"Before the Han family found you, they went to the Shen family to look for you. Shen Qianlan was afraid that the Shen family would find you first, so she asked Xu Xian to pick you up. In addition, the Shen family was discussing a business in the Han family."

Shen Yan suddenly realized.

She said how these people suddenly came to the door because of this.

"Has their business been negotiated?"

Feng Jing heard a hint of conspiracy, his thin lips hooked slightly, "No."

"That's good, we don't need to do it."

Feng Jing: "..."

Mother, can we not be so obvious?

"Jing'er, do you think people from the Shen family will come to me again?"

"Can."

And it will come soon.

"Then you help me contact Yu'er, I'm going to live with her for a few days."

Feng Jing almost thought he had heard it wrong, "Who did you say to live?"

"Yuer, there is a problem?"

Feng Jing pressed his eyebrows, "Mother, Huo Congyu lives in Huo's house and didn't move out of the house."

Shen Yan thought about it and felt that it was not suitable to go to Huo's house rashly, so he said: "Then you can arrange a place for me. I can't live at home these days."

"good."

After hanging up the phone, Ji Beiyu put his computer in front of her.

"Xiao Yanyan, the photo on the day of your audition was posted online."

Shen Yan saw that it was really her.

That person should have been taken when she was not paying attention. Her movements were very random.

Copywriting of the photo: [My new goddess, take the photo, no thanks. 】

The comment section below is very hot.

[Fuck! Where is this person, this is obviously a fairy! 】

[This face, this body, love, love, I am a woman and I am moved. 】

[Is it the only one who noticed her skin? Which beauty salon do you take care of, the fairy? I want to blow up his products! 】

[Are you blind? Don't you know that this person is the one who threatened to rob the heroine of Huai Man? 】

[That’s right, you guys, 90% of people like her rely on their bodies to get the upper hand. Where is she better? 】

Seeing this, Shen Yan wrinkled his eyebrows.

"Ji Beiyu, how do you want to speak?"

Ji Beiyu was reading the message with relish. Hearing what Shen Yan said, he turned his head, "You want to speak?"

"Um."

"Okay, what do you want to post, watch me do it, next time you will post on Weibo by yourself."

Shen Yan thought for a while, and said, "Do you have a photo of the poster I took last time? I see that many artists post Weibo with their own photos."

Ji Beiyu understood in a second, "I'll find it for you."

"good."

Ten minutes later, Shen Yan's cell phone kept ringing, and she was so scared that she almost threw it away.

Ji Beiyu took it over and took a look, and he was amused.

"My little Yanyan, you are going to be on fire before you debut."

Shen Yan: "?"

Ji Beiyu handed the phone over, "Look at it for yourself, it's all your messages, basically your fans. Tsk, no, I'm going to apply to be your agent with Mr. Feng."

Such an artist with his own topic is reluctant to give it to others.

Shen Yan found that his fans had risen from zero to tens of thousands in just a few minutes, and suddenly he slapped his tongue.

"Are the fans so crazy?"

"Hey, where is this? Let me tell you... Hey, what is this?"

Ji Beiyu clicked on his special attention on Weibo, and when he saw it, he didn't know what to say.

"What's the matter?" Shen Yan asked.

"I'm going! The director of "Qing Wan Biography" reposted your Weibo and praised you."

Shen Yanyan said, "Isn't this a good thing?"