I can't catch the idol queen

This account is... dedicated to her?
Chu Shan was so surprised that she felt a little unsteady in her hands.

This person specially applied for a Weibo account to follow her, and only followed her, and never missed any of her Weibo.

What is his purpose?
Simply fan her?Chu Shan felt that it was impossible to convince herself with this reason.

Hack her?But it's not like, it's obvious that every comment he made on her Weibo was centered on her.

So what is it for?
Chu Shan couldn't figure it out, the joy just now was also washed away by this inexplicable trumpet.

She looked at his Weibo earnestly again, wondering if it was because of her frequent comments on her Weibo, this trumpet has tens of thousands of fans.

Because he has never posted any Weibo, his fans come to his Weibo to check in, and have nowhere to go, so they have to succumb to the content posted by the system very aggrieved.

With the intention of visiting, she clicked on the system Weibo, and all the fans below checked in.

Many are praising him for his single-mindedness, Weibo is as neat as a piece of white paper, only Chu Shan is the only scenery, undoubtedly the number one mosquito.

Some people also say that he is cool, clean, and neat, simply speaking of him.

Some people even said that he was the prince of love, and every comment on Chu Shan's Weibo was full of adultery.

But no matter what the content was, the Weibo owner never replied, as if his Weibo had only one function.

Apart from commenting on her Weibo, I will never do anything else.

Chu Shan looked at it one by one, and found it incredible.

The brains of these netizens are really big, they can think of anything, and they can't help but secretly rejoice that this Weibo fan doesn't have so many fans, and they are also low-key.

Otherwise, according to his behavior, if someone with a heart reads it, maybe they really have to create a little scandal for her and this account.

Small gossip?
Thinking of this, Chu Shan suddenly laughed in a low voice.

That's so serious, but it's just a fan.

Now there are too many fans who like idols, there are many more infatuated ones.

This was Chu Shan's mind at this moment, and she just felt that she was just being mediocre.

Thinking about it this way, my mood turned into a better mood again, and it was especially pleasing to watch this small Weibo.

Maybe, what a little fan!

Shen Mufei was also playing with his mobile phone, but this meeting had come to an end, so he put away his mobile phone.

Glancing to the side, she saw that Chu Shan was holding her mobile phone and smiling happily, so the corners of her mouth curled into an undetectable arc.

Shen Mufei didn't need to take a big rest, even if he just put on a casual dress and stood among the crowd, it would still be the most dazzling one.

So the team of dedicated stylists didn't dare to make it too much for him, so they simply trimmed his slightly long hair, and with Shen Mufei's permission, trimmed his eyebrows by the way.

In fact, before this, Shen Mufei would never allow anyone to move his eyebrows, he just did whatever he thought it should be.

But after staying with Chu Shan for a long time, seeing Chu Shan put on makeup many times, her eyebrows were the focus of attention, so he couldn't hold back, and subconsciously responded.

Shen Mufei's attire was simple, and his hair and eyebrows were done very quickly. After finishing, he didn't rush to change clothes, so he put on home clothes and sat on the sofa to watch Chu Shan do her hair.

In the past, Chu Shan's hair was always black and straight in private life, but now she has been permed, and she doesn't know what it will look like.

Shen Mufei just stared at it intently, staring at it, and actually felt very satisfied.

Everything was just right, the time was just right, the temperature was just right, and the people... were just right.

Chu Shan permed her hair, put on makeup, and styled her hair, all in one afternoon.

After finishing all these, Shen Mufei saw that Chu Shan was well equipped, and was embarrassed to let her into the kitchen, so he ordered Li Ma to ask someone to cook.

Da Baoer didn't know where to go early in the morning, and it was meal time when she came back.

The three of them ate together. Chu Shan thought about wearing a dress later, so she dared not eat more. She drank a few mouthfuls of soup and pretended to be full.

Shen Mufei couldn't stand it anymore, and urged her to eat more, but between food and beauty, in a woman's heart, the balance was always tilted towards beauty.

Chu Shan didn't want Shen Mufei to continue urging herself, so she faltered a few times before turning her attention to Da Bao'er.

"Big Baoer, after New Year's Day, you go to class."

It is not the official opening of the school, but a cram school.

Da Baoer went to school too late. Although she knew that he worked hard, Chu Shan was still afraid that he would not be able to keep up.

She had already thought about the cram school, but she was just waiting for the New Year's Eve. After all, this was the first holiday for Da Baoer after he went to school, so he had to have fun.

There is still more than half a month before the school starts, and the cram school was found not long after Da Baoer was on vacation.

This is also the reason why she said last time that Shen Mufei and Da Baoer were in a state of insufficient balance during their holidays.

Da Baoer didn't feel unhappy at all, on the contrary, she was excited because she was going to go to class. Before she could swallow the food in her mouth, she said yes crisply.

Hearing this, Chu Shan was relieved.

Withdrawing his gaze, he planned to look at Shen Mufei, but when he subconsciously turned his head, he suddenly stopped.

She didn't want to be urged to eat by the big devil Xi, so she racked her brains to think of something to talk to Da Baoer.

Not to mention, let her find one.

She thought, other people's children are all versatile, and Da Bao'er can't be left behind.

So she asked Da Baoer: "Da Baoer, do you have any special hobbies?"

In fact, she wants Da Baoer to learn the piano.

