Chapter One

  Yuan Jingyan's work "The Sound of Time" movie theme song "Who is Listening" original soundtrack released on the same day, won the first place in online electronic album sales, won the netizens' most popular music award, 2014 Chinese Music Newcomer Award, 2014 Most Anticipated Singer Award. At the same time, due to the simultaneous domestic explosion of the song and the movie, it was wildly forwarded by major foreign public platforms. It is reported that "Who is Listening" has been nominated for the Oscar Best Original Score nomination, and Jingyan has been called "Heavenly Voice" by foreign media. Some people even exclaimed: How could someone like this have previously just been a pure movie star?

  Regarding the rumors of buying charts for "Who's Listening", Jin Yan's agency publicly stated: This kind of thing that requires spending money, Jin Yan will not do. --- In response to this statement, the public exclaimed: Jin Yan is so straightforward, so down-to-earth, so cute and lovely.

  Yuan Jinyan said she has no plans to enter the music industry for now and just wants to be a quiet film person.

  Yuan Jinyan has been crowned the " Fourth Most Beautiful Man" for seven consecutive years, and his gentle and down-to-earth image has earned him the nickname among young men as the "man they most want to be friends with", while among young women, he is known as the "man whose smile makes them want to marry him".

  …………

  January 1, 2015.

  G City Airport.

  Busy airport, people coming and going, but those passing by can't help but turn their heads to look at the crowd standing outside the VIP passage. They hold signs or various gifts and flowers, standing in an orderly manner on both sides of the passageway, eagerly waiting quietly. Every face is filled with expectation and excitement. Upon closer inspection, one sees that the banners and signs they are holding read "Nianbao baby, good job!", "Jennian LOVE", "Jennian, seven years together" and so on.

  Suddenly, someone in the crowd said a sentence "He came".

  The fans who were originally standing on the spot waiting, instantly ignited their fighting spirit to 100%, they all raised the signs, flowers and gifts in their hands, every face was excitedly flushed red, they were whispering to each other, wanting to scream but dared not because of the airport order, hundreds of pairs of eyes stared fixedly at the VIP exit.

  About three minutes later, a young man with long black hair and wearing ordinary sportswear walked out of the corridor. His eyes were slightly raised at the corners, and even when his face was expressionless, his lips seemed to be slightly curved into a smile-like shape. This is a face that, strictly speaking, is not particularly outstanding in the modern entertainment industry. However, there are always some people with special magic: when you are gazed at by those black pupils that seem to contain soft and smiling light, as if they are forever covered with a layer of water vapor, you involuntarily want to open your legs wide.

  "Be careful! Be careful!"

  "Awesome! I went to watch 'A Better Tomorrow' seven times in the first week it was released, once a day, until the last show!"

  "Who's Listening?" also has loop playback!

  "Really! Really!!!!!!"

  Although he is a big star, he didn't wear sunglasses and masks like other stars. He smiled and waved at the fans' raised mobile phones and SLRs with a big smile, and when his entourage tried to push the fans away to make way for him, he even whispered: "Be gentle, don't be so rough."

  A gentle and charismatic voice triggered a burst of screams.

  Just then, the crowd gradually became somewhat out of control. A girl standing in the front row holding an exquisite gift box was pushed and shoved to the point where she stumbled out of the crowd. Just as it seemed like she was about to fall to the ground, a figure suddenly appeared and supported her in time.

  "Thank you, thank you! Sorry, sorry I didn't mean to——” She stopped mid-sentence as if she had suddenly realized something. Her eyes widened slightly and she took a deep breath, inhaling the fragrance of agarwood... As she lifted her head, she met a pair of black eyes with a smile.

  "It's okay, be more careful next time."

  "Be careful!"

  "I'm here."

  Under intense pressure, she had an urge to scream, and behind her, the crowd of fans was filled with envious, jealous, and resentful voices. This "lucky" girl quickly took out the gift she had been holding in her arms and handed it to the young man with black hair: "Give it to you! It's a small cake I made myself! I added special seasonings, it tastes great! Although it may bring trouble, please try one -"

  As soon as she finished speaking, the surroundings suddenly fell silent, as if the air was about to condense... When she thought she was going to be rejected and her heart was in her throat, the person in front of her took over the small cookie from her hand and smiled: "Really? Thank you, I'll definitely try it."

  The last "oh".

  "Oh" got out of control for the whole scene.

  "Everyone, please don't push and pay attention to safety - after waiting for so long, everyone has worked hard, go home and rest early, thank you very much for coming to pick up the plane, and also thank you for maintaining order without causing trouble for the airport staff."

