The daily life of the popular celebrity ex

Zhu Jun seldom face-to-face. In the circle of star chasing, male fans are rare creatures. Once the identity of male fans is exposed, many online activities will be excluded by other fans, and female fans will subconsciously have more layers wary.

Zhu Jun understands the cautious attitude of female fans very well. As a man, he also has deep doubts about the moral level of some men.

Out of this consideration, the gender column of Zhu Jun’s vest will always be filled with “female”, but now, his vest has been stripped off, and many big fans already know his gender and identity. To be honest, I wish you Jun is a little embarrassed - he can almost be crowned the "No. [-] actor" in the Anrui fan group.

Zhu Jun and the fans agreed to meet at a restaurant, the location was set by a "charlatan", but it happened to be the hotel under Zhu Jun's name.

The "charlatan" sent the name of the box, and Zhu Jun's brain hurts a little - he remembers that box is the largest one in the restaurant, it can accommodate three large round tables and sixty people.

But Mr. Zhu is already on his way. He is a big man, and he can't back down temporarily. Even if he knows it's a Hongmen banquet and he bites the bullet, he still wants to go.

Zhu Jun is not just lonely and courageous, he has already greeted the store manager in advance, if the situation is not good, he will send waiters and security guards to control the field, the store manager agreed on the phone.

Zhu Jun got off the online car-hailing car, saw his store manager at the door of the restaurant, and couldn't help shouting: "Lin Quan."

Lin Quan was a fair and handsome man. His long hair was tied behind his head with a cloth towel, and he was wearing a loose Tang Dynasty costume. He looked like an actor.

"It's hard for you to remember my name." Lin Quan mocked, but quickly passed a warm towel, "Boss, wipe off your sweat."

Zhu Jun wiped off his sweat, and boasted without distraction: "You are getting better and better."

"You say that every time you see me." Lin Quan debunked Zhu Jun's tricks and asked him again, "How did you offend him? I've seen so many women get together."

Zhu Jun smiled wryly for a while, but couldn't explain it, so he could only laugh and say, "It's not a big deal, just make it clear."

"Do you need me to go in with you? I'm a little worried about you going in alone."

"No, I can, and they are all very reasonable girls."

"If you find that the situation is not good, send a WeChat message, and we will rush in to save you."

"It shouldn't be that troublesome."

"No way, why did you call me halfway?"

"Isn't this preparedness?"

"..." Lin Quan held back what he wanted to say, and changed it into a sentence, "Do you want to eat something before going in?"

"No, it's almost the appointed time, don't make them wait too long."

"Okay, stay safe."

"It's all right."

Zhu Jun waved his hand, and went upstairs very familiarly, and after several turns, he arrived at the door of the agreed box.

He took a deep breath, pushed open the door, and met dozens of pairs of eyes staring at him directly.

He stood at the door, and for the first time in his life understood what it meant to be "panicked."

He wanted to turn around and run away, but he closed the door behind him naturally and calmly, and said, "I am Zhu Jun, who of you is a charlatan?"

"I am." A petite woman stood up, she was wearing a blue dress, but her aura was unexpectedly strong, "I am a charlatan, my name is Su He."

"Hello, Su He." Zhu Jun exchanged glances with her, looked around naturally, and said, "You said you brought a few friends, but it seems that you brought dozens of friends."

"Sorry, there were only a few people at the beginning, and then some people were afraid that we would fight with you and wanted to come over to try to persuade the fight, and the few people became more than a dozen people. Later, the support club got the news and sent people over. The big ones Zhanzi heard that the support club sent people over, and clamored to come over, but in the end, out of nowhere, everyone came..."

"Like the previous new show conference to support?" Zhu Jun took the words naturally, "In the beginning, only a few companies were going to do it, but then everyone did it. No matter where An Rui goes, he can see fans. mind."

"You stayed up for three days and three nights for that support, and barely slept for a few hours." It was a slightly mature woman who spoke. As soon as she opened her mouth, Zhu Jun could tell that it was the group leader of Anrui's rich women group. , and they have known each other on the Internet for three years, "I was afraid that your body would not be able to hold on, and I kept advising you to take a good rest, but you were disobedient and kept going through the whole process."

