Other celebrities' fan meetings were all about pouring out their feelings, with fans trembling as they expressed their admiration and promised to follow them forever and so on. But Wen Shuang's fans were a different breed. He sat at a table signing all kinds of posters and photos, constantly reminding himself, Don't get angry, just to keep his emotions in check. The official account had released plenty of good-looking pictures, yet the fans did not use any of those. They had brought nothing but his ugly photos!
Pictures of him yawning during a recording, choking on water, accidentally rolling his eyes...
When he saw a poster where even his facial features looked distorted, Wen Shuang finally could not take it anymore. He looked up at the young girl in front of him, whose face was slightly flushed and whose eyes sparkled with excitement, and asked sincerely, "Where are you planning to put this poster?"
The girl said softly, "By my bed."
Wen Shuang asked, "To ward off evil?"
"Hahaha..." All sorts of sweet laughter rang out around him, filled with the indulgence of mothers toward their son.
"You don't get it, Wen cub." The girl urged Wen Shuang to sign faster and explained, "Your pretty pictures make you look like a mannequin. Looking at that version of you, we can't be mommy fans—we only want to be girlfriend fans. But these are different. They're so much more fun."
What's fun about them?! Wen Shuang thought.
"Oh, right, Shuang cub. You always look like you never get enough to eat, so I made these little snacks myself. Keep them." The girl handed Wen Shuang an exquisite bag, then picked up her poster and left with complete satisfaction.
The fan meeting lasted three hours. Wen Shuang's waist already hurt, and after sitting