Chapter 39 Business or Jealousy (I)

Lan Su never thought that he, who used to live on the edge of a knife, would one day become an artist.

　　I never thought that I would have fans.

　　What is even more magical than all these is the first fan group she had, which was CP fans - her and Huo Yan's CP.

　　"Sister, do you know about [Lantian Smoke]?" Assistant Jiang Ying came over with her phone in hand, her almond-shaped eyes curved with a smile.

　　"Blue field smoke?"

　　Lan Su was sitting in front of the mirror, waiting for the makeup assistant to do her hair. She didn't dare to move when she heard someone talking, but just looked away.

　　"What then?"

　　Jiang Ying put the phone in front of her: "You and Mr. Huo's CP name, now the super topic fans have 3,000!"

　　"Super talk?"

　　"It's an exclusive forum, and it's all about discussing you and Mr. Huo. Let me read it to you..."

　　Jiang Ying took back her phone and clicked on the real-time post:

　　"Ahem… Birthday party candy collection:

　　1. Lan Su wished Huo Yan a healthy and safe life (P1);

　　2. After the wish was made, everyone started to make a noise, and the two exchanged glances, expressing their mutual understanding (P2);

3. To take care of Huo Yan who was in a wheelchair, the entire birthday party was held sitting down (P3);

　　4. Huo Yan looked at Lan Su with such tenderness (P4-9).

　　Lan Su became interested after hearing her reciting: "Did she look at me?"

　　Jiang Ying clicked on the picture and said, "I have seen it many times. Look."

　　Looking closely, indeed, in the air currents of flying ribbons, Huo Yan's eyes were covered with a layer of softness. In addition, Huo Yan's lenses occasionally reflected light, and the originally icicle-like eyes were covered by the light, and a layer of soft light was inexplicably coated.

　　At first glance, it does seem mild.

　　But it was strange that Huo Yan would never show this kind of expression. Nowadays, pictures can be faked, and smiles can be photoshopped into three different arcs, so it's inevitable that there's something fishy going on.

　　Lan Su logged in with her mobile phone and found the first post in the default "latest comments" was the one Jiang Ying had just read.

　　Use your fingers to enlarge the photo. There doesn't seem to be any trace of PS on the face. Maybe they just adjusted the lighting.

　　Looking at the whole picture, Huo Yan's face is highly folded, with a straight nose, narrow features, sharp eyebrows and deep eyes, and she is very photogenic.

In fact, if Huo Yan is willing to enter the entertainment industry, the so-called beauty that is currently in the limelight will not be enough.

　　[Big Head Lady cut off my CP ah ah ah I would like to call it a fairy product! [Link.mp4]]

　　Is there any video?

　　I clicked on it out of curiosity. This video is a combination of all their public video materials, and is also accompanied by relevant text.

　　The press conference announced the marriage news - dedicated to this open and passionate love.

　　We both walked the red carpet together - rain or shine, you and I are side by side.

　　Birthday party—you are making noise and she is laughing.

　　Too much imagination.

　　Lan Su commented that there was no such deep affection between her and Huo Yan, it was just a contract marriage, and they just appeared together to promote the couple's necklace.

　　But the video is well edited. Click on the bottom right corner and give it a thumbs up.

I scrolled down along the posts one by one, and found that in addition to videos and texts, there were also fan paintings and fan novels.

　　It's rare to have such talented fans, like, like, like...

　　Ding Dong!

　　Ding Dong!

　　Ding Dong!

　　Jiang Ying was matching a silk scarf for today's airport look when she heard the phone in her jacket pocket ringing.

　　"What's going on?"

　　She waved the scarf over her shoulders, took out her cell phone and jumped three feet high.

　　"ah----"

　　The makeup assistant was so frightened by her that she pinched her finger with the clip and quickly cut off the thread:

　　"what happened to you?"

　　Jiang Ying stumbled over and said, "Sister, what are you doing?"

　　Lan Su looked up from her phone, her hair brushing against her eyebrows, looking three parts bewildered and seven parts innocent:

　　"like."

　　"In the super chat?"

　　"yes."

　　"Use your own number?"

　　"if not?"

Jiang Ying looked at the neatly arranged "Your special attention @Lan Su just liked" on her phone screen, and the giant castle in her heart collapsed. She didn't dare to confront her boss head-on, and she danced around for a long time with no way to express her grievances, which finally made Lan Su notice something was wrong.

　　"is it not OK?"

　　Lan Su asked.

　　Facing the sincere eyes of the students, Jiang Ying reflected on herself, reluctantly quit her assistant role, and stepped into an objective perspective:

　　"Strictly speaking, yes, that's fine. There's no rule that says the protagonist can't like the output of the CP."

　　Lan Su looked at her angry expression and vaguely guessed something:

　　"Do artists rarely like posts?"

　　"Well," Jiang Ying said carefully, "generally artists will keep a distance from their fans, so that they can have a sense of mystery. But it's okay, your likes can also motivate them to produce content. Having content can attract fans, and if your CP fans are strong, your popularity will also improve qualitatively."

　　Lan Su listened to her analysis like a senior high school student and nodded seriously: "That makes sense."

So he raised his finger and tapped three more, which were then grabbed by Jiang Ying.

　　"What's wrong?" Lan Su asked.

　　"Well," Jiang Ying's eyes rolled quickly, "too many. Too much is as bad as too little. We have to control the intensity. You've already ordered more than a dozen. This month's performance has reached the target. Order more next month."

　　"Too."

　　Lan Su said as he added an appointment to his calendar: Today, next month, at 1pm - Like.

