After becoming popular, the rich and powerful became my fans

The cicadas sang the song of summer.

The final exam ended on Monday, and there were fewer people in the crowded library.

It was approaching lunch time, but not many people left the library at this time.

Just because of the guy sitting in the corner of the library.

The sunlight coming in from the window fell on his drooping eyebrows, outlining the outline of that superior facial features into a breathtaking arc.

This scene was then frozen in the photo album of most people's mobile phones.

His name is Jiang Fang.

He is the well-known school grass and learning god of Yanda University.

It is impossible to be famous in a nationally famous institution of higher learning like Yanda if it is just face, and no one does not love people with good looks and strength.

Jiang Fang stayed in one place most of the time in each semester, and only occasionally appeared at the end of the semester, and there were not many opportunities to see him in normal times.

As soon as he appeared in the library, the school's forums and girls' chat groups would start bombarding the news crazily, and those girls who left school after the exam could only regret it.

After a while, the people in the corner finally stood up.

He didn't seem to notice the eyes of the people around him, he packed up the things on the table and left.

When Jiang Fang walked out of the library, his phone vibrated.

【Father, are you flopping today? 】

[If you fart, let it go. 】

[Hot and sour noodles for boiled water, snail noodles for dog eggs, and spicy hot pot for me, with an extra serving of stinky tofu, hehe. 】

[Is this going to collectively miss the smell of the toilet? 】

[No, this calls you unkind, I am unrighteous, the worst is to die together. 】

Jiang Fang raised his eyebrows, and was about to refuse when the phone rang, and the caller showed the old monk.

Jiang Fang answered the phone and picked it up.

Old monk: As a teacher, there is still a big catastrophe in your life. Only through this catastrophe can you be safe and smooth.

Jiang Fang: Who did you learn fortune-telling from?Did you see an advertisement online again and get scammed?

Old monk: You should go home, you don’t need to come here this year.

When Jiang Fang was young, he often fell ill because of his weak constitution. His family had no choice but to send him to a temple to become a monk, but the old monk only accepted him as a lay disciple.

He is different from other disciples, he does not need to burn the ring scars, let alone obey the precepts.

Who would have thought that Yanda's school grass is still a lay disciple of a certain temple.

If there is any feature on his body that has a little connection with the monk, it is probably the clean and refreshing cropped head under the hat.

Jiang Fang: Summer vacation will be in a few days, are you sure?

Old monk: ...you can come back and stay for a few days if you have nothing to do.

The expected answer, Jiang Fang put away his mobile phone, he would always go back to stay for a few days every year during the holidays, and those days are always the most prosperous time for temple incense, because the pilgrims basically come for him.

Jiang Fang took a detour to the cafeteria to buy meals for his three roommates, and it took him a while to line up.

After returning to the dormitory, it was already half an hour later.

When the door was opened, the outside light was also brought in, elongating the figure of the young man, and the outline of the facial features looming under the peaked cap became more exquisite.

The two of them in the dormitory were taken aback by their routine. Fang'er's good looks, even if you look at the entertainment industry where handsome men and beautiful women gather, there are not many that can compare.

"Let me just say, Fang'er will definitely buy it if he doesn't refuse." Old Zhao came back to his senses, and strode forward to take the three strange-smelling meals from him.

Bai Shengshui poked his head out from behind the panel, and the screen of his raised phone was displaying the page of the school forum, "You don't need to say, there is already a post about him going to the cafeteria on the forum, if you want to know his whereabouts, you can find it on the forum .”

Jiang Fang: "Where's the dog?"

Bai Shengshui: "He went to see his girlfriend off, he should be back soon, have you eaten yet?"

Jiang Fang: "Eat."

After a while, Goudan really came back. Goudan's real name is Mo Yuqiu, and the name is very artistic.

While opening the snail powder, Mo Yuqiu said, "If you had come here earlier, my girlfriend might still be able to see you. I haven't seen you once this semester, and I'm almost deaf from her reading."

Jiang Fang has been busy with the project for the past six months. As brothers, they haven't met a few times.

Jiang Fang couldn't bear the impact of the mixed smell, so he simply packed up some clothes and went out, "Eat slowly, I'll go first."

"Where are you going?" the three asked at the same time.

"go home."

The three were a little surprised.

The first time they knew that Jiang Fang was a lay disciple of Shaolin Temple, ah no, a certain temple, they were shocked, why such a handsome guy became a monk.

Later, I learned about his situation and learned that he was sent to the temple because of his health. In name, he was just a lay disciple, not a real monk.

But usually he would talk about going back to Xiangshan Temple, this is the first time I heard him talk about going home.

The Jiang family moved, half a year after Jiang Fang was sent to Xiangshan Temple.

Jiang Fang only went there once when he was admitted to a key high school.

Although only once, but that address has been engraved in his mind.

When he arrived in Haishi, Jiang Fang called Jiang's mother and told him that he was back.

Jiang's mother was very excited. This was the first time that the eldest son came back on his own initiative. It's just that she and Jiang's father happened to be outside to deal with some business matters. Even if they rushed back now, it would take more than an hour.

Mother Jiang told him that his younger brother Jiang Qi was at home now.

Jiang Fang was a little surprised, Jiang Qi should be at school at this time, and came back from vacation so soon.

He didn't ask much, maybe some schools have early exams and early holidays.

After finding the house number of Jiang's house, Jiang Fang rang the doorbell.

After a while, the door opened.

"Do you want takeaway, so fast today?"

Jiang Qi's voice came out first.

