The sudden appearance of a young girl made Lin Feng stop in his tracks.
The girl looked about thirteen or fourteen, not very tall, around 1.55 ters, her appearance above average, not stunningly beautiful but exuding a pure and cute vibe. It was clear her family was well off; she was dressed in a fashionable black outfit, very ticulously put together.
At this mont, the girl was staring at him with big, glistening eyes, her face full of excitent and expectation.
"Sure, you’re the first fan to ask for a photo!" Lin Feng replied with a smile.
Whether in this life or the last, this was the first ti soone asked to take a photo with him, so it held so commorative significance.
"Really? I’m so lucky."
Jing Xiaoxun exclaid in surprise, quickly turning around to hand her phone to her sister: "Jing Xiaotian, hurry and take a picture of us!"
"Okay!"
Jing Xiaotian nodded repeatedly. She wasn’t really that obedient; they had planned to take pictures of each other beforehand.
Actually, she wasn’t a fan of Lin Feng, and she didn’t usually pay attention to him, otherwise, she wouldn’t have recognized him from the photos.
However, upon seeing Lin Feng up close today, she found him quite handso.
It wasn’t the beautified handsoness of a boy band idol, but a certain aura, that kind of indifference tinged with calmness that was particularly attractive.
No wonder her sister liked him?
Jing Xiaotian mused to herself.
She decided she would join the ranks of Lin Feng’s fans too.
"What’s going on here?" The sales lady looked baffled.
At this mont, Jing Xiaoxun was standing beside Lin Feng. Although there was no physical contact, they stood very close, with her expression full of happiness and a hint of shyness, her cheeks slightly flushed, as if unable to contain her excitent upon seeing her idol.
Is this boy a celebrity?
Otherwise, why would a fan request a photo?
"Sis, it’s my turn now." After taking the picture for her sister, Jing Xiaotian quickly said.
Jing Xiaoxun rolled her eyes at her sister; she originally wanted to strike a few more poses.
But in front of her idol, Jing Xiaoxun thought she should behave like a lady, so she smiled gently at Lin Feng and said, "Thank you!"
"You’re welco."
Lin Feng also smiled; this little girl was quite polite.
After handing the phone back to her sister, Jing Xiaotian also gave Lin Feng a slight smile. Being lively and outgoing, she was more daring compared to her sister. She grabbed Lin Feng’s arm with her left hand and made a peace sign with her right hand, her face full of joy.
"I didn’t even hold hands, and you actually dared to?"
Jing Xiaoxun realized her hands holding the phone were slightly trembling, feeling both annoyed and regretful. If only she had...
Just as the siblings were taking pictures, not far away, a middle-aged man in his forties was watching them with a gloomy expression.
"Good for you, Jing Xiaotian, even went as far as holding hands!"
The middle-aged man was Jing Xiaotian’s father, Jing Qiang. Though he wasn’t standing right by his daughter’s side, he always kept an eye on her.
Jing Xiaoxun’s photo-taking with Lin Feng was quickly noticed by him.
His eldest daughter’s shy and joyful expression made him feel a bit sour, completely losing the mood to continue signing contracts.
Obscured by a shadow, Jing Qiang couldn’t clearly see the young man’s features, but he could guess that the boy was probably sowhat famous; his daughters weren’t in love, just idolizing.
Just idolizing, it’s not sothing to worry about as every young girl is into it these days.
Jing Qiang comforted himself this way.
However, his youngest daughter Jing Xiaotian holding hands completely enraged father Jing Qiang.
Daughters were supposed to be a father’s little sweethearts, but sadly, these two little sweethearts were growing less affectionate as they got older, not even wanting hugs, nor wanting to spend ti with him, because, in their words, there was a generation gap.
A generation gap with the father, but no gap with a handso guy?
Jing Qiang’s constipated expression caught the attention of his wife and the sales lady. Following his gaze, they also saw the two sisters.
"I’ll be right back." Jing Qiang said, quickening his pace towards his daughters.
He needed to take a good look at who this young man was that dared to tempt his precious daughters right in front of him.
His wife and the sales lady exchanged a glance, both finding it sowhat amusing.
It was normal for young girls to idolize; they didn’t mind, but they stood up to follow Jing Qiang, curious to see the excitent.
Jing Qiang, full of montum, quickly walked over to the sisters.
"Jing Xiaotian, you...."
He was just about to tell Jing Xiaotian to put her hand down, but as soon as he saw the young man’s face, he swallowed his words hard.
"Dad, why are you here?"
Jing Xiaotian was startled by her father’s sudden appearance and quickly put her hands down.
Her father had always been very kind to her, never scolding or hitting her, so she wasn’t afraid of him; she was more worried about losing face in front of her idol.
Just when she thought her father would reprimand her, she saw Jing Qiang’s previously angry expression turn into joy with the speed of a face change, his tone even softened: "Taking a photo so slowly, once you’re done, switch, Xiaoxun, take a picture for and classmate Lin Feng too!"
As an ultimate fan of combat competitions, Jing Qiang, though only at the strength of Body Series Seventh Rank, loved spending his free ti at the Martial Arts Dojo.
Combat wasn’t just for Martial Artists; it was a nationwide popular sport.
Therefore, how could he not recognize this currently popular young man, known as ’North Linfeng, South Yeqiu’?
Especially since Lin Feng recently endorsed an ad worth 18 million, his popularity trend was even overshadowing that of Ye Qiu.
Because of a post on the Martial Artist forum, he specifically went to the Thunder Martial Arts Dojo to watch Lin Feng’s combat challenge against a Martial Artist, and Lin Feng’s combat talent and storm-like fighting style made his blood boil.
Naturally, he also beca a fan of Lin Feng.
A forty-five-year-old middle-aged big fan!
"Dad, you....."
Jing Xiaoxun and her sister were dumbfounded; they thought their father would reprimand them, never expecting he would want a photo too.
"Classmate Lin Feng, I’m your fan; may I take a photo with you?"
Jing Qiang said sincerely, completely unlike his previously aggressive self.
"Of course you can."
"Thank you so much, Xiaoxun, take a handso picture of dad."
Having said that, Jing Qiang imdiately posed in what he thought was a dashing manner, with a bright smile.
The sales lady nearby was stunned by this sight.
Could I really be blind for not recognizing this big star right in front of ?
A star spanning over ten-year-old girls, and forty-sothing uncles, surely this fa wasn’t small?
His na is Lin Feng?
Such a na...
Oh right, North Linfeng, South Yeqiu, that Lin Feng?
It was only at this mont that the sales lady understood who the young man before her was.
In fairness, it wasn’t entirely her fault; although Lin Feng had appeared on Jiang City’s TV news, it had only been a couple of days, and many people, even if they’d seen his image, couldn’t vividly recall it.
"Xiaofeng really beca a big star."
Even Lin Fang and the others beside them were astonished.
It was only then they truly realized that Lin Feng had indeed changed.
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