Chapter 62 Your fans have sharp eyes, only for...
The girl tossed the shrimp into their stroller and fled. Fang Xingu didn't even have time to say a word to her, and could only watch her disappearing figure from behind: "She ran pretty fast."
Jing Yitong seemed thoughtful: "It seems like you're a fan, right?" After recognizing the two of them, she didn't mention him at all, and didn't even glance at him.
“It should be,” Fang Xingu took the shrimp out of the cart. “I was thinking that we didn’t necessarily have to eat shrimp today, and we were going to return the shrimp to her.”
Jing Yitong was both amused and exasperated: "Just let her go. Can't you see how heartbroken your fans are after seeing you with me?"
“But that’s the truth, and there’s nothing they can do about it,” Fang Xingu said with a hint of helplessness. “I’ve already considered their feelings a lot. Last time we met offline, they asked me if I had gone to Los Angeles with them before. I was afraid of upsetting them, so I didn’t dare to answer.”
Jing Yitong bluntly exposed him: "You're too embarrassed to admit it yourself, so stop blaming the fans."
Fang Xingu laughed a few times, then sighed. In fact, he always felt a little sorry for Jing Yitong on this point. Ever since he got involved with Jing Yitong on "The World Is So Big", Jing Yitong had been scolded by his fans. The reason for this was that he insisted on pretending not to know Jing Yitong, which made the fans mistakenly think that the two had a bad relationship, and the war of words had escalated.
If the fans knew from the beginning that they had a good relationship, then assuming there was no conflict between the two of them, the fans on both sides would not have argued to this extent.
Back when they were still in Nebula, there were frictions among the teammates' fans, and the arguments were no less intense than they are now. But all seven of them were idol artists, and they were well aware of these fan disputes, so Fang Xin Gu didn't feel sorry for anyone.
But when it came to Jing Yitong, Fang Xingu felt that Jing Yitong was completely implicated by him and that it was an undeserved disaster.
Fang Xingu didn't want to blame his fans, after all, they initially wanted to protect him, and their starting point was good.
Fang Xingu: "Qi Qiu has been complaining to me about this for a long time, and it's really hard to deal with. You know that the fan base of idol artists is quite unique, and when I was on 'Star Journey,' I was also quite... well, lonely? Anyway, I didn't create any CP (couple pairings) or get involved with any particularly popular CPs back then. Over time, the fans got used to my lonely state, so they were particularly stressed when they faced me."
By this time, the two had returned with a full load of food, carrying two large bags back to the car. Jing Yitong listened to Fang Xingu's words and commented, "Then your fans have very sharp eyes; they only lose their guard around me, their real sister-in-law."
Fang Xingu seemed to be amused by the word "sister-in-law" and kept laughing in the passenger seat. Thinking about it, it was true. Jing Yitong was not only the person he secretly loved, but also his marriage partner and fiancé. No matter how you looked at it, she deserved to be called "real sister-in-law".
Fang Xingu stopped laughing after a while, and his expression became serious again: "It's okay, just wait a little longer. After I successfully transform my image, these kinds of comments will definitely be much less. My manager is also working hard to change the direction of the fan community."
Seeing his serious attitude, Jing Yitong was afraid that he would blame himself too much, so she made a joke to ease the atmosphere: "Actually, you don't need to worry too much. Look at the attitude of your fan just now. Wasn't she accepting it well? She almost blurted out 'Happy Wedding'."
"...That was clearly a slip of the tongue!"
The two chatted and laughed as they returned home and began preparing the New Year's Eve dinner.
This time, Fang Xin was well-prepared and didn't repeat the mistake of burning the sweet and sour sauce and sticking it to the bottom of the pot. Although he was still a bit flustered, he managed to finish making a pot of sweet and sour pork ribs, and the appearance and taste were quite good.
Fang Xingu tasted it himself and thought it was pretty good, so he quickly grabbed Jing Yitong, who was passing by the kitchen, and without even taking off his apron, picked up a piece of rib, blew on it to cool it down, and put it to Jing Yitong's mouth, asking with bright eyes, "How does it taste?"