　　At the side, Jiang Ying's uneasiness was infinitely magnified in her heart - if her artist was so naive, how would he survive in the entertainment industry in the future?

　　The makeup assistant was also worried - seeing Lan Su training like a killer who had killed countless people, why was he so stupid?

　　Lan Su could not hear their complaints, and only focused on learning the course of being an artist. Today, she learned to encourage CP fans to produce food by liking, and tomorrow she will learn something else. If she continues like this, she will definitely make rapid progress in the entertainment industry.

It was already 1:30 when the makeup was done. Her long hair was tied high behind her head, and she had a black headband with white letters on it. She wore a thin black turtleneck sweater with skinny jeans and a smoky blue down coat. Her outfit was casual yet had a sense of distance because of her temperament.

　　"Miss, are you a celebrity?"

　　As soon as I arrived at the check-in gate, the young girl in the queue behind me came up to me tentatively and asked.

　　Lan Su was stunned, "Not yet."

　　At least, all her current fame comes from that MV, and she doesn't have any real works.

　　"Ah." The other person nodded. "I understand. Future tense. Can I take a photo with you? If you become famous in the future, I will be your first fan."

　　Lan Su hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay."

　　So she took the first photo with her fans in her life.

　　It was just after the Chinese New Year, avoiding the peak period of rushing to work and school, so there were not many people coming and going in the check-in hall.

After waiting in the row of chairs until 2:30, Lan Su became a little anxious.

　　When Jiang Ying came back from getting some hot water, she saw Lan Su checking his phone for the Nth time, so she went over to comfort him:

　　"Sister, don't be in a hurry, come and have a drink of water."

　　He handed over the thermos cup and sat down next to Lan Su. "Boss Huo will definitely come. You've been gone for six months, so she has to come and see you off."

　　Lan Su had no confidence in herself: "Six months is not a long time. Besides, she is used to living alone."

　　Maybe with one less person at home, Huo Yan wouldn't be bothered and could focus more on his work.

　　As she said this, she rested her hands on both sides of the chair, her cervical spine sunken, her head lowered, and her collarbone bulged high, as if she was weighed down by something.

　　Jiang Ying's heart tightened for a moment, and her mommy nature immediately exploded:

　　"What are you thinking about, sister? Have some confidence in yourself. You are Lan Su. You have defeated so many professional actors in the interview with thousands of people. Even the martial arts teacher praised you highly. You are so outstanding and great. How could Mr. Huo not care about you? And, and..."

After a pause, he added, "Besides, your career has just started, and you need some attention. Mr. Huo is an expert in this area, and he will definitely come to see you off and help you increase your exposure."

　　Lan Su ignored the first half. The "and" in the second half was very objective - Huo Yan was very concerned about the company's performance. There was a couple necklace before, and then there were couple rings. Every time the two of them were in the same frame, it would increase sales. There was no reason for Huo Yan not to come.

Unless Huo Yan is annoyed by the recent CP business.

　　Jiang Ying waited and waited, but no one showed up, so she ran to the drop-off point and waited, looking forward to the winding overpass.

　　The announcement of boarding came over the radio, and Lan Su stood up angrily, planning to go to security check first. Never mind, if I don't want to come, then I won't come.

　　Originally, she and Huo Yan were business partners, relying on a marriage certificate, with no feelings, no beliefs, no ties, nothing. Why did she ask someone to see her off at the airport?

Yes, why should we ask others to act with someone they don't like according to the business plan formulated by the studio?

　　As I walked towards the security checkpoint, a clear voice came from behind me. It cut through the chaotic voices, clear and clean, with a faint hint of anxiety.

　　"Susu."

　　It's Huo Yan.

　　Lan Su turned around in astonishment, only to see Huo Yan sitting in a wheelchair, looking at him with a faint smile on her lips. So he turned around and walked towards her, his steps a little anxious.

　　"You're here?"

　　You are here, not how you came, revealing that Mr. Lan has been waiting anxiously.

　　Huo Yan looked calm as he looked up at her. "Yeah. Sorry, it's a little late. There's a problem with the wheelchair."

　　"It's okay, it's good to be here."

　　"I even ran into your fans outside."

　　"fan?"

Lan Su looked behind her and saw, as expected, two college students waving at her shyly. Coming back to her senses, she finally understood why Huo Yan called her "Su Su" in such a pretentious way.

　　Yes, yes, this master of manipulating public opinion will naturally use his most exquisite acting skills to interpret what a loving wife is in front of people.

　　Lan Su, who had just graduated from an acting training course, was unwilling to be outdone. In addition, he felt a surge of anger in his heart, just like when he was a child and was angry with adults, and he had to compete with them.

　　He bent down, stretched out his arms, and without warning, embraced the person in the wheelchair.

　　"Just act like it is real."

　　She whispered in Huo Yan's ear and quickly kissed her on the cheek, leaving a faint lipstick mark.

　　Chirp!

　　Hearing the sound of lips opening and closing, Huo Yan's pupils suddenly shrank. He raised his hand to naturally wrap it around Lan Su's back, but it froze for a moment far away from the back. Fortunately, it only lasted for a moment. He used his skillful acting skills to wrap his arm around the back again to cover up the confusion of that moment.

　　Listening to the low screams of fans not far away, Lan Su curled his lips in satisfaction and whispered softly as he left her embrace:

　　"See you in six months, Yan."

　　Huo Yan said goodbye to her in a calm manner until this person entered through the security checkpoint and completely disappeared from sight. Someone who was still there suddenly let out a dumb laugh.

　　Maybe, it won't take six months.

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