What to do if you become famous too fast

Wang Huan couldn't believe his eyes.

Is this person his brainless fan?

The fan who spent more than 200 million to buy his album for him?

The powerful general that Wei Shuo said?

The head of the first regiment of his Poison Legion?

Wang Huan is still complacent today, he has such a brainless fan who has given everything for him.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a pervert!

shit.

Didn't he come for his own body?

Wang Huan subconsciously clamped his legs, his eyes were full of vigilance.

"What do you want to do?"

Gao Zeyu looked around and said in a low voice: "Brother Huan, I'm not a pervert, I just have to make up like this because I'm afraid my fans will recognize me, look, this is my bodyguard, specially here to protect me."

He pointed to the ordinary-looking man next to him.

Wang Huan frowned: "You mean, you're still a little star?"

Gao Zeyu shook his head: "I'm not a small star, I'm a top traffic star!"

Wang Huan looked at it for a long time, but he couldn't tell which star the pervert in front of him looked like, but he felt vaguely familiar.

"who are you?"

Gao Zeyu glanced around and pointed to a nearby clothing store: "Brother Huan, come with me, we will go into a fitting room together, and you will know who I am after I take off my disguise."

Wang Huan carefully checked Gao Zeyu's eyes and found that there was no desire in it, so he was relieved.

"Okay! I want to see who you are."

Wang Huan turned around and walked into the clothing store, picked up a random piece of clothing, opened an empty fitting room and went in.

Gao Zeyu also followed behind.

As for Gao Zeyu's bodyguard, he stood quietly at the door of the fitting room, not allowing anyone to approach him.

The saleswoman outside saw her eyelids twitching, and wanted to stop it, but hesitated for a moment, and then stopped, but her eyes were fixed on the fitting room. Once there was an indescribable sound coming from inside, She called the police immediately.

Entering the fitting room, Wang Huan casually threw the clothes in his hands aside, folded his arms, leaned against the wall, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Take off your makeup and let me see your true face."

"Okay~~~"

Gao Zeyu tore off the wig, took out the two oranges on his chest, wiped off the bright lipstick and eye shadow on his sleeves, pulled out the false eyelashes, and then looked up at Wang Huan.

Just a face to face.

Wang Huan froze for a moment.

The eyeballs almost popped out.

"You...you...you are Gao Zeyu?"

Chapter 0175 Brother Huan, he...he said to write me a song

When Gao Zeyu said that he was a celebrity just now, Wang Huan almost guessed all the celebrities he knew in the entire entertainment industry.But only did not guess Gao Zeyu's body.

"how is this possible?"

Wang Huan muttered to himself, he rubbed his eyes, and pinched Gao Zeyu's thigh vigorously. Seeing that Gao Zeyu's face was distorted in pain, he was sure that he was not dreaming.

After a while, Wang Huan came back to his senses.

"You... aren't you the head of the first regiment of the Poison Legion? Aren't you still clamoring on the Internet today that you want to defeat Gao Zeyu? How could this be?..."

Wang Huan couldn't understand.

Do it yourself?What kind of crazy operation is this?

Gao Zeyu touched his head, showing an embarrassed expression, and said with a smile: "Brother Huan, since I first heard you sing "You at the Same Table" on the Internet, I have become your fan. Your every I really like every song, so I joined the poisonous army later, but I didn’t expect that by accident, my fans would fight with your fans..."

"Then you fucked yourself up?"

"Hey, I can't help it. In front of my idol and my own honor, I chose my idol."

"..."

Wang Huan was still a little unacceptable.

A top little fresh meat in the entertainment industry is actually his fan.

And for him, I got into a pinch with my fans!

Gao Zeyu said in a low voice: "Brother Huan, now you know why I wear makeup like that? Because I am your fan, but I dare not be recognized by my fans. If my fans know that I am your fan, then My fans will definitely break. If your fans know that I am your fan, then your fans will definitely hit me. My fans will also hit your fans. As your fan, I must not hit your fans I can't hit my fans either. So, I will definitely be in a dilemma when the time comes, there are no people inside and out."

What are your fans, my fans?

Wang Huan felt dizzy for a while.

"Stop, stop, just say, why are you looking for me this time? You can't come here for my autograph, right?"

Gao Zeyu said: "Brother Huan, since I have made countless contributions to you, can you do me a favor? Will you?"

After finishing speaking, Gao Zeyu took out a crumpled piece of paper from his body and handed it to Wang Huan.

Wang Huan took a closer look and saw Gao Zeyu's great achievements as the head of the First Poison Legion written on it.

Day X: Kill the [-] trolls of Brother Huan on the Internet.

Day X: Leading the First Legion to fight against Yu Yan fans.

Day X: In order to get Brother Huan's songs on the charts, he led an army of [-] poisonous people to fight all night.

……

Day X: Buy 01 copies of the [-] album to support Brother Huan.

Day X: Wearing a windbreaker and a mask to watch Brother Huan's Demon City concert.