The night was shrouded in darkness, and everything outside the car was silent, with moths circling around the street lights.
"I... No," Ji Ning pulled the seat belt on his shoulder, put his hands on his legs, and said softly, "I just want to confirm the destination."
She had just gotten into the car and hadn't come to her senses yet when the navigation suddenly told her to go home, so she couldn't help but ask a question or two.
The car started to move at a steady speed. The man still had a smile on his face. He tilted his head and glanced at her, as if he had discovered something: "Are you wearing something on your head?"
Ji Ning subconsciously raised his hand and touched it.
When she was going out, she was rummaging through her little box and happened to see lemon yellow and blue hairpins in it. She crossed them and pinned them behind her ears.
"... Doesn't it look good?" The girl pursed her lips.
She looked at her braided hair in the mirror and unexpectedly met Ji Shiyan's eyes.
His eyes looked quite seductive when he smiled, and the man whispered, "Of course it looks good."
Ji Ning leaned his head gently against the car window. When he raised his eyes to appreciate the night view, he saw his own face reflected in the car window.
The bags under her eyes were curved and the corners of her lips were raised. It seemed like she hadn't felt so happy from the inside out for a long time.
About half an hour later, the navigation showed that they had arrived at the destination. The man went down to the underground parking lot, turned a few corners, parked the car, and took her upstairs.
There was heating in the car, so it was inevitably a bit cold when getting out. Ji Ning stomped his feet, and when he stopped, his hands in his pockets were pulled out.
Ji Shiyan naturally took her hand and put it in his coat pocket.
He was afraid of the cold, but his palms were always warm. Ji Ning couldn't help but rub his palms with the back of his hand.
The man turned his palm, put his fingertips through her fingers, and intertwined theirs.
This kind of unspoken and natural tacit understanding is so comfortable that it makes people's hearts tremble.
Due to their special identities, it was impossible for them to take the ordinary passage. Fortunately, this elevator also separated them from the outer hall.
The waiter in the elevator was relatively calm when he saw Ji Shiyan and gave him a polite smile, but when he looked down and saw that he was still holding Ji Ning, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
They quickly entered the private room, and the waiter closed the door and handed over an iPad. "Just click to confirm your order, and we'll serve you the food shortly. If you need anything, call me at any time. I'll be right outside the door."
After finishing the service, the waiter closed the door and left. However, Ji Ning seemed to hear some discussions coming from outside, as if someone was shouting excitedly and suppressedly, "The CP I'm supporting is real."
Ji Shiyan was opposite her, confirming the order while ordering. When it came to the fifth dish, Ji Ning finally stopped: "That's enough, I can't eat that much."
"Eat more," he said. "You're too thin."
When I hugged her at the bow of the boat, I could feel that she didn't have much flesh even through her clothes.
I remember seeing a piece of data somewhere. Among female artists, her body fat percentage was terribly low. Some people described her body management as devilish.
Ji Ning couldn't help but mutter: "If I were really fat, I wouldn't say that..."
The man raised an eyebrow: "What will you say then?"
"Fans want you to get fat, but once you get really fat they'll switch sides," she said, suddenly gaining confidence and raising her voice, "If I get fat like a pancake you'll lose interest in me."
He laughed: "If you eat a few more bites, it will become a cake?"
"Don't worry, I feed the fat cake myself, and I'm very interested in it no matter how I look at it."
When the coconut chicken was put into the pot, she replied unyieldingly: "I won't get fat like a pancake."
That's artist disqualification.
"Okay," Ji Shiyan propped his head up and pushed the coconut jelly towards her with a smile, "It's all right."
With me, you can do whatever you want.
At the end of the meal, Ji Shiyan received several calls, but he hung up all of them.
Ning bit the spoon and said, "If it's important, you can answer it. It's okay."
"It's no big deal," he said.
Ji Ning asked: "Who is calling from?"
“The company’s.”
She said "Oh" and didn't ask any more questions. She thought that she couldn't interfere in the company's affairs, and she probably wouldn't understand even if she asked.
It was past eight o'clock when he got back. Ji Ning stood against the wall for a while, preparing to go for a run later.
Before running, she opened her phone and took a look. Her fan circle was still very lively.
After outsourcing the anti-black work, she felt much more relaxed. There are many marketing accounts on the other side, some of which have high weight and are easy to be on the hot search list. If there are any bad issues, they can post on Weibo for her in time.
Her big fans in the circle have basically divided into different systems.
Big fans are important figures in the fan circle. Many times, the direction of things is in their hands. When the fan circle is tense, they will post on Weibo to reassure people. When the morale of the fan circle is low, they can also use their open-mindedness to make everyone look more positive.
In addition to the anti-black website, Ji Ning also has a big fan who controls comments, and every day he cycles back and forth between "control", "urgent control", "solid likes", "like to become popular", and "target one thousand calories".
In addition to the big fans who control comments and fight against black fans, there is also a fighting fan who plays with memes called "Dong Ning Qi". She has the most fans among her big fans, with nearly 60,000 fans. Dong Ning Qi also has many active fans. After all, everyone's main topic is Ji Ning.
Whenever there was a need for a fight, "Dong Ning Qi" would rush to the front line and use her eloquent words to refute the haters so that they had nothing to say. This made the haters very afraid of her for a while and they even wanted to open a super chat for her.