  Another "oh".

  "Oh" won the whole field of tears.

  Among the fans' crazy cheering, the black-haired young man did not hand over the gift box to his assistant beside him, but instead held it in his hand, as if he was really going to treat something precious carefully. Under the escort of the staff, he walked towards the special exit outside the airport where an off-road vehicle had been waiting early.

  He walked while turning back to wave and smile at the fans behind him who were holding up signs and crying tears of joy.

  ...until he walked out of the airport, leaving the screams of fans behind the automatic doors.

  The smiling face of the young black-haired person collapsed quickly.

  That's a one-second face-changing game from “^_^” to “=_=”.

  As she stepped into the van and the door slammed shut behind her, the exquisite gift box she had been holding onto just a second before was instantly tossed into the arms of her agent - who was busy trying to catch it. The young woman with black hair then lazily fell back onto the rear seat, pulled out a Flower King brand steam eye mask and put it on, stretched out her legs and let out a languid voice: "Search, Weibo keywords, special materials, cookies, Jing Yan."

  “………”

  Looking at the person beside him with a poker face, ordering him around without showing any of the "warm and refined" demeanor he showed to his fans, Fang Yu, who had been his assistant and agent for seven years, was already used to his temper. He pinched the poor abandoned cookie between his knees, biting his tongue as he dug out his phone from his pocket and searched Weibo with the keywords Jian Ran had instructed him to use, then...

  "Is there?"

  Fang Yu: "There is one, seems like a powder head."

  He was taken aback for a moment, then slumped back into his seat with a comfortable posture and asked in a flat, emotionless tone: "How many forwards?"

  "8,000 and still increasing rapidly."

  He heard the words, took off his steam goggles, and his usually immaculate hair was slightly disheveled. A faint red mark remained on his pale cheek: "So many?"

  "Fang Yu: 'It should be because the host happened to live-stream the scene where you were hit just now...'"

  He hastily snatched the phone from Fang Yu's hand and began to read in a expressionless tone.

  "Ahhh, I'm so excited! Just now, I accidentally bumped into Ranbao (third tone) Bao (second tone), and Ranbao (third tone) Bao (second tone) is indeed very gentle. He told us to go home early, said we've worked hard, and promised to eat the little pancakes I made. Muah muah muah muah muah, for a lifetime."

  Fang Yu: "......"

  He remained silent for a moment, then handed his phone back to Fang Yu: "................ The cookies are yours, eat them."

  Fang Yu: "......what the hell, someone did it for you."

  Jian Ran Sen Sen said: "Have you heard a story, didn't a Korean singer last year just because he drank mineral water with glue sent by fans..."

  Fang Yu: "...... What if I accidentally eat something that kills me?"

  He smiled brightly and said, "I'll send you to the hospital, rescue you, at most I'll cover all the expenses."

  Under such a smile, Fang Yu felt suffocated: "Big brother, I'm afraid I've been rescued in vain and died?"

  "I'll buy you a burial ground, the most expensive one, is that enough?"

  Fang Yu grabbed him frantically: "Not eating won't kill you!"

  "But I've already promised them I'd eat it!"

  "Changing face again: 'It's all been forwarded 8,000 times! 8,000! 8,000 people are watching!' "

  Fang Yu: "......"

  There really isn't anyone worse than this person in front of me, who is known for being "warm and refined" and "kind and approachable".

  Under the urging and curious gaze of the young people with black hair around him, the poor broker Mr. painfully opened the box of gifts, and at the moment he opened it, he heard someone next to him muttering "Damn, it looks like cat shit".

  Fang Yu: "......"

  "Look at me doing what? Eating."

  With a completely empty and dead gaze, Fang Yu swept him with a glance, grabbed a handful of crackers, and swallowed them.

  Chew.

  At the same time, the people around him had already taken out their mobile phones. One of them snatched the cookie box from his arms, held it up to his face with a smile, and then...

  Crash.

  Jian Ran: "Fang Ge, what flavor is the cookie?"

  "It tastes like chocolate, seems to have a bit of matcha powder added, not sweet, quite fragrant."

  Jian Ran: "Oh."

  ……

  Five minutes later.

  Just as Fang Yu lowered his head to scroll through Weibo again, he saw that his own master had updated a new post.

  Photo: Holding up the opened cookie box with a sweet smile in a close-up shot.

  Received cute little cookies, couldn't wait to open and eat them on the bus>

  "Hey, why are you making me take the blame again?"

  Already asleep.

  Fang Yu: "......"

  Start new article spinning around~~~~~