"Their pastries are hard to come by, and they are only available in limited quantities. We said we wanted to support Yingying, and the store manager is also a fan of Yingying, so we agreed to make so many of them!"

But Song Yingying did not take a photo with Yan Qinghuan, and the fans even smelled clues, all kinds of fans who mocked Yan Qinghuan:

"Some people's fans are so fierce on the Internet that they don't even have a support car! There are probably only [-] active fans on the Internet, and the rest are all trolls!"

"Who would like this kind of green tea bitch in real life! That is, she would sell it badly on the Internet!"

"She's too embarrassed to take a photo with us Yingying! Just like her, she still wants to break up with us Yingying. Our Yingying is a special guest, and I don't know how much more compelling than the second female lead!"

Xiaoye was very angry when she saw the comments on the Internet, "Song Yingying's fans are dogs, right? If you bite Sister Huan, you won't let her go. It's as if you've dug up Song Yingying's ancestral grave!"

Yan Qinghuan also saw those comments. Song Yingying had a lot of opinions on her. Of course, she didn't expect Song Yingying's fans to say anything good. Fans follow the right ones. This sentence is really true.

Xiaoye was a little helpless, "It's just that your fans, Miss Huan, are still in the stage of disorganization and discipline. There is not even a formal fan support club, let alone a food truck!"

Yan Qinghuan didn't care much about these things, after all, the filming had just started, and there was no support from fans other than Song Yingying's fans.

The next morning, after Yan Qinghuan finished filming a scene, Xiaoye excitedly greeted her, "Sister Huan, your fans have also supported you."

Yan Qinghuan's eyes lighted up.

Song Yingying was touching up her makeup, and when she heard Xiaoye's words, she subconsciously glanced at the staff who were moving things not far away.

Yan Qinghuan walked over with Xiaoye, and a staff member handed Yan Qinghuan a handbag and said with a smile: "This is Ms. Mi, I specially asked me to hand it over to you."

Yan Qinghuan smiled, opened the handbag, and inside was an insulated box, Yan Qinghuan unscrewed the lid, and inside was red dates and white fungus porridge.

Mi Duo has been idle recently. Apart from painting, she just bakes. She made a lot of pastries by herself, and she came here to thank the crew for taking care of Yan Qinghuan.

The dining car that should be aided is very simple, just handmade pastries and some snacks.

Song Yingying's assistant got a copy, and said contemptuously: "This is not a fan support, I think she is jealous of you, Sister Yingying, and deliberately spent money to support you! And she has a financial backer? How to support It's so shabby!"

Song Yingying looked at the things in the assistant's hands, and smiled, "It's all about your heart, you can't hate the poor and love the rich."

The little assistant understood, and quickly took a picture with her mobile phone, and posted a Weibo with the text: "Sister Huan's fan treat, the food is delicious."

Looking at the thing in the photo, Song Yingying's fans searched for a long time but couldn't find what it was. They thought it might be something made by the fans themselves.

"The saddest fan in the world, to support his idol, is actually a biscuit made by himself!"

"Let's just say that her fans are all bought, and the number of live fans is no more than three hundred! It looks like the workmanship of a small workshop, maybe they found it by themselves."

Yan Qinghuan didn't want to get to know Song Yingying and her fans in the same way, but Song Yingying managed to catch Yan Qinghuan with one show operation every day.

In particular, these cheers are all mother's wishes, but they are used to make a fuss.

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