Jing Yitong leaned over and took a bite of the rib, savoring it carefully. The dough coated with sweet and sour sauce was slightly crispy, while the meat inside was incredibly tender and juicy, not dry at all, and with just the right amount of sweetness. The taste was truly excellent.
Under Fang Xingu's expectant gaze, Jing Yitong let out a drawn-out "hmm," as if he were thoroughly enjoying the taste of the rib, and gave him a thumbs up: "Very delicious, no wonder it's made by Teacher Fang."
Fang Xingu put his hands on his hips and stood up smugly: "Great, perfect!"
This Lunar New Year's Eve may be the one in their more than 20 years of life where they have the fewest people by their side. Although it is only the two of them celebrating the New Year together, they still made a six-dish-and-one-soup New Year's Eve dinner, not intending to treat themselves to anything less.
Fang Xin had bought a placemat a few days ago. It was a French-style white placemat with black patterns. The pattern wasn't too complicated and matched Jing Yitong's home decor perfectly. The two of them laid out the placemat together and then set out a table full of dishes. Just looking at the scene made them feel satisfied.
Both of them subconsciously took out their phones, opened the camera, and pointed it at the dining table. At that moment, as if by telepathy, they both looked up and laughed when they realized that the other had made the exact same move.
Jing Yitong stopped Fang Xingu's hand: "It's my turn to post on Weibo this time, isn't it?"
Fang Xingu: "I also have KPIs, and I have to post on Weibo during holidays."
"Then send something else."
Fang Xingu scoffed, "Use it and then throw it away? I deserve half the credit for this meal."
Jing Yitong poked his head: "If you post a picture of New Year's Eve dinner, I'll post a picture of New Year's Eve dinner too. Then people will know we're celebrating the New Year together at a glance, right?"
After Jing Yitong said that, Fang Xingu gave up and let Jing Yitong edit a Weibo post and send it:
"Jing Yitong: A chef who wishes to remain anonymous has finally produced a few decent-looking dishes after practicing diligently for many days [thumbs up]. Happy Lunar New Year's Eve everyone. [New Year's Eve dinner photos]"
Comments quickly appeared: "Happy Lunar New Year's Eve too~"
"Happy Lunar New Year's Eve! This is my New Year's Eve dinner tonight!"
"Oh my god, this sweet and sour pork ribs looks so delicious, I want to show off half a bowl of it through the internet!"
"...The child told his mother who the chef, who wished to remain anonymous, was [tears]"
"Who else could it be but that man..."
"This afternoon I saw a fan say that she bumped into these two geniuses shopping at the supermarket together but couldn't buy any shrimp. The fan even gave them her own shrimp. Could it be the plate on the table?"
"My goodness, that girl has really endured a lot of humiliation [laughing and crying emoji]"
Happy Lunar New Year's Eve and Happy New Year! Will you be watching the Spring Festival Gala today, brother?
"I can't take it anymore! Can you and fxg stop trying to cover it up? You know you should buy a new placemat to cover up the pattern on the table, but at least remember to change the plates! The plates in this photo are exactly the same as the ones in Fang Xingu's last photo!"
"Are you all a family? You even have to eat New Year's Eve dinner together? Never mind, as long as you and your sister-in-law are happy."
"Even a silkworm's life is a life, I can only see Fang Xin Gu's cooking on the other side's Weibo... Haha, I didn't cry, sob sob sob."
"Holy crap, my couple is having New Year's Eve dinner at home together!! I'm asking you, which other couple can do that?!"
Back home, Fang Xingu looked at Jing Yitong's suggestive caption and felt like he was about to explode. He asked, "What's the difference between you posting this and me posting a photo of the same New Year's Eve dinner?"
Anyone can tell that these two are spending the Chinese New Year together!
Jing Yitong said slyly, "The difference is that they don't have any solid evidence to prove that the person I'm talking about is you."
Fang Xingu stared at him in astonishment: "It's over, you've learned bad habits from me, you've even learned to deceive yourself."
