"What is this! What is this you asked me to see!" Yu Qingjia held up what the printer had just printed and kept giggling.
"This is a CP novel written for us by our little writer." Wang Yiran, wearing red silk pajamas, was lying on the bed, her white feet dangling, and the golden bells hanging on them made a crisp sound.
From the perspective of the fans on the other side of the screen, the black hair on the forehead is a beautiful scenery, which is simply kind and pleasing to the eye.
In an instant, the screen was refreshed.
Mom fans are fallen!
Dad is a fan!
I have been Wang Yiran’s fallen fan ever since.
Wang Yiran looked at the message on the screen and felt very happy.
Sure enough, the password for traffic in Hanoi is CP. As long as you do this well, even if your singing and dancing are mediocre, you will have a large number of fans.
"Why are you looking for these things? These people wrote them randomly." Yu Qingjia looked helpless.
"There are random writings, but they are all true feelings." Wang Yiran sat up with a smile.
"Sister Qingjia, you see, they are urging us to read it to them."
"They are the worst, always looking for trouble."
"Actually, I also want to find trouble, and I think this article is quite well written."
Wang Yiran smiled and flipped his hair.
The screen was instantly filled up, and various gifts flew up, all asking her to read and write.
Wang Yiran's appearance actually makes those sisters who like orange go crazy. He has a pair of big eyes, a straight and small nose, thin lips, and a somewhat evil smile.
Yu Qingjia is definitely the type that her younger brother and Lolita like. She is tall, has thick straight black hair, and has an oval face. Her eyes are cold when she is not smiling, and her smile is as beautiful as a peach and plum. She is a perfect example of the teacher in the comics.
Yu Qingjia felt that the heat was almost ready, so she lowered her voice and read:
After Yu Qingjia found a young lady to rub her back in a remote massage center, she discovered that she had the ability to read minds.
When she returned to the dormitory, she took off her coat and was about to rest. Suddenly, she clearly heard the voice of her roommate and good friend Wang Yiran.
Qingjia has a great figure!
The waist is so thin and the skin is so white.
This morning I secretly made a move and she wouldn’t know it!
Your mouth looks so supple, fragrant and soft!
…
When Yu Qingjia heard this, she walked into the bathroom calmly.
The moment he closed the door, he looked at himself in the mirror in shock.
I, I actually know how to read minds.
"What is this! He said the writing is good, but it's a third-rate novel." Yu Qingjia couldn't help laughing.
"Isn't this good? The details are so meticulously described in my heart." Wang Yiran hugged the former and put his head next to Yu Qingjia's face.
Suddenly, a pair of peerless prides appeared on the screen. They were more beautiful than flowers.
Everyone in Juju instantly felt as if they had been injected with chicken blood.
They just like the life of little idols. Even if it is just acting, they still like it.
"Oh my God! I really can't read anymore. Also, what name did this author give himself? It's actually 'Sunny that Wanders Through the Whole Group'."
"This name is very appropriate. Who makes you so popular? Every time you go out, I feel uneasy and always want to put you in my pocket."
"Oh my god! I want to be free, I want to fly, no one can restrain me."
"Where can you run! Watch me tie you up with a small rope."
The two were fighting and tumbling for a while, and finally Wang Yiran and Yu Qingjia were underneath.
Suddenly, the whole world became quiet.
The warm lights cast a warm color. Although the room is small, it contains two beating hearts.
Some people in front of the screen are already drooling.
At this moment, Yu Qingjia's phone rang.
The former immediately picked it up and ended the scene.
Everyone in front of the screen was disappointed.
But Wang Yiran also knows that this is enough, and acting should be done in moderation.
Yu Qingjia glanced at her cell phone, then her expression changed and she hung up the phone.
But less than five seconds after she hung up, the phone rang again.
Wang Yiran saw that something was wrong at this time, and when he came up to take a look, his face was as cold as frost.
"I want to tell the person on the phone that I know who you are and that you are looking at us!"
Many people on the other side of the screen were stunned. Why did Wang Yiran fall out?
However, experienced Juju immediately realized that Yu Qingjia was being harassed by cult fans.
"If it weren't for the live broadcast right now, I would really start swearing."
"We are in the idol industry and have to accept other people's evaluations of us, but it does not mean that we accept being harassed."
"I also know who you are, and I'm afraid many old fans also know who you are."
After Wang Yiran said these words, Yu Qingjia's cell phone became quiet.
"Thank you, Yiran!"
"Thank you. If something happens, we will take care of it together."
The two people felt that their hearts were one step closer to each other.
In a well-decorated house.
A very shy young man was sitting there blankly.
In front of him were computers and a dozen mobile phones.
The room is covered with posters of Yu Qingjia, as well as various support banners and CDs for the two of them.
This man is famous in pho.
His parents are both teachers, and the family's economic conditions are quite good.
After graduating from college, he opened a flower shop.
The income is also very high, belonging to the local middle class of Zhang Shenghai.
Ever since he came to the galaxy, he had undergone tremendous changes from his normal life.
He likes to follow Yu Qingjia. He is not like some cult fans who will express their feelings. He just likes to follow Yu Qingjia, watching the former behind the tree, in the corner, and in the darkness.
At first, Yu Qingjia tolerated it because he could invest a lot of money in her.
But he became more and more excessive. After getting Yu Qingjia's mobile phone number from the operator, he kept calling the former every day.
Sometimes I would make hundreds of calls a day, and eventually I would send various messages to people around Yu Qingjia, asking them about Yu Qingjia's whereabouts.
Although because of the stalking incident, he was banned from entering the theater, participating in handshake meetings, and even being banned from betting.
But every time, he can get other people's ID cards to buy cards, vote for Yu Qingjia, and then publish the voting data in the support group.
His behavior angered other fans and he was beaten twice, but he called the police and those who beat him were arrested.
At the same time, Galaxy Company was also afraid of being affected and persuaded fans not to hit anyone, but there was no way to stop him from stalking and making harassing phone calls.
Many people think that small idols are relatively dull, with not many fans, and their fans do not have the cult fans of big stars. In fact, they have more cult fans, which is more terrifying.
"Haha! Yu Qingjia, first with Lu Bingbing, then with Li Jiaqi, and now with Wang Yiran, you really have to spend time all over the group."
"You also said that you want to become an orthodox idol."
"Be quiet and beautiful at all times, have no negative energy, and be positive."
"But now you have fallen beyond hope. You used to be my world, but now I want to purify you."