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An An really has a crush on Zhang Xiaojian.

In fact, few girls at her age can completely distinguish what is worship, what is like, and what is love... For her, these are all confused for a sense of intuition, which is irrational. Words.

All she knows is that she likes Zhang Xiaojian very much, and she has never liked such a person so much in her life.

Zhang Xiaojian is not only his idol, but also her ideal partner. To dig a little bit further, Zhang Xiaojian is still her X fantasy object. She can even use her rich imagination to outline another extremely vivid Zhang Xiaojian in her mind. Zhang Xiaojian who can hit her various G spots in any aspect.

Undoubtedly, let alone on the Internet, even if a friend in reality says something bad about Zhang Xiaojian, An An will break off diplomatic relations with him, and they are not allowed to say anything bad about his idol.

However, in fact, this matter has nothing to do with her idol. To be precise, she should not allow it. Anyone who says that they have fantasised and satisfies their various fantasies is a bad thing.

This is terrible, this is the origin of the contemporary brain fans...

This is also the favorite fan leeks of entertainment capital...because they can really sell iron for their idols, dedicate their savings and everything to the fantasy people in their minds, and make the capital harvest full.

So in order to see Zhang Xiaojian goodbye, she came to the villa and handed out the warm coat given to her yesterday after listening to the instigation of the media.

Zhang Xiaojian declined, and gave An An a meaningful look.

An An is a bit shy, no doubt, if he wants...she can really give it.

It's just that the look in Zhang Xiaojian's eyes is not what she imagined. He just thinks... why are my fans so mindless.

Fortunately, An'an's looks and long legs are not bad, in line with the basic requirements of silly white sweet.

In this face-seeking world, Zhang Xiaojian couldn't help but forgive her instantly, and said: "Study hard, don't join in the fun every day."

There is a bit of blame in the tone, and a lot of concern...

This is the self-feeling of An An, a fan of the brains. She thinks it must be like this, so she secretly swears in her heart that she must take a good school to show her idols...

Hmm.. Everything has its pros and cons. Maybe her parents said that she wouldn't have the current Zhang Xiaojian, the power of an idol.. It's so brainless and amazing.

After saying this, Zhang Xiaojian didn't look at An An again, but said into a dozen microphones: "Trouble you to give way, don't block my way, or I will send you lawyer letters from house to house."

Lawyer's letter.. These three words have been played on the Internet now, and it is not terrible.

But the lawyer's letter in Mr. Zhang's mouth has nothing to do with Jie.

As a media person, what is the most important thing, of course, is well informed...

The two hundred lawyer letters sent by President Zhang a few days ago were not joking. They filed cases and filed legal proceedings in the locations of the companies behind various public accounts.

It's hard to say what the result is, but getting into a lawsuit is troublesome.

Therefore, after Zhang Xiaojian's words, the media people gave way, Zhang Xiaojian rushed into the distance, and Zhuo Fei's special training in Daqingshan finally came in handy.

It turned out to be special for running...

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The car at home can't be driven anymore, it must have been all targeted.

You can't hold your head high when you go out, you will definitely be recognized.

The restaurant can't go casually either, it is easy to cause a commotion among the girls.

Zhang Xiaojian really felt the troubles of becoming famous for the first time. Although he was a small celebrity before, the scene is far less than now...

A thousand degrees of anger, variety shows show off wealth, plus the plan of adding chai people, it is an accumulation of quantity. After the live broadcast yesterday, it seems that some mysterious and mysterious chemical reaction has formed and the qualitative change has taken place. It doesn't take two more days, Zhang Xiaojian feels My Weibo fans will exceed 100 million.

So, should I learn how a celebrity lives?

How do celebrities relieve the pressure on the Internet and face their fans correctly?

Bai Yang gave him the answer: "Xiaojian, in fact, you don't have to think about that much, after all, good people have to face these sooner or later."

Zhang Xiaojian looked at Lao Bai in amazement, his expression unspeakable.

Under normal circumstances, Bai Yang must have something to say like this...otherwise, as a friend of many years, he is now the happiest person smiling.

Bai Yang looked at Zhang Xiaojian's expression, his smile gradually faded after being embarrassed: "Need, haven't you been to a small site last time?"

"what happened?"

"Now those boys realize that you are Manager Zhang, and they all want to see you again."

Zhang Xiaojian raised his hand and looked serious: "This is not the time to talk about these things."

Bai Yang: "...what's wrong now?"

Zhang Xiaojian said: "Look in the mirror."

Bai Yang looked in the inverted mirror and didn't notice anything wrong, but Zhang Xiaojian said, "Believe it or not, as long as you drive, there will be more than a dozen cars starting up and down together. No matter where we go, they will follow. where?"

"and so?"

"Jiangcheng's Dao, is there anyone more familiar than you?"

Bai Yang shook his neck and made two clicks: "It's easy to get rid of them... just are we going?"

Zhang Xiaojian said: "Back to Ningyuan... Jiang Cheng can't stay."

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Bai Yang is indeed an old driver. He passed a few alleys, a few side streets, and a few sharp turns, completely throwing off his tail.

On the high-speed, the road was unimpeded, Zhang Xiaojian stunned for a while, and when he woke up, he found that he had arrived at a toll booth that was not crowded despite the queue.

He did not know that An An was sitting in the bus lined up at the passageway not far away, holding a mobile phone, exhausted 18 years of learning, and wrote an article titled "Meeting Mr. Zhang in person "The article describes Zhang Xiaojian's description of the heavens and the earth, domineering and demeanor, handsome and very gentle...

Hmm...Anyway, what the fans write is like this. It is estimated that the idol will fart in front of the fans. After the fans smell it, they must be able to say that the fart smell is polite and can feel that he did not mean it. , I just can’t help it..., if the idol is shy again, the fans will, ah, ah, his shy look is so cute...

Zhang Xiaojian would never think this kind of article is cute when he reads it. Fortunately, he hasn't read it yet, otherwise he might push the car door to vomit, and then be recognized, causing congestion on the highway...

Unfortunately, even if he did not get out of the car, he was still recognized.

Opening the window, when Bai Yang paid the fee, the female staff in the toll booth saw Zhang Xiaojian...

Perhaps because she really liked it, she let out a harsh scream, not knowing that she thought the toll booth was hijacked.

Then, the girl in her twenties with her face flushed in her overalls pointed to Zhang Xiaojian: "Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang, is it really you..."

Zhang Xiaojian, who had just woke up and his head was still a little awkward, woke up. Faced with this problem, he nodded, and put his index finger against his extremely sexy lips in the eyes of the fans, expressing silence.

The charge girl blushed, she immediately stuck her head out of the charge window and whispered: "Mr. Zhang, can you sign me..."

Forgive her for violating her own work rules. After all, Mr. Zhang's current charm radiates hundreds of millions of girls in China.

Zhang Xiaojian smiled and nodded. The girl immediately handed out a pen and paper. He quickly finished writing, folded the paper, and handed it back to the window through Baiyang.

The railing rose at this time, Zhang Xiaojian waved his hand, the Mercedes-Benz SUV started speeding up and headed straight for Ningyuan.

The girl who received the autograph was very happy now, she just opened the folded paper, and her expression suddenly stiffened.

The signature is indeed a signature.

There is no Zhang Xiaojian's name on the paper, it says'signature'.

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So she smiled with relief. Mr. Zhang is really the Mr. Zhang she loves. The sand sculpture is really funny...