"Brother Yan, I'm going home first."

"Um."

Yan Huaiqing was sitting at the table eating. The doorbell rang and then the phone rang.

"My best friend and I are going out to play. Please help me take care of my ancestor for a few days. You have many rooms in your house, so I turned one into a cat room." A female voice came from the phone and hung up after she finished speaking.

Yan Huaiqing looked at the hang-up interface for a while, then resigned himself to opening the door and bringing in the cat bag and a bunch of cat food and other things that were at the door.

No wonder I was so willing to help him with the renovation, it turned out it was something I had planned for a long time.

After entering the house, he opened the cat bag, lifted the ragdoll cat by the scruff of its neck, pinched its face lightly, and threatened: "If you make trouble, you will have no food to eat."

The ancestor gave him a lazy look, meowed, and then lowered his head, allowing him to lift him up without resisting.

Yan Huaiqing put it on the ground and said, "Lazy cat, go play by yourself."

The ancestor took a look around the living room and then lay down on the cat climbing frame.

The cell phone kept ringing. Yan Huaiqing looked through the pile of cat-raising tips sent by Yan Qingmeng, found the information he wanted, and poured cat food for his ancestor.

Another call came in, Yan Huaiqing answered it, "What are you going to do now?"

"You've been in the entertainment industry for so long, you must know a lot of people, right?"

"Which male celebrity's autograph do you want this time?" Yan Huaiqing knew she was up to something again as soon as he heard her, but he had poor taste and refused.

"It's not a male celebrity this time. I want Luo Qingman's."

Yan Huaiqing paused, "I don't know her yet."

"Then go get to know her. I'll leave my autograph to you. After a lot of searching, I found that Miss Xiangxiang is my favorite."

Yan Qingmeng was very unlucky. She had just become a fan of a male star, and then that male star’s reputation was ruined because of him not paying taxes and not sleeping with people.

"Don't be silent, is there something wrong with the new celebrity I'm a fan of again?" Can't she be more discerning for once?

"No."

Yan Qingmeng breathed a sigh of relief, "Then whether your sister can succeed in chasing stars is up to you, my dear brother."

Yan Huaiqing hung up the phone. If you need help with nothing, he will be your cold brother. If you need help with something, he will be your dear brother.

Yan Huaiqing finished his dinner, poured cat litter for his ancestors, and then went to the audio-visual room to watch a movie.

Wanjiezhu took out a bag of potato chips and said, "Host, you are almost becoming a fanatical fan of the mission target."

I don’t watch any movies or TV series that don’t have a mission target.

Yan Huaiqing glanced at it and said nothing. He wanted more than just to be a fan.

The next morning at seven o'clock, Yan Huaiqing got up, and when he went out, Jiang Rang had already arrived.

"Brother Yan, I brought you breakfast. After eating, we have to rush to the recording studio early. If we are late, it will give people a bad impression."

"Well, have you eaten?"

"I didn't eat it." Jiang Rang took a fried dough stick and ate it while browsing his phone. "My Douyin account was flooded with "The Escape", especially Senior Luo's role as Mo Yan. His fighting scenes were so handsome."

"I watched her sing 'Heartbeat' yesterday, and I've been pushing her videos all day."

"Brother Yan, since you are working with her this time, please ask for her autograph. I am also a fan of her."

Yan Huaiqing finished drinking the soy milk and looked up, "I want it myself."

Jiang Rang was not surprised at his rejection at all, and only complained: "Cold and heartless."

After breakfast, Jiang Rang drove Yan Huaiqing to the recording studio. It was 8:30 when they arrived, and there was still half an hour left.

Luo Qingman hasn't arrived yet.