The daily life of the popular celebrity ex

An Rui entered the recording studio to work, surrounded by a circle of staff, Zhu Jun didn't go over to make trouble, and scanned a shared power bank, found a comfortable place, and plugged in the video to play mobile games.

After playing a few games, he still logged into Weibo and scanned Anrui's square. It was calm, as if nothing had happened.

Zhu Jun scanned a few big fans of Anrui who were very talkative, and found that their homepage hadn't been updated today, so he smiled comprehensibly.

He also didn't go to Doudou.com - several well-known entertainment groups on Doudou.com were disbanded directly. There was a lot of noise in the base area.

Zhu Jun asked himself at this time: "Why are you looking at these? Do you still care about Anrui's fan circle, how do you evaluate you?"

"Actually, I don't care. I just want to see how those familiar people are doing recently."

For any app that wants to attract fans to gossip and engage in daily activities, the gameplay is basically a routine, and it can be mastered. Zhu Jun registered an account, answered the questions for the group easily, and then saw 999+ unread messages .

Sure enough, the fans are here.

In fact, the attitude of the fans is quite gentle. Someone dumped the photos taken by Ms. Zhan, and a group of people below are sending blessings. Although the blessings are extremely perfunctory, there is a sense of "you two bad guys get together". , but still blessed.

Later, I didn't know who it was, and mentioned: "He used to be a big fan in our circle, does anyone know what his ID is?"

Zhu Jun knew many of the people who swiped the screen in the group. He slowly scrolled down the chat history, only to find that they were in perfect harmony, and no one answered the question. Naturally, he changed the topic to another direction.

Zhu Jun is somewhat touched. He has been a big fan for so many years, and he hopes that when others mention him, he simply says that that person retreats to work on the three-dimensional, instead of sarcasm, that is sister-in-law's trumpet , who knows what he was thinking, he came to hang out in the fandom.

No matter how many times they hurt each other in the past, they both gave each other a layer of decency in the end.

Zhu Jun pulled all the chat records to the end and was about to quit the group when he suddenly found that he had received a private message from a stranger.

Charlatan: "Zhu Jun?"

Zhu Jun let out a "hiss—" and replied, "Su He."

Su He quickly replied to him: "How did you get here? Didn't you accompany An Rui in the recording studio?"

"Your news is really fast."

"Sister Zhan has taken photos, how could she be unhappy."

"I see Weibo is still calm."

"It's sunny, they've moved their positions, haven't you touched them too?"

"I'm just here to see."

"Don't worry, there are not many people who scold you, and those who would scold you have already lost their fans."

"Oh."

"By the way, are you guys getting back together? When are you going to make it public? I'm ready to retweet the lottery and get some gifts."

Zhu Jun shook his head, replied "Downloaded", and then exited the software.

In the evening, Anrui's staff ordered takeaway. Zhu Jun wanted to get a lunch box, but Anrui stuffed a lunch box that was completely different from the takeaway.

"It's overheated, let's eat it." An Rui's voice was a little hoarse from singing for hours, but it still sounded good.

"What did you cook in the morning?" Zhu Jun asked softly.

"Well, I'm afraid your stomach hurts after eating the food outside, so go eat."

In fact, in the past two years, Zhu Jun and Zhou Lan have been together for a long time, and they have eaten a lot of lower-priced dine-in and snacks. The stomach is not as delicate as it used to be.

Zhu Jun mentioned this once when he was arguing with An Rui before, and Zhu Jun also believed that An Rui knew about it—but An Rui still couldn't bear him not eating well, and would help him prepare lunch early, Zhu Jun Seeing it in my eyes, I was more or less moved.

But this kind of moving, like the light of a candle burning a hard rock, cannot change Zhu Jun's mind.

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After eating, Zhu Jun returned the charging treasure and continued to play games in his seat. While playing, he heard footsteps from far to near, he raised his head and saw An Rui's face.

An Rui asked him softly: "Do you want to meet my staff this time?"

Zhu Jun shook his head and said, "Go ahead, you don't need to introduce yourself."

"That's good, anyway, I'll get familiar with it gradually in the future. I'm recording songs now, and I rely on them."

An Rui seems to want to bring Zhu Jun into his work circle, and this is what Zhu Jun was looking forward to.

The clock pointed to eleven o'clock, and the day's recording was finally over. Zhu Jun took a nap in the lounge in the evening, and he was in good spirits. The staff surrounded them and went downstairs to the door of the building. Through the glass, Zhu Jun found that it was snowing heavily outside, and in the snow, there were many people standing with umbrellas—they were all fans of An Rui.

An Rui asked Wang Qin: "Didn't you persuade them to leave?"

Wang Qin said softly: "The security guard persuaded them to leave once, but after the security guard left, they came back again."

An Rui was speechless for a moment.

Zhu Jun tugged at the hem of the scarf and said, "Is there a coffee shop or milk tea shop nearby? I'll pay for some hot drinks for them."

"The doors are not open today. I want to buy some to deliver in the afternoon, but I can't even order takeaway." An Rui replied, "Hurry up, hurry up, they can go home early."

"It doesn't have to be too fast. They waited so long just to take pictures of you for a while longer."

Zhu Jun and An Rui looked at each other, and they both saw some complicated emotions in each other's eyes. Zhu Jun avoided his eyes first, and said, "You go first."

"why?"

"It's you that the fans want to take a picture of. We got too close, and we have to Poke me down."

"Then why, you didn't go first."

"what?"

"Go first, Zhu Jun, I don't want you to see my back again."

An Rui's words were very sincere. To be honest, it's not a big deal whoever leaves first. As long as they leave separately, they will be able to help Sister Zhan.

Zhu Jun strode forward, he walked more than ten steps, and An Rui's footsteps came from behind him, and the shutter sound of taking pictures was endless, and all the lights seemed to be reflected on An Rui's body.

——He is a born star and a god to fans.

Zhu Jun was still five or six meters away from the nanny's car. He heard An Rui say to him, "Wait a minute, the car key is in the assistant's hand."

Zhu Jun stopped obediently and turned his head. He watched An Rui walk towards him step by step. An Rui stood in front of him and asked him, "Can I kiss you?"

The author says:

good night