CH 9

The Fourth Day Without Divorce (3)

The die-hard fans were usually the head of the fans group, not only gathering the power of many fans, but also sometimes taking on the task of  bridging the gap between the agency and the fans. Some of them had the contact information of the artist’s agency, and even the artist himself. If the agency or artist had any tasks for the fans, such as commenting, they would convey the task through the leader. 　　　

As the closest fans to the artist, they were usually the first to know of the artist’s status. 　　　　

Ordinary fans only knew that Lu Lincheng had been shooting a film by the eccentric director, while several big fans knew that the director gave the crew  a temporary vacation to find his inspiration, and Lu Lincheng went back to B City to rest. 

Obviously a couple who were in the B City could be photographed together by passersby, let alone eating hot pot. 

Although it hurts to mention it, the fans still had to ask the profound question: Liang Yan was eating hotpot alone, so where was Lu Lincheng, her husband? 

Wasn’t this an indirect proof that Lu Lincheng didn’t want to spend time with Liang Yan, and that their private relationship was even more average than what they saw?

The fans had always been good at holding a magnifying glass to find traces of details, and after arriving at this conclusion, they were overjoyed as if they had seen the dawn of Lu Lincheng’s divorce. They were so excited that a fan head immediately tweeted an additional post, announcing that when Lu Lincheng divorced, they would add 10,000 cash to the prize draw.　

The small fans immediately asked why the additional prize.　　

The fan head didn’t directly reply that Lu Lincheng was vacationing in B City, but instead, “Liang Yan ate hotpot alone, it would be best not to bother brother.” 

So tonight’s topic changed direction again, the discussion topic was lively. They didn’t know who started it, but people started posting. 

This was a milder one: 

“Then please ask Liang Yan to go eat hotpot alone from now on.” 

The accompanying picture was of Liang Yan eating alone with the bear. 　　　

Something a little more exciting: 

“I’ll blacken her for the rest of my life if Liang Yan dares to ask brother to eat hotpot with her.” 

The accompanying picture was also of Liang Yan eating alone with the bear. 　　

Some pointed out: 

“Liang Yan, this woman, is discerning.” 

The picture was still of Liang Yan eating alone with the bear.　

Liang Yan looked at the lively discussion thread and was so angry that she squashed the can in her hand.　　

She could put up with the rest, but blessing her to go eat hot pot alone forever in the future was intolerable!　　

Liang Yan couldn’t swallow her anger, and remembering that she was using a passerby account, she looked for a microblog with the most retweeted comments and angrily complained, “Liang Yan will never need Lu Lincheng to accompany her to eat hotpot in her life. Don’t worry guys!” 

Liang Yan knew this reply would definitely be sprayed, so she didn’t bother to look at her phone and went straight to the bathroom to take a shower.　　

By the time she finished washing up and blow-dried her hair to lie back on the bed, her phone kept buzzing.　　

The caller ID was Jiang Mu.　　

Liang Yan picked up the phone, “Hello.”　　

Jiang Mu got straight to the point: “Ancestor, did you forget to destroy the trumpet?”　　

Liang Yan frowned gently. “What trumpet?”　　

Jiang Mu said,”Quickly, go look at Weibo.” 　　

Liang Yan’s heart trembled, and then reopened the Weibo post that she left a complaint on. In the comment section, the red v user “Actor Liang Yan ” personally posted, replying, “Liang Yan will never need Lu Lincheng to accompany her to eat hotpot in her life. Don’t worry!” 　　

Three seconds of silence…

Liang Yan was brought to tears. Lu Lincheng’s fans were known for their fierceness, so if you messed with them, you were asking for death. 　　　

The selfie picture she posted only garnered less than a hundred, but the likes on her Weibo post declaring that she would never eat hotpot with Lu Lincheng in her life were  already over a thousand.　　

Liang Yan braced herself psychologically, telling herself not to let online violence affect her life, then with trembling hands, she clicked on the comment section. 

“Eh?” Liang Yan’s eyes suddenly opened with disbelief. 

She expected trolling and mocking, which didn’t appear, but instead found a uniformed answer: 　　

“Thank you, Liang Yan, then let Liang Yan be true to her word.”

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“Thank you, Liang Yan, then let Liang Yan be true to his word.”

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Still in disbelief, Liang Yan rubbed her eyes, glanced at her follower count again, and then found an even more surprising fact.

She ……

seemed to ……

It seemed that …… her fans increased.