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Mulshang drove quickly onto Rose Avenue.
Xiao Fang raised his eyes and looked at the rear mirror, seeing a Mazda chasing after him.
I have been following for a kilometer, with one arm stretched out from the car window, holding a mobile phone in my hand and taking pictures non-stop, without fear of hitting a tree.
Is that guy kidding?
Special Assistant Fang: "Grass-eating wolf."
Shang Yuxian: "Let him."
Special Assistant Fang has been dealing with the big shot in the gossip industry called "Grass-eating Wolf" for eight years. Hengshang usually contacts him directly when there is news, press releases, breaking news and hype, etc. There is absolutely no need to engage in such things as secret photography. , the price will not drop.
If you can’t stop that person, just do this. It’s better to get it for free than to steal it.
In fact, that person is a second-generation official who studied journalism. He and Shang Yuxian are Ivy League alumni. He is deeply influenced by European and American media people. team.
Mulhang stopped in front of Cambridge International Kindergarten.
As soon as Shang Yuxian got out of the car, the flash came on. The Mazda parked abruptly next to the Mulsanne. Its high-end telephoto lens was like a machine gun, aiming at Shang Yuxian and snapping several photos.
Shang Yuxian looked back and nodded, indicating that you can get out.
The herbivorous wolf chuckled. He knew the rules. He would definitely not be able to take pictures of his daughter once he came out, so he happily retracted back into the car and stuck his head out: "Mr. Shang, thank you very much!"
The Mazda’s engine sounded and it quickly disappeared at the end of Rose Avenue.
At this time, the night was getting darker, and Shang Yuxian walked to the doorman: "Hello, Mr. Wen."
Uncle Wen shook his head and handed over the signature book: "Small businessman, why did you come to pick up the child?"
"Sorry." These two sentences were exchanged every time, and Shang Yuxian signed in the parent column.
Uncle Wen poked his head out from the doorman's office: "By the way, Xiao Ginseng is also in there. Do you recognize him? Tell him to stop busy. It's windy and air-conditioned. Go home and cut!"
Shang Yuxian: "Well, thank you for your hard work."
The lights in the kindergarten courtyard are dimly lit, and there is a glimmering light in the snow. The windows of the small classrooms in the teaching area are darkened, and only the lights of the Sunflower class are still on.
The corridor was quiet. Shang Yuxian went up to the second floor, and the classroom door opened a crack.
Through the door glass, I saw the young man and his daughter sitting on the tatami in the corner, surrounded by many pillows, dolls, and toys.
There was only one corner lamp turned on in the classroom.
Under the warm yellow light, Shenlang held Xiaotuanzi in his arms and held a picture book in front of him. His voice was clear and gentle, and he spoke slowly, like a warm current in winter, slowly coming out of the classroom:
"If you say you will come at four o'clock in the afternoon, from three o'clock onwards, I will start to feel very happy.
“The closer the time gets, the happier I feel.
“At four o’clock, I would be restless and I discovered the value of happiness.
"But if you come at any time, I don't know when I will be ready to welcome you"
[Note: The Little Prince]
Touching the ground heat under him, the temperature was very good. Shen Lang asked in a low voice: "Do you understand this paragraph?"
"I understand," Tangtang said softly, "Dad said he would get off work at ten o'clock in the evening. I have been anxious since eight o'clock and waited for him at the door at nine o'clock."
Shenlang was stunned: "Why don't you go to bed at ten o'clock in the evening?"
Tangtang turned around, hugged Shenlang's waist, and said coquettishly, "I don't want to sleep."
Xiaotuanzi never mentioned "mom" in front of him.
Shenlang frowned, rubbed the child's head, held Xiaotuanzi in his arms and stroked her back, resting his chin on the top of her head, and tentatively asked in a low voice: "Are you scared of being alone?"
Tangtang made a muffled "hmm" sound, then raised her head, pressing her forehead against Shenlang's chest, "Big brother, stay with me, Tangtang, I'm not afraid."
Shang Yuxian: ""
Hearing this, he felt his heart tremble.
The scene in front of me seemed to be an overlap of time and space, and I saw my wife holding her daughter in her arms and telling stories. The expression on Xiao Tangtang's face at that time was as happy as it is now.