Jing Yitong then explained, "I've spoken with my agent. We'll release information gradually, just like you guys, so that fans can accept the fact that we have a good relationship first, and then we'll proceed step by step."
Fang Xin's plan was the same, so he naturally had no objections.
At this point, however, the two of them still considered this "step by step" approach as nothing more than a beautiful dream. They could not continue this "self-deceiving" act for more than a few days.
Currently, this Weibo post has indeed sparked heated discussions online, but Jing Yitong's timing in posting it was opportune. With the Spring Festival Gala about to begin, netizens' attention immediately shifted to this grand event, and only a small number of people were still paying attention to Fang Xingu and Jing Yitong's situation, so it didn't cause much of a stir.
Fang Xingu and Jing Yitong themselves wouldn't pay special attention to this matter. After clearing the table, the two would sit in front of the TV to watch the Spring Festival Gala. Although the programs might not be very good, they still wanted to go through the annual ritual.
Another terrible skit finished airing on TV, and Fang Xin Gu silently commented, "Brother, you should act in skits next year."
Jing Yitong asked, puzzled, "Huh? Why?"
Fang Xingu said seriously, "Anyway, it's not funny, but at least it'll be interesting if you go."
Jing Yitong was stunned for a moment before realizing what he meant. He smiled, grabbed Fang Xingu, pulled him into his arms, and rubbed his face: "So confident in your brother?"
Fang Xingu raised his head, his face, which had been pinched into a chicken beak by Jing Yitong, and laughed, "Of course."
Looking at Fang Xingu's completely trusting expression, Jing Yitong really wanted to lean down and kiss him, but in the end he held back. Instead, he ruffled Fang Xingu's hair with his chin. He looked at the next program on TV and said, "Then you should go sing next year, preferably a solo."
Fang Xin leaned against Jing Yitong and carefully analyzed the singers who had performed on the Spring Festival Gala in recent years: "I'm not good enough for solo singing yet, am I?"
Jing Yitong encouraged him: "Just because you can't reach it this year doesn't mean you can't reach it next year. Keep it up, Teacher Fang."
Fang Xin joked, "How about this, next year I'll bring Teacher Jing on stage to sing together. The two of us combined should be enough for a duet."
"Wow, I'm definitely going to check that out."
The two watched and complained together, and also shared some insider gossip about the guests. When Wang Jinxu appeared, the clock finally struck midnight.
As the countdown ended, the sound of fireworks suddenly rang out outside. The two turned to look at the French windows and saw colorful fireworks suddenly rising into the night sky.
Fang Xin asked in surprise, "Is it not allowed to use fireworks and firecrackers in the capital?"
"...It is forbidden, but there are always some lawless madmen."
Fang Xingu looked at the night sky lit up by fireworks and said, "Then we've struck gold; we get to watch fireworks for free."
The two sat on the sofa and quietly watched a fireworks show. Suddenly, Jing Yitong took out a red envelope and said, "Happy New Year, Xin Gu."
Fang Xingu was completely dumbfounded when he saw the red envelope handed to him: "You're giving me a red envelope? Who gives New Year's money to their peers?"
Jing Yitong blinked: "I am Jing Quanquan's father, and you are Jing Quanquan's brother. In a sense, I am indeed your elder."
Fang Xingu looked at him hesitantly: "I suspect you're taking advantage of me."
Jing Yitong stuffed the red envelope into Fang Xingu's chest pocket, patted his chest, and thought to himself that he had taken advantage of many things, not just this once, and that he would take advantage of many more things in the future.
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On the first day of the Lunar New Year, the pilot episode of "The World Is So Big" was officially broadcast, and it immediately received a warm response and achieved excellent results.
The only malicious thing was that Yan Tu actually split the official behind-the-scenes footage of the theme song recording into two parts. The scenes of Fang Xin Gu and Jing Yi Tong that the audience had been eagerly anticipating were all put in the second part, which angered netizens and made them scold Yan Tu again.
