Chapter 722: A Million Times for You (84)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“The fans are blocking the way.”

Yan Ge sat up straight and peeked out of the window. “These kids are out of their minds. Why aren’t they afraid of danger at all?” he remarked in disdain.

Xiao Li sounded the horn, after which the fans finally made way for the car to pa.s.s.

“Seems like you have too many female fans. They’re all hopelessly in love with you,” Fang Erlan exclaimed in awe.

Yang Ge lay back down with a smug smirk on his face and said, “That goes without saying. I’m not surprised at all. Do you idolize any male celebrities?”

“Yeah, I do,” said Fang Erlan, who continued to ma.s.sage him.

“Who?”

“The supporting actor who once starred alongside you in a historical drama. He’s actually shot to fame and risen to the level of an A-lister now,” Fang Erlan answered while loosening her grip on Yan Ge’s shoulders for she was getting distracted by the thought of her beloved idol.

“There are so many supporting actors who have worked with me before. There are also several among them who have become A-listers.”

“It’s Jing Yang,” Fang Erlan blurted bashfully, her face turning red with shyness.

“You like male idols like Jing Yang? Seems like you’ve got a poor taste in men,” Yan Ge remarked in distaste.

“You’re not to insult my idol!” Fang Erlan vehemently defended her G.o.dlike idol.

Yan Ge chuckled in amus.e.m.e.nt and asked, “How long have you been idolizing him for?”

“Five years.” Noticing the sly and mysterious laughter he let out, Fang Erlan stopped ma.s.saging him and questioned, “What are you laughing at?”

Yan Ge avoided her question while Xiao Li answered on his behalf, “Brother is laughing at your poor taste in men.”

Blus.h.i.+ng red in embarra.s.sment, Fang Erlan argued, “I’ve been a fan of Jing Yang ever since he was just a model. He came from a humble background and hands all his wages over to his mother. He’s very thrifty as well. Just like many other fans of his, I’ve been with him since he debuted as a model to when he transitioned to a supporting actor, all the way until he finally became a male lead. It’s been so hard on him throughout his journey to stardom. Well, you can also say that he had inspired me to become an actress. My dream is to one day star alongside him in a film or drama.”

Yan Ge kept quiet and watched her speak with a smile on his face.

Fang Erlan could sense that he was mocking her and found her words to be extremely ridiculous.

Feeling a little peeved, she continued, “Well, famous celebrities like you wouldn’t understand how fans like me feel. What may seem amusing to you actually means a lot to us.”

“Silly girl. You’ve been idolizing him for five years but does he even know of your existence?” Yan Ge remarked with a chuckle.

“He doesn’t need to. He has so many fans. It’d be extremely tiring for him to get to know every single one of them. If my dream really comes true one day and I get to act in the same production as him, I’ll tell him who I am. He’ll know me then,” Fang Erlan said with a hopeful smile.

“Seems like you’re a true blue fan of his. Well, it just so happens that there are three celebrities involved in the commercial we’re filming today, including me, Song Yan, and, coincidentally, Jing Yang. You’ll get a chance to meet your idol up close and personal later.”

“Are you kidding me!?! That’s wonderful!” Fang Erlan exclaimed excitedly, as happy as a lark.

Yan Ge recalled the Jing Yang he knew and could not help but feel an urge to tease Fang Erlan, the devoted fan of Jing Yang’s.

“I can give you a hand. When we reach the film set, would you like to take the opportunity to speak to your idol?”

“Sure!”

Fang Erlan was beyond excited, for she would be able to meet and talk to her idol.

She subconsciously ma.s.saged Yan Ge with greater strength as a token of grat.i.tude.

She was filled with excitement and enthusiasm.

“I’ve never idolized any celebrities before. What thoughts do you fans harbor toward your favorite celebrities?”

“I’m much s.h.i.+er than those crazy fans of yours who went to the extremes of sending you used sanitary pads, or those who have wild fantasies of dating you and stripping you naked. Old fogies like you who used to be young and charming hunks are bound to appeal to female fans. But like I said earlier, I’m much more decent, and I don’t harbor such thoughts at all. The most I’ve done is watch all the videos of Jing Yang available online…”

“Who are you calling an old fogy!?!” Yan Ge snapped in displeasure.

“I mean, heartthrobs!” Fang Erlan hurriedly explained.

“I’m only thirty-three years old, how am I an old fogy!?!” Yan Ge questioned, glowering at her.

“I was wrong. I mean, you’re a young hunk.”

His frown turned into a smile of satisfaction and he said, “That’s more like it.”

“I really can’t bring myself to call a thirty-three-year-old like you a young hunk. You’re just like expired preserved meat…”

“Fang Erlan!”

“…”

They only arrived on set one hour later.

In order to avoid making it onto the tabloids, Fang Erlan intentionally waited for Yan Ge to enter first before alighting from the nanny van stealthily thirty minutes later, clad in a surgical mask to hide her face.

Xiao Li waited for her at the studio and brought her inside. That was the only way she could gain access to the premises.

Yan Ge had already gotten his makeup done and had changed into the outfit he had to wear for the filming, which made him appear much more das.h.i.+ng and suave.

Staring at him, Fang Erlan remarked casually, “Wow, clothes really do make a man. You look so much better after a makeover.”

Fang Erlan was merely muttering her opinion to herself. However, the sharp-eared Yan Ge heard her and shot her a menacing glance with his long, narrow eyes. “What did you say?”

“I… didn’t say anything.”

“I heard you.”

“What I meant was…” The quick-witted Fang Erlan smiled at him and answered, “You’re already very handsome when you’re barefaced. You look so much more charming and das.h.i.+ng with makeup.”

Yan Ge rolled his eyes at her, clearly not convinced by her explanation. He s.h.i.+fted his gaze onto Jing Yang and said to Fang Erlan, “Your idol’s over there.”

Fang Erlan looked over to see the person she had yearned to meet for years. Just as she was about to walk toward him, Yan Ge grabbed her and said, “You’re not thinking of asking him for an autograph right away, are you…?”

“How did you know? That’s exactly what I was thinking. I’m planning to get his autograph first. I don’t have a pen with me, help me find one.”

Yan Ge let go of her and said, “Whatever, I’m staying out of this. I have to start filming now.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he swaggered toward the cameras.

Fang Erlan scanned the dressing table a few times before finally catching sight of a pen and a piece of paper. She then walked toward her idol agitatedly.

Jing Yang had just had his makeup done and was playing with his mobile phone while sitting on the chair. Fang Erlan approached him and removed her surgical mask, which she then put away in her pocket. Handing him the piece of paper and pen, she asked, “Jing Yang, could you give me your autograph?”

Fang Erlan had never been this meek and gentle, except when she was acting.

She had never been so demure!

She had never spoken in such a soft voice!

Yet, what happened next made her feel more awkward than ever.

Jing Yang glanced at her before looking down at his mobile phone again. “No,” he rejected coldly.

His answer was just like a wet blanket that dampened Fang Erlan’s spirits immediately.