Fan Youyou’s Weibo post was almost identical to Leng Hao’s, as if the two had planned it together.
Their straightforward admission of fault not only didn’t repel their fans, but actually made the fans more sympathetic towards them.
The idols weren’t getting the recognition they deserved because they weren’t famous yet. Once they beco famous, hosts and guest spots would be in their grasp.
So, the fans had to support their idols more and help them rise to fa.
After a while, the buzz died down.
Afterwards, Fan Youyou even called Mu Yan specifically to apologize.
"Mu Yan, I really didn’t expect the fans to make such a fuss. I didn’t an to do it."
"It’s okay," Mu Yan said.
"You’re not mad at , are you?"
"No."
Fan Youyou seed to breathe a sigh of relief, "That’s good. Do you have ti? I’ll treat you to a al."
"Sorry, I’m a bit busy lately."
"That makes sense. You’re so popular, you must have a lot going on. Well, you go ahead and be busy then."
Mu Yan hung up the phone. At this ti, she was on her way to an event.
Song Cheng’an noticed her slight frown and laughed: "This is normal in the entertainnt industry. It’s hard for won in general to make genuine connections, let alone competitors."
"Does being in this industry change everyone?"
"Have you changed?" Song Cheng’an countered.
Mu Yan paused, starting to ponder if she had changed.
Song Cheng’an smiled, "The only constant in this world is change. It just depends on whether the change is for better or worse."
Mu Yan thought for a bit, understanding what he ant.
No matter how much she transforms, so things should always be upheld.
In Beijing, the Zhuang family, the old lady and old man were sitting in the living room watching TV, and the show was the episode of "Fast Six" that Mu Yan participated in.
Ever since knowing that Mu Yan acted, the old lady had people search for all the dramas and shows Mu Yan has participated in.
Since their granddaughter hasn’t co back yet, they’d first watch the programs she’s been in to ease their longing for her.
In dramas and films, because she’s playing a character, Mu Yan mostly maintains a certain poise, but in variety shows, it’s different; that’s her true self.
The old lady watched her playful and adorable granddaughter on TV and thought of the late Ah Ning, sighing, "This child looks exactly like Ah Ning when she was young."
Although Ah Ning wasn’t her biological child, she raised her herself, so their bond was special.
After watching the show, the old lady missed her granddaughter even more.
She looked at her son’s wife and asked, "When will Nuannuan have so free ti?"
Ruan Xinyu couldn’t answer. Recently, the old lady had been asking her every day, but how could she know?
She used to brush it off a few tis to ease her worry, but now she couldn’t say anything.
The old lady knew there was still no result, and thinking of the deceased Ah Ning, she couldn’t help but feel heartbroken and began to wipe away tears.
The old man frowned and said, "What’s there to cry about? The kids have their own things to do, they can’t keep you company every day!"
"It’s been so long since I’ve seen Nuannuan, I just want to see her for a bit, how does that an I want her to be with every day?" Old Mrs. Zhuang was displeased.
The old man was stumped by her words, furrowed his brows, and kept quiet.
As the daughter-in-law, Ruan Xinyu naturally didn’t dare to interrupt the conversation between her in-laws and chose to be invisible instead.
Suddenly, she heard the old man say, "Isn’t Yi off tomorrow? Let him go pick her up."
Upon hearing this, Old Mrs. Zhuang looked at the old man’s dignified face and gave a huff.
Who are you pretending for? Don’t think I don’t know you miss your granddaughter too. When watching TV just now, your eyes were almost glued to the screen.
Liang Rong ca down from upstairs and happened to hear what the old man said. Her heart sank, thinking her daughter hadn’t co ho for a long ti, yet the old couple hadn’t inquired about it at all, which made her feel a bit cold inside.
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