"Fans blocked the road ahead."

Yan Ge sat up and looked out the window, "Is this group of children crazy? No fear of danger at all."

Xiao Li banged his horn, so after pressing it, the fans who stopped the car finally let it go, which allowed the car to move on.

Fang Erlan booed endlessly. "It looks like you have a lot of female fans. They are too enamored of you."

Yan Ge's eyes were smug, and he lay down again. "Of course, I'm not surprised. Do you have a male star you like?"

"Yes." Fang Erlan continued to press him.

"Who."

"Men No. 2 who used to make costume dramas with you has now jumped into the ranks of a niche boy, and it's very popular." Speaking of his favorite idol, Fang Erlan's strength in his hands was reduced.

Yan Ge turned his head and asked, "There are more male No. 2s who have filmed with me, and there are also many who have jumped to the front line."

"Jingyang." As Fang Erlan said, a dash of red glow swept across her face.

"Do you like a male idol like Jingyang?" Yan Ge's voice suddenly cooled down. "It doesn't look good to you."

"You are not allowed to insult my idol!" Fang Erlan resolutely supported his male god.

Yan Ge laughed, "How long have you been using him as an idol?"

"Five years." Seeing his weird smile, Fang Erlan stopped. "What are you laughing at?"

Yan Ge didn't answer, but Xiao Li, who drove the car, answered for him, "Brother laughs that your vision is too bad."

Fang Erlan flushed. "Jingyang was a male model when I liked him. His family was not good. He made money for his mother and was very frugal. Like many of his fans, I looked at him. From model debut, to the supporting role of N, to male No. 2 and male No. 1, it was too hard for him along the way. It can be said that my actor's dream is because of him, and my dream is to hope to play with him one day. "

Yan Ge smiled and watched her say these words without saying a word.

Staring at her like this gave Fang Erlan a feeling, he thought her words were ridiculous.

A little angry, "Also, you are used to being an idol held by many people. You don't understand the mood of our fans at all. What is funny in your eyes is very serious in my heart."

"Silly girl," he said with a smile. "You like him for five years. Does he know who you are?"

"He doesn't need to know. He has so many fans. If everyone knows it, it will be more tiring." Fang Erlan raised his face and said, "If a dream is realized, you can play with him. When I tell him, he will know. "

"It seems that you are really showing him as your idol. It ’s a coincidence. Today ’s advertisement was shot by three people, me, Song Yan, and your idol. You have a chance to see your idol up close. . "

"Really ?!" Fang Erlan was pleasantly surprised. "Great."

Yan Ge thought about the Jingyang she knew, and then looked at this Jingyang fan in front of her, and suddenly felt fun, even couldn't help but want to tease her.

"I can help you. Will you take the opportunity to talk to your idol when the shooting venue is down?"

"Yeah."

Fang Erlan is not excited. Not only can he see, but he can also speak. Can he not be excited?

Subconsciously, she expressed her thanks to Yan Ge with her actions and gave him a hard massage.

This enthusiasm is like being beaten.

"I have never been an idol. What do you fans think of your idols?"

"I'm also more subtle, like those who send you sanitary napkins by mail, and what's more, all kinds of fantasies and your love, all kinds of fantasies what you take off / bare, in short, like you The promotion from small fresh meat to old bacon is the object that female fans think about. I did n’t say it just now, I am more subtle and never fantasized about this. At most, I will show all the videos about Jingyang on the Internet. It's all over again ... "

Yan Ge said with a chill, "Who are you talking about?"

Fang Erlan corrected, "It's an old cadre!"

Yan Ge glared at her, "I'm only 33 years old. Where do I look like an old cadre ?!"

"I'm wrong, you're still a little fresh meat."

He was just satisfied with his lips, "This is pretty much the same."

"I really can't bear to call a 33-year-old you as a small fresh meat, you are out of date, you can't eat it ..."

"Fang Erlan!"

"..."

It was an hour after arriving at the studio in the city.

In order to prevent being taken in the news together, Fang Erlan deliberately waited for Yan Ge to go in half a hour before sneaking out of the nanny car.

When she was inside the filming, Xiao Li responded and she was able to enter.

Yan Ge has put on her makeup and changed her clothes to take pictures. The whole person looks very handsome.

Looking at him, Fang Erlan sighed sighing, "It's really a person who wears a clothes and a horse and a saddle. It's different to make a face."

This was a self-sighing sentence, heard by the ear-tip Yan Ge, a pair of narrow eyes can not wait to see her as a fly directly pinched to his eyes, "What do you say?"

"I ... said nothing."

"I heard."

"I mean ..." Fang Erlan was anxious and smiled at him. "You were already handsome when you weren't wearing makeup, and you shouldn't be too fascinated when you put on makeup."

Yan Gebai gave her a glance, apparently not quite convinced by her words, and looked away to the far side. "Your idol is over there."

Looking at Fang Erlan, he found that the figure he wanted to see was going to him, and he was dragged by him. "You shouldn't sign first ..."

"How do you know? That's what I think. I need a signature first. By the way, I didn't bring a pen. You can help me find one."

"..." Yan Ge lost his hand, "I don't care, I'm going to shoot ads."

After that, he walked towards the camera with a big swing.

Fang Erlan wore a mask and scanned the dressing table, glanced a few times, and found a pen, and found another page of paper.

Jingyang had just put on her makeup and was sitting on a chair with her head down and playing with her mobile phone. Fang Erlan approached, took off the mask and put it in her pocket. Will you sign me? "

Fang Erlan swears that she has never been so tender in her life except for filming!

Never been so ladylike!

It's never been so quiet!

Now she's so gentle, so ladylike, so quietly.

But an embarrassing scene appeared.

I saw Jingyang glanced at her indifferently, then turned her eyes to her mobile phone, and said coldly, "No sign."

The two words are poured into Fang Erlan's enthusiasm like a pot of cold water.