"Sister Coke..." Zhu Jun softly called out the woman's online name.

"Although you used a voice changer, your tone of voice is still exactly the same as before."

"Sorry, I lied to you."

Sister Coke shook her head and said: "Whoever doesn't wear a few layers of skin on the Internet, you don't have to feel sorry for it. I didn't come here to listen to your apology. I came here to persuade you to fight. By the way, I will see the good sisters I have known online for so long , what does it look like?"

"...I'm a man."

"You are a good-looking man. If you were not an amateur, I would have picked up the cannon and shot you hard."

Zhu Jun's face is thin, and he turned his face in embarrassment. He happened to see a woman who was typing on the keyboard. The woman was very sensitive. Almost the next second when Zhu Jun's gaze moved over, she raised her eyes and asked, "What are you doing?" looking at me?"

"..."

"I'm working overtime."

"...Okay, you are busy."

"Not wondering who I am?"

"..." To be honest, I'm not too curious.

"Strawberry jam, I am your president."

There is only one default president in the fan circle, and that is the president of the official support club.Zhu Jun briefly worked in the management of the support club for a few months, and later resigned on the grounds of being "busy with his studies". However, he has a lively and cute personality, is quick to do things, and is also known as the "King of Communication" in the fan circle. Forcibly stayed in the group and became a "group favorite".

Zhu Jun still remembers his personality in the group - a college student who is working hard to take the postgraduate entrance examination.He was so embarrassed that he wanted to sneak into the cracks in the ground, but the president seemed not to notice, and made up for it.

"How did you deal with the tutoring materials for the postgraduate entrance examination that I bought for you before?"

"I sent another girl in the fan circle to take the postgraduate entrance examination, thank you."

"Well, it's good to make the best use of everything."

Zhu Jun moved his feet. He never thought that today's meeting would be like this. If he had known this, he would have to prepare mentally in advance. At least he had to figure out how to deal with the people he knew each other in a smooth manner. close friends.

A few women made a good start, and soon other women gathered around and introduced their IDs one by one. Zhu Jun suddenly found that among the more than 60 people's IDs, none of them was unfamiliar to him. We've known each other for at least a year, and most of them have collaborated because of fan circles.

Zhu Jun’s vests were stripped off one by one, such as a wealthy and lonely middle-aged woman, an optimistic female college student obsessed with postgraduate entrance examinations, a foreign Chinese working in the IT industry overseas, and an innocent high school student who first fell in love with stars. ...

I wish each of Jun's vests is more exciting than the other, each one is done to the extreme, the details fit perfectly, and they all have very good friends in the circle.

At the end of the scene, Zhu Jun's ears were red. Sitting among the women, he couldn't help begging for mercy: "Save me some face..."

"What face are you saving, you big liar, you have cheated us so much..."

"That time because of your trumpet A, we were bullied, and we took your trumpet B to beat trumpet A. We dared to beat ourselves..."

"No wonder every time I call you out, you always push back and forth. You are an onion monster, with layer upon layer of vests, and the disguise is too good..."

Tired of chatting, Su He took the time to call the waiter to serve the food, Zhu Jun was pushed to the head of the main table by the women, and everyone started chatting while eating.

When the meal was almost finished, the women picked up their bags and said goodbye one after another, saying that the meal money had been collected and given to the president, and each of them had a few dollars, and by the way, they helped Zhu Jun get their share.

Zhu Jun said directly: "I'll ask for this meal, I can still afford it."

The women didn't speak, and most of them lowered their heads. Zhu Jun understood in seconds—they created a private group and were discussing in the group.

After a few minutes, the chairman raised his head and said, "I can't let you please."

Zhu Jun was about to continue to persevere, when she heard her lightly say: "You are our ex-sister-in-law, there is no reason for the ex-sister-in-law to invite fans to dinner."

A night of joy and harmony came to an abrupt end at this moment.Zhu Jun straightened his back. He looked at these old friends and prepared to face the trial about him.