The popularity of Old Street had somewhat exceeded Si You's expectations. His latest Weibo post had gained over a hundred thousand comments overnight, and Jiang Tingxu's side was even more so.
"Director Zheng, how did you sleep last night?" Si You called him.
Zheng Zaisheng's voice remained gentle and unhurried. "Pretty well."
"I saw your Weibo has fallen too," Si You said with a laugh.
"Ah..." Zheng Zaisheng was not particularly good at handling this sort of thing. "The private messages too."
Old Street had not given a definite ending, but the more open-ended it was, the harder it was to let go. People flooded Director Zheng with questions about whether they had met again. Early that morning, Zheng Zaisheng replied to one person: [If you think they did, then they definitely did.]
Once that was screenshotted and reposted, everyone wailed and clutched their heads, crying, "It's a happy ending! It's a happy ending! We got our sugar!"
Next, the behind-the-scenes operations team and the entertainment companies of the main cast would definitely seize this momentum. Even Si You's event appearances suddenly became much more frequent.
That afternoon, there was a fan meet-and-greet for the main cast. Si You arrived half an hour early, but Jiang Tingxu had an important project meeting and would most likely be unable to attend.
The venue was fairly spacious. The moment Si You appeared, fans below immediately raised their support signs and photos high, and the cheers shot up several notches. Even Zheng Zaisheng, standing backstage, felt his eardrums buzz. Only then did he truly grasp Si You's popularity.
Si You took the microphone and swept his gaze over the crowd, immediately caught between laughter and tears. "Come on, my ancestors, it's practically New Year's. Why are you crying?"
The nearest fan choked out,