Jiang's father and Jiang's mother came back late today, and Jiang Qi ordered takeaway 10 minutes ago.

Unexpectedly, what appeared outside the door was not the takeaway boy he thought, but a man wearing a peaked cap and at least 1.8 meters tall. Outlined by the outline, there are full and moderate smiling lips and a beautiful and straight nose.

Judging by Jiang Qi's standard vision of looking at most handsome men and women in the entertainment industry, as long as this man's eyes don't hold him back, he is definitely a perfect idol face.

"Who are you?" Jiang Qi felt a little wary in his heart.

Jiang Fang was a little taller than Jiang Qi, and raised his head: "I am your father, ah, I was wrong, I am your brother."

It's all the fault of those kids in the dormitory, so I accidentally said it out.

Jiang Qi was stunned the moment he saw his eyes, which were as bright and transparent as glass balls, like a pen with a touch of light, forming an unforgettable face.

Although he has only been in the entertainment industry for a short year, he has seen many beauties, but none of them are comparable to the one in front of him. On a stage where there is no spotlight, he is a spotlight.

Jiang Qi didn't realize it until a second later, he didn't feel the bond of brotherhood, his first reaction was to find fault, or it was the illegitimate fan or reporter who followed him.

"Hurry up, or I'll call the police."

Jiang Fang: "Brother, didn't you read the message our mother sent you?"

Jiang Qi paused, just now he felt that the man in front of him looked familiar, and he talked about his brother Jiang Fang.

He only met once when the other party was admitted to a key high school. At that time, he was still in elementary school and was only in his teens.

He only vaguely remembered that his elder brother was not bad looking. He hadn't seen him for so many years, and the other party's facial features had also grown, so he couldn't remember even more.

The only thing Jiang Qi didn't expect was that his brother would look better when he was an adult, even wearing a peaked cap, he couldn't stop the charm released by this face.

"You...why did you come back suddenly?"

Jiang Qi shyly let the person in, then picked up the phone on the coffee table, and sure enough, he saw the message Jiang Mu sent him half an hour ago, which said that his brother was back, and asked him to open the door then.

At that time, he was practicing dancing in the living room with music on, but he didn't hear his mobile phone ringing.

"I should be the one asking you that."

Jiang Fang threw his backpack on the sofa in the living room, not at all like someone returning home for the first time after many years.

His generosity made Jiang Qi less nervous.

Although they are brothers, he has heard more about the existence of this brother from his parents these years. The two have never gotten along, so it is inevitable that they are unfamiliar.

Just as Jiang Qi was about to speak, his cell phone rang.

is a broker.

"I'm going to answer the phone. Your room is upstairs, the innermost one."

Jiang Qi walked towards the balcony while talking.

Jiang Fang knew that after the Jiang family moved here, Jiang's mother said more than once that he had reserved a room for him, even if he didn't come back to live in that room, that room has always been there.

"elder brother……"

Jiang Qi stopped in the middle of shouting.

"Brother Chi, what can you do with me?"

Brother Qi is his manager. His full name is Luo Weiqi. Although he is ten years older than him, the two have a good relationship. They are both teachers and friends, so he usually calls each other brother.

Today his brother came back, I don't know why.

Jiang Qi was reluctant to shout like that again.

He definitely wasn't because of Jiang Fang, he just didn't want to confuse it.

"The variety show I told you the day before yesterday, have you decided who to invite?" Although Luo Weiqi was surprised, he didn't particularly care about it. He had a serious business this time.

"Not yet. My parents have their own things to do. I'm afraid it will be difficult for them to spare time. Moreover, they are not used to being exposed to the camera." Jiang Qi replied.

No ordinary person is used to being stared at by many people. Variety shows want effects, not nervousness and cramps.

Even if his parents agree, the effect will not be much better.

He knew his parents well, and it was difficult for him to adapt.

"This is not easy." Luo Weiqi was a little worried, "Don't you have any other relatives?"

The theme of this variety show is to be with relatives. Guests must invite their relatives, not others.

No one is stupid enough to cheat on this kind of thing, otherwise it is equivalent to giving a handle to the opponent.

This is to dig a grave for yourself, and then tell all your opponents to ask them to help cover the coffin, bury the soil, and paint.

Just as Jiang Qi was about to say no, there was a sound of footsteps in the room.

It's Jiang Fang.

Through the French windows, he saw Jiang Fang coming down the stairs.

Peaked cap, white sweater, black slacks, and a pair of house slippers that have just been put on for a while. They are obviously dressed casually, but they have a high-cold temperament of walking on a runway show with every gesture.

Seemingly aware of his gaze, Jiang Fang squinted over, his eyes flashed brightly, and the impact of the picture instantly reached its peak.

Jiang Qi's heart beat so fast that he couldn't hold it down.

"Hello? Did you hear me?"

Chico's voice brought him back to reality.

Jiang Qi suddenly came back to his senses, but his eyes were fixed on Jiang Fang. He suddenly realized that there was a good candidate in front of him.

"I have a choice!"

"Who?"

"My dear brother, I'll go and tell him."

Jiang Qi hung up the phone.

Luo Weiqi on the other end was at a loss.

Isn't Jiang Qi the only child?

Where did my brother come from?

Jiang Qi walked into the living room.

Jiang Fang had already come down, sitting on the sofa and eating an apple.

Jiang Qi did some psychological training: "Brother, I have something to ask for your help."

Jiang Fang raised his eyelids to look at him: "Say."

"I have a variety show and I need to invite a relative to participate, can you...can you go with me?"