Yan Tu was quite happy to be criticized. In order to capitalize on the hype, he planned to find a time as soon as possible to gather the seven of them together to record an episode of "Watching the Reaction Together".
Before the production team made the appointment with the seven people, they repeatedly deliberated on the location and finally decided to film in Shanghai.
This gave Fang Xin and Jing Yi the same opportunity to go home. The two decided to return to Shen City the day before the recording and then return to Jiangcheng for two days after the recording.
For this arrangement, the two of them had been busy for the past few days, handling all the urgent work before preparing to leave for Shanghai. However, Jing Yitong had a shoot in Tianjin that day and did not fly from Beijing with Fang Xin. The two set off separately, agreeing to meet up in Shanghai.
Although the authorities have been cracking down on stalker activities in recent years, Fang Xingu had a recording session this time, and his fans had already received the news that he would be flying to Shanghai in the next two days. Even without checking the flight information, they were already waiting outside the airport to pick him up.
Unfortunately, Fang Xin's flight encountered air traffic control issues and was delayed by two hours before taking off. Fang Xin finally arrived in Shanghai at 4 p.m.
As he walked out of the airport with Zhou Xiaoyou, he received a call from Jing Yitong: "Brother, what's wrong?"
Jing Yitong: "Have you arrived? I'm waiting for you in the van outside."
Because Fang Xingu's flight was delayed, Jing Yitong, who was supposed to arrive later than him, arrived first. Fang Xingu was a little surprised: "Weren't you flying to Pudong? Why did you come to Hongqiao to pick me up?"
Just as Fang Xin finished speaking, he heard a dog barking from the phone: "Woof woof!"
Fang Xin's eyes lit up: "Hey, Quan Quan came along too?"
Jing Yitong smiled and said, "My mom brought it to Shanghai, so I brought it along to pick you up."
"Okay, I'll be right there."
Fang Xingu unconsciously quickened his pace, prompting Zhou Xiaoyou to jog behind him and shout, "Why are you walking so fast! My legs aren't as long as yours, it's tiring."
Fang Xin Gu was forced to slow down again. They were on VIP access and soon arrived at the airport. As soon as Fang Xin Gu stepped out, he saw a lot of fans standing across the street. As soon as they saw him, the fans burst into screams. The loud noise could even be heard several kilometers away.
"New or old!"
"Oh no, the baby's here!"
"Finally, I've seen a living, breathing dead!"
Fang Xingu stopped and waved to the fans in all directions: "Everyone, go home early."
"good!"
Fang Xin Gu began looking around for Jing Yi Tong's van to pick him up, but he couldn't find it anywhere. Just as he was about to take another look at the license plate number that Jing Yi Tong had sent him on his phone, he heard a fan shouting at him from across the street, "Xin Gu, when is your new album coming out!"
Fang Xin made a "six" gesture with her fingers.
"Wow!"
"Great, only four months left!"
Listening to the excited chatter of the fans opposite him, Fang Xin Gu couldn't help but feel happy.
But just then, he saw the fans opposite him suddenly turn terrified, and some even exclaimed, "Watch out behind you!"
Fang Xingu subconsciously turned around and saw a fluffy white creature suddenly pounce on him. Fang Xingu recognized it as Jing Quanquan at a glance, but before he could react, he was tackled to the ground by the excited Jing Quanquan.
Having raised Jingquanquan for so many years, Fang Xingu had long been experienced by it jumping on him. This time, he didn't fall and get hurt, but... has this dog gotten fat again? Why is it so heavy on him!
Fang Xin fell to the ground, tumbling over. He tried to push the dog away but failed. Instead, Jing Quan Quan licked his face with saliva. Zhou Xiao You was a little afraid of dogs and tried to help for a long time but to no avail. Instead, he licked a lot of mess, making Fang Xin feel even heavier.
Just as the two were struggling to get going, a familiar voice rang out from behind: "Jing Quan Quan!"
Jing Yitong hurriedly jumped out of the car, picked up Jing Quanquan, and laughed and scolded, "Fat dog, are you trying to run over your brother?!"
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