Xiaobao suddenly remembered that when Lu Jiayang was chatting with him before, he did mention that there was a big star whom he had always liked. It seemed that it was Shen Qingyue.
"Third brother, isn't Shen Qingyue very powerful?" Xiao Bao looked at him innocently. "If I could get to know him, with Third Brother's ability, becoming famous would definitely not be a dream!"
"ah?"
Lu Jiayang picked up his phone and snapped several photos of the poster. He was shocked when he heard what Xiaobao said and shook his head repeatedly, "Impossible, baby, how can I know him like that?"
"I just like listening to Shen Qingyue's songs and watching him dance. Over the years, he has become more and more outstanding both on stage and in acting. It seems that he will never fail."
"But I won't disturb his private life like some unscrupulous fans, or try every possible way to get close to him. I just want to regard him as my goal."
"For me, he doesn't have to do anything, he just needs to stand there and shine, and that gives me motivation and hope."
Xiaobao carefully noticed that there was a light in Lu Jiayang's eyes when he said these words. It was not only his personal admiration for Shen Qingyue, but also his expectation for his own dream.
"Brother, keep going!" He clenched his fists and raised them up. "You will definitely succeed!"
Lu Jiayang smiled and replied, "Okay!"
Then he stretched lazily, the corners of his mouth curved deeper, and he said lazily: "This guy is so perfect, no wonder fans say he is a stunner on earth."
Xiaobao and Lu Jiaming agreed: "Indeed"
"What greasy thing?" Lu Yuxuan asked in a daze, "Third brother, I didn't wash my hair today. Am I considered a greasy thing?"
Xiaobao and Lu Jiaming looked at each other and burst into laughter at the same time, unable to stop.
Lu Jiayang, who had been immersed in the beauty and had just come back to his senses, asked: "?"
Seeing that he didn't seem to understand, Xiaobao kindly reminded him: "Third brother, fifth brother is talking about soybean oil."
Lu Jiayang: “…………”
He turned around and said to Lu Yuxuan: "Fuck you! Who is like you? That hair looks like it was licked by a calf."
"...I just realized it!" Lu Yuxuan's face turned red.
Lu Jiaming looked down at the time and asked, "How is it? Have you had enough of admiring it? It will be too late if we don't go to the mall now. We have to move to another place in the afternoon."
"Enough, enough." Lu Jiayang put away his phone contentedly, and his whole complexion became better.
"Then let's go shopping," Xiaobao said crisply, "Let's go~"
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