A few years ago, there was no concept of top-notch people in the entertainment industry. At most, there were only the top four celebrities.

After the emergence of rice circle culture, the term traffic gradually came into being.

Top trending refers to celebrities with extremely high reputations, and more generally speaking, they are hot searches on Weibo.

But there is a difference between top flow and top flow.

The real and only top-notch person is definitely Yunlan, even putting this word on her is insulting to her.

There is no other person like Yun Lan, who is still missed by countless fans after five years of retirement.

Xu Jianian's popularity depends on fans of his girlfriend and wife.

The same goes for other top men and women, appearance is the first factor.

Su Yang is completely different.

It is true that Su Yang has excellent appearance, but his talent is enough for people to ignore his face and figure.

As for Xu Jianian, one of the top stars in the film and television industry, his acting skills cannot be said to be bad, at most they are just passable.

Love is indeed a private matter, but if you start a business based on fans, you must consider the feelings of fans.

If these photos were leaked, they would be enough to bring Xu Jianian down.

"Boss, who was that woman just now? Did you take a picture?" the paparazzi boy asked, "She is wearing a mask and her back is turned to us, so we can't tell who she is."

"They must be going to eat." The paparazzi boss squinted his eyes, "Although it must be a private room, there will be times when they don't wear masks, and we will definitely be able to take pictures."

"I am so happy to see how affectionate they are. They have been dating for at least half a year. Xu Jianian is able to keep it a secret." The paparazzi boy clicked his tongue, "When his relationship was exposed, his relationship collapsed. His fans are all his girlfriend's fans."

"And the woman doesn't seem to be very famous." The paparazzi boss agreed, "But most of his fans are stupid. Who knows if they will protect her, so let's take the photo first."

The three paparazzi followed cautiously.

The other side of town.

In a small teahouse.

Si Fuqing was very happy as she held the large glass of sparkling water that Yu Xiheng specially ordered for her.

Yu Xiheng was still drinking tea: "How was today's shooting?"

"It's okay." Si Fuqing rubbed his shoulders, "I just kept crawling at the beginning and can hardly walk anymore."

Yu Xiheng put down the teacup and raised his eyes: "Did you bring the medicine?"

"I'm taking it with me." Si Fuqing said lazily, "I'm not hurt, just take a nap and you'll be fine."

"By the way." Sang Yanqing remembered something, "There will be a fight scene tomorrow, can you do it? Director Tang has hired several martial arts instructors this time."

Si Fuqing made an OK gesture: "Sister Sang, don't worry, I must be worthy of your title of 'universal student'."

Sang Yanqing: "...You'd better not be sorry."

Today's filming took a long time, and it was all manual labor. Si Fuqing finished several plates of meat by herself.

"Eat slowly." Sang Yanqing patted her back, "I haven't used my cup yet. Take a sip quickly or you'll choke."

Si Fuqing took a sip and suddenly paused with his hand.

She lowered her head and glanced at the cup slowly, expressionless: "Oops."

Before Sang Yanqing could react, he saw Si Fuqing stand up and walk to the corner, then squat down facing the wall.

"What's wrong with you?" Sang Yanqing was confused, "What are you doing squatting down?"

Si Fuqing said nothing.

Sang Yanqing couldn't pull her back at all.

Yue Jian was very wary: "Is there wine in your glass?"

Sang Yanqing was stunned for a moment: "It seems to be fruit wine. Is Qingqing allergic to alcohol? She didn't tell me, I have to write it down."

"It's over." Yue Jian held his forehead, "Let's say hello to the boss here in advance. When she finishes squatting, this place will be demolished soon."

It's fine if it's just an alcohol allergy.

When Si Fuqing drank, the people around him suffered.

She understands it deeply.

After drinking, the junior sister, senior brother and second senior brother couldn't hold it back even if they tried to attack her.

In the end, the master had no choice but to forcibly knock the little junior sister unconscious.

Sang Yanqing: "???"

Before she could understand the meaning of Yue Jian's words, she saw Yu Xiheng passing by in a wheelchair.

He stretched out his hand towards Si Fuqing and said in a clear and low voice, "Or carrot?"

"Wrong, it's not carrots today." Si Fuqing hugged her legs, huddled into a small ball, and corrected him seriously, "Today it's cabbage."

"Oh?" Yu Xiheng smiled, "Isn't Dabaicai going home?"

Si Fuqing thought hesitantly and hugged himself tighter: "You will be eaten if you do that."

"..."

The air suddenly became silent.

Tsukimi raised an eyebrow.

Her junior sister didn't take action directly?

Are you still teasing men here?

For the first time, Yu Xiheng pressed his eyebrows. He sighed and said slowly: "No."

"Yes." Si Fuqing was very sure, "Our Chinese cabbage was eaten by pigs. The other Chinese cabbages are so pitiful, and I am the only one left."

Before Yu Xiheng could speak, the girl squatting on the ground suddenly jumped up.

He was startled for a moment, then caught her and held her waist firmly with his arms.

Her waist is soft but not tough, and it feels really good in the hand.

Si Fu buried his head on his broad chest and tightly hugged his waist with both hands: "A pig is humping me! I'm going to be eaten."

"..."

Xiaobai licked his paws innocently and wagged his tail.

Feng San reminded: "Miss Si, that's your dog..."

Si Fuqing refused to listen.

"I'll take her to sober up first." Yu Xiheng frowned lightly and let her hold him, "You continue."

He put her on his lap, protecting her with one hand, and the wheelchair moved forward automatically.

Sang Yanqing was stunned: "Is Mr. Yu's leg okay?"

It turns out that her artists are all in one fell swoop?

What a miraculous physique.

Feng San subconsciously said: "It should be okay, right?"

After thinking about it several times, he felt something was wrong and pulled him over to Canyon: "Do you think there is something wrong with the way Miss Si and Brother Ninth get along?"

"Why is there a problem?" Canyon said carelessly, "My master's leg was healed by Miss Si, so it's normal to give her a means of transportation."

Feng San thought for a while: "That's right..."

Tsukimi, who has a good ear: "..."

Her junior sister is surrounded by straight men and women.

No wonder.

Under such an environment, she did not expect their junior sister's emotional intelligence to improve.

Tsukimi sighed.

Junior sister is smart in everything, but in certain things, she can be called a fool and a beauty.

**

There was no one outside at this time.

Yu Xiheng put on the mask, then stood up, hugged Si Fuqing in his arms, and wrapped her in his suit jacket.

Si Fuqing stretched out his hand out of habit, not knowing what he touched: "It's ice cold, what is it?"

"mask."

“Why wear a mask?”

Yu Xiheng paused and smiled slightly: "She looks so good-looking."

"Why are you so narcissistic?" Si Fuqing poked at the mask, "You must not be as good-looking as me."
To be continued...