How long has it been since you saw your daughter showing such an expression?
How long has it been since you felt so at ease?
This atmosphere
Is it okay if I’m not my mother or her?
"You're back?"
Iron fan: "We've been famous."
【Mingxuan v: My legs are thick, please hug me. @好月在上]
“It’s not a big deal to watch the fun.
In fact, Shenlang’s fans don’t talk much. Three years ago, some of them were still in school, but now most of them have entered society. Shenlang is not someone who likes to make trouble. When Xu Rui was singing live, Shenlang would sit on the side playing with his mobile phone, reading, or doing homework.
Unless a little fan gives him a big gift, he will move, look up at the camera, and advise: "Baby who is still studying, don't spend money, don't spend money on submarines, feed them with free bait." One wave and I’m happy.”
Then he blinked, and several submarines came crashing down on him. At the fans' request, he lowered his voice and said, "Baby, go to bed early."
The words "baby" make people's hearts tremble.
A pair of peach blossom eyes, which are affectionate even if they don’t smile.
Very sexy.
With just one look up and two words, there were a lot of screams.
Later, after he quit the live broadcast circle, he rarely used Weibo. At most, he posted selfies of cooking, sometimes without showing his face. Even so, fans were very excited.
Those who can insist on accompanying her are die-hards. Most of the time, they dive deep, don't look for trouble, don't do much, and don't mind other people's business. But if they really want to mess with Sanlang, some big fans can also stand up for their idols. Go up there, stop talking nonsense and just do it.
To be honest, I was only one step away from my debut.
Fans are really disappointed if they don’t advance but retreat.
Most of them think that the idol they are fans of is very good, very real, and can’t sing or dance. They made it clear when they were chatting with them, but he has looks and a figure. Looks are everything! Otherwise, you can also go into online acting, become a voice actor, or find a training class to learn acting skills. Maybe you will become a popular niche now.
Fans are very cute, but if something happens, it will be a bloody storm.
Xu Rui’s fans total nearly 10 million including gifts from the company.
My own is less than 200,000.
Outnumbered.
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It’s a mess.
Later, I didn’t even remember why the two fans started fighting each other again.
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Shenlang knows how to protect fans. Since he is not a celebrity, fans are not fans in the true sense. Shenlang has always regarded them as like-minded friends.
The world is so big, it’s so rare for someone to notice you.
So, Sanlang first forwarded the kindergarten's Weibo post, saying he would go there tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. Then he hugged Mrs. Orange Cat and held up a selfie stick to the door of the grocery store. He looked up at the clear sky and saw a blue sky. took a wide-angle selfie and posted:
[Liangyuezaishangv: This is the life I want, thank you. [Let the birds fly in the sky.jpg]]
??????????? Is it arrogant or passionate, is it pretentious or not, is it grand or not?
"However, the price of not being able to fly is a heavy burden."
You just have to know it yourself.
? Immediately afterwards——
【Xu Rui v: Lange's cooking skills are really good, I will eat it next time. [Dinner for two.jpg]@好月在上v】
Shen Lang was stunned. Xu Rui had been away for more than a week. When did he come back? Where did he go before? He didn't mention anything about it. He didn't make a phone call or send a WeChat message. Shen Lang even wondered if the other party was Even the circle of friends has blocked him.
He understands this routine and cooperates with it.
【Good Moon on the Shangv: You buy groceries. [Smile]//@Xu Ruiv: Lange’s cooking skills are really good]
??Then it depends on fate, Du Wei continues to tear up, CP fans rise, Wei fans go sideways, and passersby beat the drum, there is always one suitable for the melon-eaters.
Soon, Shenlang’s WeChat message rang.
Wife: [Friday, nine o'clock in the evening, the same place. 】
Liangyue is on the top: [Okay. 】
Xu Rui did not reply.
Simple.
It’s so simple that if outsiders read it, they would definitely think it was a hookup message.
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Shen Lang: "It turns out that you have been thinking about me like this since then"
Shang Yuxian: "No, this is reversed from what I imagined."
Shen Lang: "Can you bear the price of fantasy, huh?"
Shang Yuxian: "" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com