Chapter 301 What kind of divine expansion is this?

The mood swings were so great that Yan Fuguang was afraid that she would suffocate due to lack of oxygen.

Call Zhang Yuanyuan to your side and ask her to pay attention to the back. If the girl faints, call someone at any time.

Zhang Yuanyuan nodded in agreement.

She glanced at Jiang Muyan, who was indeed a little too excited. Not only was his face red, but his neck and ears were all red.

The glances Zhang Yuanyuan cast from time to time caught Jiang Muyan's attention. She knew this was Assistant Yan Fuguang, but she kept watching what she did. Is there anything wrong with her?

Jiang Muyan lowered his head and looked at himself, there was no problem.

Hey, no matter what, it’s important to keep cheering.

But as soon as she raised her head, she was bumped again by the person behind her. An elbow was pressed firmly on the back of her head. Jiang Muyan immediately doubled over in pain.

Zhang Yuanyuan missed it with one wrong eye, and then looked again, eh, the person was gone?

Although I don’t know why Yan Fuguang pays special attention to this person, since he has given the explanation, Zhang Yuanyuan will definitely fulfill his duties.

She quickly ran over to take a look. Seeing that Jiang Muyan was still hunched over, she asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

Jiang Muyan was hit so hard that she was a little dazed from the pain. She just needed to slow down for a while, but Zhang Yuanyuan's sudden appearance left her stunned.

When she realized who it was, she didn't bother to answer Zhang Yuanyuan and immediately said the words she had typed out countless times as quickly as possible.

The words of thanks had been hidden in her heart for a long time. Although she had already said it in a private message, if there was a chance to meet, Jiang Muyan still wanted to say thank you in person.

The word "thank you" was too light, far less than the light that Yan Fuguang's video brought to their family, but Yan Fuguang was too far away from her world, and she couldn't think of how to express her gratitude.

Just now was the closest she had been to Yan Fuguang in her life, but the people around her kept shouting so loudly that she couldn't even hear her own voice clearly.

Jiang Muyan could only watch Yan Fuguang walk away, but she didn't expect that things would take a turn and Zhang Yuanyuan would appear in front of her.

"Miss, please tell the goddess, thank you for taking the time to reply to my private message two years ago. It really gave our family a lot of encouragement. My sister's illness has also recovered smoothly. Please convey my gratitude!

Please please!”

Jiang Muyan spoke sincerely, and it was obvious that if the occasion had not allowed it, she might have thousands more words to say.

Although it sounds confusing, it is a private message and it is sick, and it also indicates that it was two years ago. When several factors are combined, Zhang Yuanyuan can easily remember the private message that he read at the beginning.

She happened to be in charge, and she helped record the video.

"Ah, it turns out it's you!"

The sudden realization in Zhang Yuanyuan's words made Jiang Muyan ecstatic. The assistant lady actually knew about her?

"I will convey it, please pay attention to your safety!" Zhang Yuanyuan said before leaving.

Jiang Muyan nodded fiercely.

It’s incredible!

Why are all the goddess-related plots in her life so dreamy!

During the whole event, Jiang Muyan felt as if there were roots under her feet. No matter how crowded the people around her were, she would hold on to the railing and stand motionless.

She didn't know if there would be a miracle, but she was expecting a miracle.

There were too many people at the scene, and Yan Fuguang could easily cause a disturbance if he walked around at will. Although she did not come in person, Zhang Yuanyuan came towards Jiang Muyan with a bouquet of flowers.

The familiar sunflowers made Jiang Muyan burst into tears instantly. Yan Fuguang still remembered the flowers he gave to his sister two years ago!

Zhang Yuanyuan is not an unknown person. Her conversation with Jiang Muyan attracted a lot of attention before, but now Yan Fuguang's assistant actually sent a bouquet of flowers?

And this girl cried too "heartbreakingly"?!

Jiang Muyan's appearance really frightened the people next to her. Her excitement was not at the same level as the excitement of others.

With so many people crowded together, there are always a few courageous social cows.

"The sunflowers are so beautiful!"

"Wow, that's amazing, little sister, that's the goddess assistant, you actually know each other!"

"That's right, and did the goddess smile at this side before?"

It's a bit rude to ask directly, so I'll make some insinuations. Everyone around me is curious, and now they all have their ears pricked up, for fear of missing some secrets.

Jiang Muyan was embarrassed to be stared at by so many pairs of eyes. She didn't need to look in the mirror to know how embarrassed she was now. She was dripping with tears and had runny nose. She must be terribly ugly.

Her whole face was hidden behind the bouquet, and she quickly rummaged through her bag to find a tissue. Fortunately, she didn't put on eyeliner or mascara when she went out today, otherwise she would never have the courage to see anyone now.

After finally tidying up, Jiang Muyan was still very embarrassed.

She didn't want to talk about her sister's illness everywhere, but she wanted more people to know that the goddess was so good.

Jiang Muyan thought about it and explained: "Two years ago, my family members were sick. I was very panicked and didn't know who to talk to, so I sent a private message to the goddess. Unexpectedly, she replied and specially recorded it for my family.

Got a video.”

As she spoke, tears started to appear again, so she quickly wiped them away and continued.

"On the day my family had surgery, the goddess specially sent me a bouquet of sunflowers. I didn't expect that the goddess would still remember me after so long. Today, she sent me another bouquet of sunflowers."

No one thought that behind a bouquet of sunflowers there was such a friendship spanning two years.

For fans, what could be more satisfying than receiving love in return?

After so many years of fandom, the Stockholm Syndrome may have penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and they have almost forgotten that there is a kind of friendship between fans and idols called a two-way relationship.

I don’t know since when, fans have been manipulated into arbitrary shapes by idols and capital.

Fans will go crazy with joy when an idol smiles. A careless "I love you" is like Chinese New Year. Fans will rush to praise any unsatisfactory work they make.

No matter what bullshit you post on Weibo, the following copywriting is full of criticism, you are the only one in the world, you have been on the cover of many magazines since your debut, and you are the leader in luxury endorsement and fashion resources for n companies...

The number of fans, the number of direct-viewers, the number of likes and comments, the daughter of this brand and that brand is so big, there are only about a hundred words, and there are several fancy fonts, which is dazzling.

Fans don't seem to know that passers-by don't actually like to see these things. Whether they are derogatory or complimentary, everyone just wants to see some real comments and participate in the discussion in a real way, rather than being forced to accept the uniform rhetoric of the fan circle.

To put it bluntly, I am the only one who is moved by the fans’ comments. The louder the comments, the more disgusted passers-by are.

Who cares about your various tops? Passers-by only care about whether the songs are good or not, whether the dance is good or not, and whether the drama is exciting or not.

If the various so-called fault lines can really be said to convince the whole world, then that's fine. If they can't, it's nothing more than adding to the jokes.

Fans have long been accustomed to generating electricity for love, and even feel that these are all deserved. In contrast, Jiang Muyan's story is as perfect as a fairy tale.
Chapter completed!