"Are you ready?" Qin Song asked, looking down at Lin Mu'an.

"Ah."

The two little girls became even more excited when they saw Qin Song. They pointed at Qin Song and were speechless.

"What's wrong? Do you know me?" Qin Song thought that he was a passerby, and if he was a negative fan, he would pounce on him and scratch him.

"Brother Qin!" the two girls shouted excitedly, looking at Qin Song with stars in their eyes.

Qin Song was stunned for a moment and protected Lin Muan behind him. He felt that the two of them were too excited and felt that they would scare Lin Muan.

"Brother's fan." Lin Muan stuck his head out from behind Qin Song and reached out to hold Qin Song's arm.

Qin Song looked back at Lin Muan and looked at the two girls suspiciously.

The two girls saw their actions in their eyes, and something called the soul of cp was inexplicably ignited in their eyes.

"Brother Qin, you are my fan... No! No, Brother Qin, I am your fan. I have watched every one of your dramas. I also have Brother Qin's peripherals." The little girl opened the bag and took it out. A hang tag.

The acrylic hangtag has the bust of Qin and Song printed on it, and it's very handsome.

Qin Song himself didn’t even know that he had peripherals, because Weibo was managed by the company.

Lin Muan looked at the tag and glanced at Qin Song.

"You are my fans, thank you for liking me." Qin Song smiled. He didn't know how to get along with fans because he had never met any of his own fans.

"Brother Qin, can you sign your name for us?" The girl looked at Qin Song expectantly.

"Okay." Qin Song nodded.

After signing the autograph and finally taking a photo together, of course he took Lin Muan with him again. After waving goodbye to the two little fans, Lin Muan took Qin Song to the nearest market.

The people in the market are quite enthusiastic. As for why they are enthusiastic, it is because many bosses seem to know Lin Muan and say hello to Lin Muan.

"Xiao Lin is here. The pork ribs that were just killed today are very fresh. Auntie left some for you. Come and take a look later." The woman at the pork stall said to Lin Mu'an.

"Okay, come back and take a look after shopping." Lin Muan smiled.

Basically every stall he passed by would have a few words with Lin Muan. Qin Song watched from the side and suddenly realized that he didn't know Lin Muan very well either.

The two of them came to the innermost part of the market. There were quite a lot of people there, so they held hands to prevent them from getting separated.

"Here. I've been here to buy. I know the owner of this store." Lin Mu'an stopped in front of a stall.

Qin Song looked at Lin Muan and nodded.

The boss did know Lin Muan, and he talked to Lin Muan enthusiastically. Qin Song was picking up clothes, and the boss's daughter or something looked at Qin Song from time to time with curious eyes.

"Um...are you Qin Song?" The boss's daughter looked at her phone, then at Qin Song, with a confused tone.

Qin Song looked at the boss's daughter, not sure if she was a fan, and she didn't dare to answer randomly, what if the girl with Lin Muan was a black fan and hurt Lin Muan.

"What's wrong?" Qin Song looked at her coldly.

"No, you are Qin Song, you are more beautiful in person than in the photos." The boss's daughter said excitedly.

"Yes, so you want to take pictures?" Qin Song picked up a piece of clothing and felt that the size and style were okay.

"Is that okay? I'm a CP fan of you and brother Lin...ah!!!" The boss's daughter suddenly screamed, then looked at Lin Mu'an, and her phone almost flew out.

The boss was startled, picked up a clothes pole nearby and hit her.

"What are you calling for? You're scared to death. Xiaolin, are you okay?" the boss asked worriedly.

Almost all the bosses in this street knew that Lin Muan had a problem with his ears, so they were relatively kind to Lin Muan.

"It's okay." Lin Mu'an smiled and shook his head, reaching out to hold the hearing aid.

"It's fine." The boss glared at his daughter and smiled at Lin Mu'an.

The boss's daughter looked at Lin Mu'an with joy, and then looked at Qin Song.

"Is the CP I knocked about real?" The boss's daughter was forced by her mother and did not dare to yell. She only dared to look at the two of them with bright eyes.

"Well, yes?" Lin Muan looked at the boss's daughter with a smile.

Qin Song looked at Lin Mu'an and continued to choose clothes. He felt that if the boss's daughter hadn't been there, she would have jumped up excitedly.

But it seems that he is not a black fan. Qin Song feels that the black fans are very extreme in their actions. It is okay to hurt him, but it is not OK to hurt Lin Muan.

The boss's daughter covered her mouth excitedly and stared at the two of them.

After Qin Song chose the clothes, Lin Muan stopped chatting with the boss. After buying the clothes and paying the bill, he finally took a photo with the boss's daughter, but he agreed not to send it out.

Of course, it's okay to send it out. Lin Mu'an has a way to prevent this.

"Xiao Guai seems to be familiar with the people here." Qin Song held the bag in one hand and held Lin Muan in the other.

"Well, my brother knows that Huasheng is mine, and he probably also knows that Huasheng has donated a lot of things." Lin Muan looked sideways at Qin Song with a smile.

"Little boy, he buys all the goods from here and donates them."

"Well, you don't necessarily have to donate big-brand items. They don't understand and won't use big-brand items, and they'd be reluctant to part with them. I don't think it's necessary."

"Yes." Qin Song nodded in agreement.

Lin Mu'an smiled and took Qin Song back to buy ribs. The woman who sold pork often left meat for Lin Mu'an because her mother was sick and had to be sent to the hospital. Lin Mu'an happened to be free, so she just helped out, and people remembered it.

After buying ribs and going home, Lin Muan went to deal with the ingredients, while Qin Song washed the newly bought clothes.

"My dear, I'm going to join the team in half a month. It seems I have to finish filming before I can come back." Qin Song washed the dishes.

"It's okay, the visiting team will see you."

"Yes, Xiaoguai can come to visit the class." Qin Song came to Lin Muan's side and kissed him on the cheek, "I just thought that I wouldn't be able to see Xiaoguai during the filming, but I didn't realize that Xiaoguai can come to visit the class, but Xiaoguai What should I do if I work well?"

"It's okay. If they can manage themselves well, they will be fired." Lin Muan said expressionlessly.

"Hahaha, you are a selfless little boy, but I like him very much." Qin Song also likes Lin Muan when he has no expression, and if he looks at you like that, you will be completely trapped.

"Well, brother, don't be so talkative and wash the vegetables carefully. Wash them thoroughly." Lin Mu'an cut the vegetables.

"Okay, listen to me and wash carefully." Qin Song smiled and nodded.

Lin Muan glanced at Qin Song. Qin Song stared at him and smiled. Lin Muan also smiled helplessly.

After the two of them had dinner, Lin Muan originally planned to go to the studio to paint, but Qin Song specialized in studying the script, and there were some parts that he didn't read thoroughly, so he wanted to discuss it with the two.

Lin Muan said it was okay and sat aside to accompany Qin Song.

"My dear, I think this script is a bit strange. Why does the emperor only have a side face or a silhouette? Is there no one who can play the emperor?" Qin Song asked Lin Muan, pointing to the script.

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