In his previous life, even after achieving fame and success, Shen Lian couldn't spend every day partying. Whenever he went out with friends, he had learned to go "fully equipped."
Black trousers, a dark gray outdoor jacket, a cap, sunglasses, and a mask-not a single item could be left out. Not one scrap of skin on his face could show, nor any hair. After all, there really were "Sherlock Holmes" types who could identify people by their hair color and how curly it was.
When Chu Yilan saw him the next day, he thought Shen Lian was off to steal chickens.
"Put a mask on too." Shen Lian handed him one.
Chu Yilan said, "I'm not a celebrity."
"Hey, come on, babe. With that face, you could be a huge star in the entertainment industry. Standing next to me draws attention to me by association. Getting recognized would only be a matter of time, okay?"
Chu Yilan asked, "Calling me handsome?"
Shen Lian said frankly, "You've always been handsome."
Master Chu kissed Mr. Shen for over ten minutes before letting him go.
Shen Lian's legs felt weak. Chuckling, he let Chu Yilan lead him to the car.
Shen Lian had even picked a cinema in a quieter location, but quite a few people still turned up for this screening. From a few snippets he happened to overhear, a good number were Chang Qing's fans.
Tickets bought online and the popcorn combo could all be redeemed simply by showing a QR code. It was all about saving time.
Even so, plenty of people stole glances at them. Some stared so openly that Shen Lian couldn't ignore them even if he wanted to.
It was nothing else: their faces might be covered, but their physiques still stood out. Chu Yilan in particular