The piano is so elegant. If Da Baoer learns well, she will be an elegant prince if she sits in front of the piano.

Ideas are always good, but reality is often not so perfect.

Da Bao'er probably didn't hear the agreement in her words, she swallowed the food in her mouth seriously, and then replied: "I love studying!"

These words were answered so loudly that Chu Shan almost believed them.

Well, she really believed it. Da Baoer is indeed a good baby who loves to study, at least more than she did when she was a child.

Comparing the two, she might just be a retarded student.

Chu Shan changed her method and said, "I mean, besides studying, do you have any other hobbies?"

"For example, singing, dancing, playing the piano, drawing...Of course, if you like singing or something, I will support it."

"Chinese opera is very good, but I don't like it, sister Chu Shan." Da Baoer replied immediately.

Now he could tell that Chu Shan was going to enroll him in an interest class, but what did he like?As if he didn't even know it himself.

Now, he just wants to study hard and not improve his grades, so that he can be promising when he grows up, and then protect his sister Chu Shan.

Seeing Da Baoer's young age, Chu Shan showed a dazed expression, knowing that he hadn't figured it out yet, and didn't pursue her, so she smiled and said, "Don't worry, you're still young, think slowly, think it over, Just tell your sister."

While speaking, Shen Mufei had already put away the bowls and chopsticks, picked up the napkin and pressed the corner of his mouth, obviously he was done eating.

Seeing this, Chu Shan quickly asked Da Baoer to eat.

Da Baoer ate in response.

After lunch, Chu Shan and Shen Mufei sat for a while, seeing that it was almost time, they went out together.

The premiere of "Nanjing Fengyun" was held at "Qi Li", the largest cinema in Beicheng.

Participating in such a public occasion, Chu Shan did not enter the arena with Shen Mufei, and even got into a different car before going out.

When they arrived at the theater, they could only be regarded as people from the two unfamiliar worlds who arrived at the same time.

"Nanjing Fengyun" is a big production, and there are a lot of media on the scene. Even though it is still early, there are already a lot of people blocking the entrance of the theater.

Before Chu Shan got in the car, she called Li Jie, so when she arrived at the theater, she was picked up by Li Jie and Di Shuang after she got off the car.

She was the number one female, and there was a separate lounge at the back of the venue. Li Jie took her in and quickly called a makeup artist to touch up her makeup.

Li Jie watched Chu Shan touch up her makeup, stood aside and said, "The one who will walk the red carpet with you later is none other than Mr. Shen."

It was only then that Li Jie knew that he felt a little complicated.

"At the premiere of "Nanjing Fengyun", you and Mr. Shen walked the red carpet together, which makes sense. You are the leading lady, and he is the employer."

"Besides, even if someone says bad things, it's actually a good thing for us. Whether they say good things or bad things, they will pave the way for your future affairs."

Since Chu Shan asked her to take this preparation, she has made countless sets of remedial plans for Chu Shan and Shen Mufei when they made it public, trying to minimize Chu Shan's damage.

Of course, if it can be used for some benefit, that would be even better.

Chu Shan was not in a hurry, she trusted Li Jie and knew that she would take care of it for herself, so she sat obediently and asked the makeup artist to make up for her makeup that was lost during the meal.

After finishing her makeup, she stood up and asked Li Jie, "Sister Huan, do I... look good today?"

I'm going to walk the red carpet with the big devil later, that guy is so tall and handsome, how can I not pay attention to it.

Although it can't be as perfect as it is, at least it must be not ashamed.

Before the premiere, a door attendant came to remind us that we could go to the front.

Chu Shan stood up, brushed her newly done hair, and went out with Li Jie.

Reporters from major media outlets are already in place, and specially hired photographers are also standing in their own positions.

Qi Zheng has a lot of face. Almost half of the entertainment industry was invited to this premiere, and a large part of them are big names who Chu Shan can name but have no chance to meet.

In front of Chu Shan, there were other people walking the red carpet, she waited silently, and it was her turn after a while.

At the same time, a slender figure cast in front of her at the right time.

But looking back, she already knew who it was.

It's the big devil Xi, that's right, the faint orange smell on his body, she probably will never forget it in her life.

She turned her head slightly and smiled at Shen Mufei.

Shen Mufei nodded towards her, then stretched out his arms naturally, elegantly like a noble prince.

Oh, I forgot, he was originally a prince, her prince.

With a smile all over her eyes, she gently put her hand into his arms, followed his steps, and walked slowly into the venue, calmly, gracefully, gentle and powerful.

In an instant, the lights were like torches, and the reporters from the major media, facing them, the female number one of "Nanjing Fengyun", and the person with the dual identities of the largest employer and the president of Shen's, entered a desperado mode of racing against time.

This opportunity is so rare. Before this, Shen Mufei, the chief executive of the Shen Corporation, had never appeared in any media.

The only time, only the most important part of the back view was left out. This back view was put on because it was photographed by someone else.

Now the CEO of Shen's attended the premiere, not only showed his face, but also generously accompanied Chu Shan, the lead star of "Nanjing Fengyun", on the red carpet.

Before this news was written, it was already known that it would become a big hit.

The red carpet was long and they walked for a long time, but not enough, not at all.

Those reporters frantically pressed the shutter, wishing that time would stop here, so that they could take a good look at the demeanor of this great president.