Some black fans seem to have made some moves today, and they seem to want to apply for a #Ji Ning's Lemon Juice# super topic, which is also called a black super topic. On the surface, it is an artist fan circle, but in fact it is a carnival for black fans, which can easily lead passers-by astray.
Of course, mature fan circles also have their own means of fighting back, and their method is to snatch the hosting role.
The hater applies to open a super topic, and the fans quickly move in and start posting, using their influence to quickly upgrade, and then seize the host position, blocking/deleting the posts of the hater from the super topic and kicking him out.
Sister Lemon, whose fighting power should not be underestimated, is certainly no problem in organizing such an event.
The first to take action was Dong Ning Qi. She posted a Weibo with #Jining's Lemon Juice#: I haven't practiced my hand speed for a long time, look.
Then she shared some of Ji Ning's previous fan photos, and other fans immediately followed suit, commenting and liking her posts to cheer her up. Soon, Dong Ningqi had already reached level six in the super topic.
Dong Ning Qi was also very happy: I passed level 6 in one hour. Let me see who is so awesome? Oh, it turned out to be me.
Ji Ning had only seen this kind of exciting, tense and passionate competition for hosting a super topic twice from Ji Shiyan. He didn't expect that in his lifetime, he would have the honor of witnessing a big fan leaving everyone else far behind in his own super topic.
It was clearly the haters who applied for the super topic first, but when the time came, they were actually pinned to the ground by the fans. How should I put it... It was really cool.
In addition to Dong Ningqi, another big fan who makes videos, "Lemon with a Little Sweetness", also quickly escalated the black super topic. For a while, the super topic was crowded with Lemon Sister, and all the black fans were suppressed.
At this time, she accidentally discovered Dong Ningqi's introduction, which was very simple: You just act well, and leave the rest to us.
It was as if there really was an impenetrable wall behind her in an instant, allowing her to fly away with greater peace of mind.
After reading the script, Ji Shiyan made a video call to her and asked her what she was doing.
"Aren't you bored? Do you want me to come up and keep you company?"
"I'm not bored. I'm reading a script." Ji Ning looked at his pajamas. "Just mind your own business."
"I'm not busy."
The man paused and said, "Do you want to act together? I'm free."
"Face to face?"
"Um."
… Then shouldn’t we just go to her room
"No need," the girl said, "We can check it tomorrow."
Seeing that he was not allowed in after knocking on the door twice, the man frowned and temporarily gave up the idea of seeing her.
She was holding up her phone, but she saw a black screen on his. She guessed that he probably just put the phone on the table again.
From the past, both she and other fans often guessed the layout of his room and the decorations on his desk from his photos.
Now it seemed she had a chance to see the whole picture.
Ji Ning turned over and said, "I want to see your workbench."
The man picked up his phone, leaned back, and took a picture of the scattered documents on the table for her: "This?"
"What about to the left?"
To the left of the camera is a bay window with a blanket on it, on which are placed the clothes he will wear tomorrow.
"right?"
On the right is the bed.
He is a bit of a germaphobe and changes his own bed sheets and quilt covers when he goes to a hotel, just like her.
The man's bed was made neatly, with a hardcover English book at the head of the bed and a watch on top of it.
Very lifelike details, as if the distance is shortened in an instant.
"What are you looking at this for?" Ji Shiyan asked.
She licked her lower lip: "Just... take a look."
When you like someone, you even want to know the temperature of the light when his skin touches it.
The man satisfied her messy demands in every detail, which was a kind of indulgence with a bit of pampering, and it seemed to fill up her incomplete dreams bit by bit.
The next day's performance was in the afternoon. She rested in her room in the morning, and Nuonuo came to give her routine work report.
As soon as he entered the door, Nuo Nuo looked high-spirited: "The weather is getting cold, it's time for Andong Century to disappear."
Ji Ning: "Hmm?"
Nuonuo shook his finger: "One piece of good news today, no, two."
"First, Andong Century has been acquired. It will be renamed and the boss will be replaced."
"The second one is that Huang Miao was fired, and you changed your team, including your agent. You can choose. Which of these three teams do you like?"
Ji Ning looked down and saw that they were all top teams, some names that he had never dared to think of when he entered the circle.
It was a world of difference compared to how she had been treated before.
"Is there still a choice?" Ji Ning was a little surprised, "The new boss is so nice to me?"
"After all, you have so many endorsements, and you can make money from them! And you are young, so the profit cycle is long," Nono said, "You will meet with the new boss this afternoon, so you can express your gratitude in person."
"Afternoon?" She has to meet the new boss in the afternoon
"Yes, our new boss is Ji Shiyan," Nuonuo looked over, "Don't you know?"
…
"Who?" Ji Ning felt like he was hallucinating.
"Ji Shiyan!" Nuonuo slapped his head, "I thought I told you before, didn't I? He has been discussing the acquisition for a long time. Trash Sun Andong should have left long ago with the shame of his own push."
…
On the other side, Sun He pushed open the office door and stood in front of Ji Shiyan angrily.
"Just because the top management reshuffled, they pulled all my resources away? I'm about to sign a contract for an endorsement, and the TV series is almost confirmed, why do you pull them away just like that?!"
Not long after the man arrived at the company, the eldest lady rushed in to settle the accounts.
"You've done more to Ji Ning than just withdraw endorsements and reduce resources."
"This is just the beginning—" The man sneered expressionlessly, "You can't stand it?"
The author has something to say: Salt: If you love her, buy her junk company.
There are also red envelopes today. I'm a little late because I was busy all day. Sorry.