"What do you think?" Qiguan Yuan didn't answer her. He looked at the girl in front of him, whose fingers were trembling as she clutched Pei Yubai's poster, and asked.
The girl opened her mouth, but before she could answer, a hand reached out from Qiguan Yuan and blocked her from Qiguan Yuan.
Long, slender fingers with distinct knuckles and calloused fingertips.
The owner of that hand stepped to the side, completely blocking Qiguan Yuan Qiguan Yuan.
Pei Yubai looked at the girls in front of him, his gaze sweeping across their faces. He noticed that they were holding his movie posters and guessed that most of them were probably his fans.
"A signature, is that it?"
He took the poster from the fan, bowed his head and signed his name. His handwriting was messy and he wrote quickly. After signing, he returned the poster to the fan.
"Let's go drink the welcoming wine first."
The fans could easily see that Pei Yubai didn't want them bothering Qiguan Yuan.
Wang Miao held the poster, glanced at Pei Yubai, and then at Qiguan Yuan behind him.
Qiguan Yuan peeked half her head out from behind Pei Yubai's shoulder, her silver hair hanging down and draped over Pei Yubai's arm, and smiled at them.
Wang Miao's heart skipped a beat.
She was just a casual fan of Pei Yubai, at most a drama fan; she watched every show he did, but she wasn't particularly enthusiastic about following the real person.
She initially watched this variety show because of Pei Yubai, but the moment she saw Qiguan Yuan, she knew she was in trouble.
That morning, the moment Qiguan Yuan approached the camera, she was sitting on her dorm bed with a bowl of hot and sour noodles when her nose suddenly felt hot and started bleeding.
She didn't react when her roommate called her.
This was the first time she had ever experienced what it meant to be "so beautiful that your nose bleeds."
From then on, she was doomed, falling into this pit called Qiguan Yuan, and had no intention of getting out.
Her roommate became curious about Qiguan Yuan because of her nosebleed, so she also started watching the variety show.
The final result was predictable: Qi Qi was completely captivated by Qiguan Yuan.
So the group discussed it and flew over over the weekend.
Pei Yubai can be seen freely, since he has to film, but Yuanyuan can't!
He's not in the entertainment industry, so if he stops recording shows, it's really hard to hear about him anymore.
Qiguan Yuan's fans are arguably the most miserable fans on the entire internet.
The person in question is not in the entertainment industry, has no Weibo, no studio, no schedule, and no official channels to follow them.
A fan club has been established, but it was organized and built by the fans themselves.
The president jumps back and forth between the live streams of several guests every day, taking screenshots, recording screens, editing, and extracting every shot of Qiguan Yuan, making them into photo albums, GIFs, and videos, and posting them in the super topic.
The first thing they do every morning when they open their eyes is to turn on Pei Yubai's live stream.
It wasn't that I wanted to see Pei Yubai, but rather whether Qiguan Yuan would appear next to Pei Yubai.
After Qiguan Yuan started his live stream, I stayed in his live stream room.
The last thing I do before going to bed is to check the supertopic to see if there are any new screenshots.
I live off this variety show every day.
The variety show recording is about to end; Qiguan Yuan won't be recording anymore after today's episode.
When this news spread in the supertopic yesterday, many people burst into tears.
When Pei Yubai made the official announcement this morning, Qiguan Yuan's fan group went wild.
The group chat was filled with cries.
Someone is criticizing Pei Yubai.
Some people are asking if it's true.
Despite the criticism and tears, everyone eventually followed Pei Yubai on Weibo.
After cursing, I followed with tears in my eyes, because this is probably the only way I can see Qiguan Yuan from now on.
Wang Miao felt a burning urge to bite at the sight of Pei Yubai standing in Qiguan Yuan.
She took a deep breath, walked around Pei Yubai, and peeked at Qiguan Yuan.
" Yuanyuan, didn't you help block the door?"
Qiguan Yuan peeked out from behind Pei Yubai, his silver hair cascading down Pei Yubai's shoulders. He glanced at Wang Miao, then at the girls standing beside him.
"No," Qiguan Yuan said. "Today I'm working with my boyfriend. My time belongs to him today."
When Wang Miao heard the words "boyfriend," her heart felt like it had been punched.
She looked into Qiguan Yuan's eyes; his light-colored eyes held a gentle smile.
She looked at Qiguan Yuan, then at Pei Yubai.
Pei Yubai stood in front of Qiguan Yuan, his ears flushed red.
She doesn't seem to be Yuanyuan at all.
Pei Yubai grasped Qiguan Yuan's hand, interlocking his fingers and tightening his grip, pressing his palm against Qi Guanyuan's.
" Yuanyuan is my boyfriend." Pei Yubai looked at the girls in front of him. "Don't disturb his rest."
After saying that, he hid Qiguan Yuan behind his back even more, using his entire body to block the fans' view.
Before Wang Miao could say anything more, Pei Yubai had already led Qiguan Yuan away.
"You can go drink the welcoming wine now." Pei Yubai's voice came from the front, without turning his head.
Wang Miao stood there, looking at their clasped hands, and lowered her head in disappointment.
She hadn't even had a chance to say more than a few words to Yuanyuan.
Pei Yubai is so annoying! Why does he have to monopolize Yuanyuan?!
Suddenly, my roommate's excited voice rang out beside me. "Ahhhh, Yuanyuan!"
Wang Miao suddenly looked up.
Qiguan Yuan had already been led by Pei Yubai to the long table where the welcoming wine was served, and he was raising his hand to take a sip of wine.
Pei Yubai stood beside him, wanting to take the bowl from his hand, Qiguan Yuan didn't give it to him and held it himself.
A few strands of her silver hair were blown about by the wind, and her red robes appeared very dark in the sunlight, like a dark flame.
Qiguan Yuan, holding a wine bowl, waved to them.
Before Wang Miao's mind could process what was happening, her feet had already started moving on their own.
She ran up to Qiguan Yuan, panting, her hands trembling as she held the poster.
" Yuanyuan!"
Qiguan Yuan Qiguan Yuan at her and asked, "Your face is so red, is it hot?"
Wang Miao shook his head, then nodded, then shook his head again.
I was so excited I couldn't speak.
Qiguan Yuan didn't press further, but handed her the wine bowl. "Are you my fan?"
Wang Miao nodded vigorously, so much so that her hat tilted to one side, and she quickly straightened it.
Qiguan Yuan looked at her, his gaze lingering on her wrist for a moment.
"Would you like Yuanyuan's gift?"
Wang Miao froze, her eyes wide and her mouth slightly agape. After a few seconds, she finally found her voice. "Is it okay? Yuanyuan? Is it really okay?"
Qiguan Yuan pushed the wine bowl forward again.
Wang Miao took it with both hands, his fingers touching the bowl's rim. Qiguan Yuan's fingers had just left the bowl, and a trace of warmth seemed to still linger on it.
She picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp. The rice wine wasn't spicy; it was sweet with a hint of fermented sourness.
She put the empty bowl back on the table, her eyes shining as she looked at Qiguan Yuan.
Qiguan Yuan looked into her bright, sparkling eyes and smiled. "Raise your hand."
Wang Miao stretched out her hand, palm facing up.
Qiguan Yuan took out a red thread, tied it around her wrist, and made a knot.
May all my little fans have good fortune, may all their wishes come true, and may their paths be smooth and easy.