Wei Changfeng's face darkened for 0.5 seconds, then he immediately put on a bright, harmless smile.

It seems that a Chinese tour group happened to be visiting the Champs-Élysées and ran over after seeing him.

To avoid chaos, he politely turned around, nodded slightly to the crowd, and then waved his long arms to greet everyone.

The tour group members were very excited to see celebrities from their own country on the streets of a foreign country.

Although some of them might not know Wei Changfeng's name at all, they just felt that he looked familiar.

The French brand representatives observed silently from the sidelines without saying a word.

They knew that Chinese aunties had tremendous purchasing power and were said to travel in groups to buy gold and houses across borders, so they were definitely not people they should offend.

After lingering at the entrance for another two or three minutes, Wei Changfeng signaled to everyone that he was going in. The fans cheered and raised their arms in response.

In the instant he turned around, he glanced in Lin Xiao's direction. She was still tightly gripping the boy's arm beside her, completely ignoring him.

Wei Changfeng sighed softly to himself and strode into the shop.

After he entered the store, the noise from the fans at the entrance gradually subsided.

The tour group of middle-aged women who rushed over remained lively, chattering and discussing, mostly praising things like "This young man is so handsome."

Lin Xiao wasn't sure if she would become this noisy as she got older, but upon closer observation, she found these aunties quite adorable.

Isn't it enviable that someone nearing fifty still has passion and curiosity for everything?

She felt that she was already losing interest in many things at such a young age, and actually envied their ever-high enthusiasm.

Lin Xiao and Wang Wei squeezed through the crowd and realized that they had been holding onto Wang Wei's arm because of their nervousness, so they quickly let go.

Seeing her embarrassed expression, Wang Wei smiled with a hint of amusement. This was the most "enthusiastic" reaction Lin Xiao had given him since they first met.

Realizing her lapse in composure, Lin Xiao's cheeks seemed to flush red, and her small face under the long hoodie looked much prettier than her previous aloof demeanor.

She's no less attractive than any female celebrity, right? At least I don't know any girls who look like her.

It seems I'll have to find a wife back in China; the Chinese community in Paris is just too small.

Wang Wei's mind was already racing.

Lin Xiao was unaware of his change in mindset; she was still thinking about the scene of Wei Changfeng turning around earlier.

She was certain he had seen her, but unsure if he remembered her, given that they had only met briefly on the plane. But what did it matter whether he remembered or not?

At this moment, Lin Xiao was already thinking about going home, but the other brand guest, Tianxian Baby, had not yet arrived.

Wang Wei probably wanted to wait, so she had no choice but to stay and wait with him.

Less than fifteen minutes later, in another black luxury car, the famous singer Tianxian Baby, whose voice resonates throughout the Chinese music scene, slowly stepped out.

She was so beautiful, like a porcelain doll! Everyone exclaimed in amazement.

She had large, round eyes, a small, straight nose, and sexy, pouty lips. In particular, her two rows of thick, long eyelashes fluttered and cast shadows under her eyes, adding to her charm.

Lin Xiao watched her from a distance. He saw her black curly hair cascading down her shoulders like a waterfall, and a feather-shaped diamond headpiece tucked behind her ear, which reflected light slightly as she turned her head.

Her snow-white skin paired with retro red lips, along with a dark red velvet floor-length gown, made her look noble and mysterious.

There were quite a few fans of Tianxian Baby in the crowd, and to Lin Xiao's surprise, there were even more female fans than male fans.

She always thought that the vast majority of fans of beautiful female celebrities were male.

Wang Wei seemed very excited, but he tried hard to suppress it, afraid that Lin Xiao would see it.

At this moment, he had a new thought: A star is still a star!

Lin Xiao was already very beautiful and elegant in the crowd, but when the radiant Tianxian Baobei arrived, she immediately appeared much less striking.

The fairy-like baby smiled and waved to the crowd, and the media's flashbulbs seemed to be even brighter than when Wei Changfeng arrived.

The fans cheered excitedly, whether they were Wei Changfeng's fans or her own fans, even the tour group aunties who were just watching the fun cheered happily.

No wonder even the most high-end brands spend a lot of money to invite spokespeople, because the appeal of celebrities is truly extraordinary, and the experience is even more profound when you're there in person.

Soon, Fairy Baby also entered the brand store. In addition to the two foreign celebrities who had already entered the store before Lin Xiao and Wang Wei arrived, now only a French local celebrity is missing.

The fan group remained outside, waiting for the moment the celebrity would emerge after the event.

They weren't quite clear on the entire process of the event: after all the celebrities gathered in the store for photos and stayed for a while, they would move with the brand's bigwigs to a private club for a high-end private dinner that was not open to the public.

Fans are simply waiting to catch a glimpse of their favorite stars when they appear.

This kind of passionate, persistent, and pure love sometimes seems a bit foolish, and sometimes it seems very touching.

Because they don't receive equal feedback and it's often just one-sided giving, they seem like fools to strangers.

But anyone who has experienced being a fan of celebrities will understand one thing: even if outsiders don't understand, they will understand themselves.

"You are the hero I dream of in my ordinary life."

It's that simple. Because of one person, their smile, their words, they ignited the brightest light in the hearts of millions of ordinary young men and women, touching the softest corner of their hearts.

Whether you call it unrequited love or idol worship, those who haven't experienced it can't understand or empathize with it.