them were from other people's houses. We called them "Great God Ye" and "Fresh Meat Fei Fei". Have you thought about my feelings? I looked towards her in a flurry. It was just this little girl, do you have the nerve to say that she's my fan? Is it my beloved ball? What time is it? Whether I'm still sleeping or not, it's not for no reason that you guys got fat! "

Three minutes later, the people in the carriage looked at Jiang Chen as if they were looking at a retard and did not think much of him.

"Woodworking, this job of yours is a private one, fans are not allowed to visit!"

"Wood, it's not that we're slacking, we also really want to see you, but we're not allowed to. We have to follow the rules!"

"We're fat! You're fat! "You're really fat!"

"Wood, how are you right now? Was it still blocked? Wood, can you work properly today? "

"Wood, I swear! I didn't do it on purpose! I was just passing by and heard a lot of fans shouting God Ye's name, so I took out my hand sign. I swear I didn't want to attract your attention! "I'm leaving right away, Woodpass, don't be angry …"

This Weibo post was posted by the only girl in Chen Mu's photo. It didn't take long for her comment to be posted.

Looking out the window, he saw that the girl had put away her gesture and left. The noisy fans were all starting to move, not toward the car, but towards the outside.

When the crowd dispersed, the people in the carriage were still stunned, especially Zhang Fei.

"This... Why did it scatter? "

He looked at Chen Mu and said nonchalantly, "What if I don't? "Is it because I was scolded by the majority of the netizens and because I was despised by my own artists?"

Seeing that everyone was still at a loss, he raised the Weibo in Chenchu's hand, "The Weibo I posted was not for talking nonsense or for finding a sense of existence. You don't know what fans are thinking, but I know that fans have been with them for a long time. What they want the most is to see an artiste and win the love of an artiste. What they are most afraid of is not being as good as other fans. Today, my fans are alone at the scene, while your fans have surrounded this place so that not even a drop of water can trickle through. You even posted on Weibo, telling them to leave; isn't this just showing that they are in trouble here because of their fans? They just wanted to see you guys and didn't want to arouse your disgust at all, so they left. "

At this moment, everyone suddenly came to a realization. Su Zhi also didn't think that there would be such a side to Jiang Chen that looked at him in a different light.

With no one around, they got out of the car and quickly walked to the studio. After a long delay, the filming speed up a bit.

The people in the studio were still anxiously waiting, but when they saw them enter, they immediately started to panic.

It wasn't easy to calm down and make Chun Mu sit in front of the mirror for them to put on their makeup. The environment was simple and the four of them were squeezed into the same dressing room, but because they were on good terms with each other, they did not feel too bad.

Outside the door, He Li and the three assistants came in. As the four of them were planning to come over on their own, they let the assistants handle the situation themselves.

When Jiang Chen saw He Li, he waved for her to come over.

"Give me some pictures of me."

He Li asked: How many?

"I want to pick a good one." He Li took out a few photos from her bag while trembling. Auntie Xue said that Chen Mu might encounter situations where she needed to sign her name on the way here in the future. She wanted her to bring a picture with her, as it was not possible to sign on white paper.

Take the photo of Chenmu, "This is a good move! "Was it because she had a crush on me for a long time that she was able to hide my picture?"

"You can drop it." He Li blurted out, regardless of the occasion.