Chapter 65: The Movie King Little White Rabbit, Bodyguard Learns Tea Ceremony

At this time, Song Nanxi knew nothing.

After taking a shower and changing clothes, Song Nanxi sat down and turned on his mobile phone.

Let me see what the little black guys did today?

Go to Weibo and see the trending searches.

Song Nanxi: 6.

Yan Xingxue registered on Weibo to support her, but was labeled a liar by his fans, and there was a big argument under the comments.

The most eye-catching thing is that she pretended to thank Yan Xingxue, but she, Song Nanxi, was completely unaware of it.

I laughed so hard that I wanted to die.

Song Nanxi happily returned to VX and saw the message that Yan Xingxue had sent her not long ago.

You can feel the man's confusion and bewilderment even through the screen.

Only there is no anger.

Teacher Yan: [Have you seen those bad reviews? Don’t be sad, I believe in you.]

Teacher Yan: [How can I prove that I am myself? ]

Teacher Yan: [They all think I’m a liar.]

Song Nanxi: [scratching head·jpg]

Teacher Yan: [You replied to the message, that's great, are you okay? How are you feeling? ]

"Tsk, is this the Holy Father?"

Song Nanxi scratched his head, slipped out of the room and glanced at the corridor. Good, there was no one outside.

She quickly knocked on Yan Xingxue's door.

Yan Xingxue opened the door and his eyes lit up when he saw it was her.

"You're okay..."

"I'm fine..."

They spoke in unison, looking at each other, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Song Nanxi waved his hands, "I have seen all kinds of storms and waves, I am not afraid of mere cyberbullying!"

The girl in front of him had a heartless look on her face. Yan Xingxue stared at her, and after a while, her slightly frowned brows slowly relaxed.

"That's good."

He stepped aside and invited Song Nanxi in.

Song Nanxi explained her purpose, "Teacher Yan, you registered on Weibo? Is it for me?"

Yan Xingxue put the water in front of her.

Upon hearing this, Qingjun's handsome eyebrows were filled with distress.

"Well, it just happened that my company also wanted me to register an account."

He didn't want to burden Song Nanxi, so he didn't say anything. If he didn't want to, no one would dare to force him.

"But those people don't believe that I am myself..."

They even scolded him. Yan Xingxue couldn't understand why those people could have such great malice towards a stranger.

“Hahahahaha…”

Listening to him talking about how he was scolded online and even seemed a little aggrieved, Song Nanxi laughed and fell into the sofa.

Yan Xingxue thought about it and felt helpless but also a little funny.

The corners of his lips twitched as he looked at the girl who was laughing so hard that she was staggering. He sighed, "Fortunately, I have asked the company to handle it."

Song Nanxi wiped away the tears from laughing and asked Yan Xingxue with a malicious look.

"Teacher Yan, what's your zodiac sign?"

"Hmm?" The topic changed too quickly. "What's wrong?"

Song Nanxi said sincerely: "Is it true that no one has ever described you as a little white rabbit?"

"Little... white rabbit?"

Yan Xingxue's eyes widened slightly, very surprised by Song Nanxi's description.

She frowned slightly and said, "Little rabbits are very cute, but I don't think I have anything to do with rabbits..."

Song Nanxi laughed even louder.

Finally, under the accusing look of Yan Xingxue, he calmed down a little.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yan. Normally I don't like to laugh unless I can't help it."

Song Nanxi rubbed his stiff face and said kindly, "Teacher Yan, let me help you prove your identity."

She probably guessed why Yan Xingxue had been so popular for so many years and had a huge fan base, but the outside world knew nothing about his true character.

Wow, this guy is hiding it too deeply!

There is a heated debate online.

Just then, Yan Xingxue updated a photo on Weibo.

In the photo, the man is sitting on a black sofa, looking up at the camera with his hands neatly placed on his knees, and a bit of confusion in his eyes.

On the coffee table, there is a mobile phone with a bright screen.

What is shown above is his Weibo homepage.

Yan Xingxue v: Many people asked me to speak on the microphone, sorry to bother you, do you think it’s appropriate to do it this way?

【picture】

After this Weibo post was published, the comment section was extremely quiet for a moment.

Then, the comments began to pour in.

[Who am I, where am I, what am I doing, can anyone tell me if this is true? ! ]

[Good news: my idol finally opened a Weibo account. Bad news: I scolded him right after he opened his account. [Smile]]

[The rooftop is crowded tonight...]

[Hahahahahahahahahahahaha! Pure passers-by are having so much fun watching this! I would call this the most sensational event of the year!]

[Oh my god, is it really Yan Xingxue? ]

[A passerby in the back row said, this speech is really good, Song Nanxi...]

[The person above still dares to mention Song Nanxi, I think you are asking for trouble! ]

[So good that I didn't curse! (Actually I didn't have time) So great that there is still hope! Lick my brother's divine face, those who cursed my brother, get out of here! ]

[Sorry, Brother Yan! Slide down quickly!!]

[The photo is so handsome, who took it? Don’t force me to kneel down and beg you, just send me the remaining 99 photos in the album immediately]

[Will Yan Xingxue become the first celebrity to be scolded and have his Weibo account cancelled right after signing up? ]

…

"It's done. Look, now they all believe it."

Song Nanxi returned the phone to Yan Xingxue and said casually:

"But I really don't have 99 photos. Teacher Yan is so handsome. Every photo he takes is a masterpiece. I, a photographer worth millions, have no use for it."

The warmth of Song Nanxi's palm still remains on the phone.

Yan Xingxue looked at the photo and listened to Song Nanxi's free praise.

His ears were so hot that he didn't dare touch them.

I asked helplessly, "Does it really look good? I look... stupid."

"This is called a sense of contrast," Song Nanxi gave a thumbs up, "Don't worry, your fans will provide food."

After helping Yan Xingxue resolve the "crisis of trust", Song Nanxi slipped away.

As soon as I got back, I saw a tall figure standing at the door.

"Qi Yu!"

Qi Yu turned around and saw Song Nanxi just coming out of a room.

If I remember correctly, the person living in that room is Yan Xingxue?

"I'll give you this." Qi Yu raised his hand. It was a packed meal.

“Wow—”

Song Nanxi dragged out the last syllable.

"How thoughtful~ How did you know I was hungry?"

Qi Yu breathed a sigh of relief, "I bought it nearby. If you want to eat something else, I'll go buy it."

"Come in first, and next time don't stand outside, just come in and wait."

Pulling him in, Song Nanxi stuffed a room card into his hand.

"I only have this one. Go to the front desk and ask for a spare room card later."

Qi Yu's black eyes flickered slightly, he said "hmm" softly, and helped open the lunch box.

Seeing that Song Nanxi was already eating, he suddenly asked, "What if Mr. Ling knew about this?"

"What?" Song Nanxi looked up, his cheeks bulging.

Qi Yu lowered his eyes: "Boss Ling, it seems that you are not happy to see me getting too close to you."

Song Nanxi's brain short-circuited for a moment.

Qi Yu...

When did you secretly learn the art of tea?