Chapter 36 Are Those Really Her Fans?

The fingers that were clinging to Pei Yu's shoulder moved. Shen Zhiyi looked at the outline drawn with ink on the rice paper and couldn't help being distracted.

That morning and today at midnight, it turned out that he was in the study just to draw her.

She raised her head and blinked, "Are you going to draw it for me?"

Can't think of any other reason.

"No," Pei Yu denied, resealed the unfinished painting, and said slowly, "I'll keep it for myself."

Inexplicably, her cheeks turned slightly red. She didn't dare to ask further, but was just curious, "Have you ever studied painting?"

"I studied it for a while." She was rarely willing to ask about personal matters, and Pei Yu had no intention of hiding anything. "My father likes it, and I learned it to satisfy him."

Shen Zhiyi knew very little about the former leader of the Pei family who had retired, and she was not very curious about him. Her focus was on Pei Yu. "You draw very well."

"Want to learn?"

"I can't learn it," Shen Zhiyi explained in a low voice, "My wrist is injured."

Pei Yu bent down and put her on the bed. Hearing this, he paused, held her wrist and looked at it.

"I broke a bone when I was a kid, but it's fine now. I just can't hold a pen for too long, and I can't really lift heavy objects."

Her wrist was slender and could be easily encircled. Pei Yu didn't even dare to use force to hold it. He didn't dare to think about how it was broken, but he could guess it without Shen Zhiyi saying it.

He seldom mentioned the past, and Pei Yu would look cold when he did. Shen Zhiyi felt a little regretful and rubbed his eyes pretending to be sleepy, "I want to sleep."

"Ah."

Pei Yu tucked the corner of the quilt for her and said, "Go to sleep."

The surroundings became quiet and sleepiness came back. Shen Zhiyi fell asleep quickly and woke up once when it was almost dawn. She half opened her eyes sleepily and found that Pei Yu was still awake, sitting on the edge of the bed with his eyes lowered, gently pinching her injured wrist in his hand, wondering what he was thinking.

She was half asleep, "Pei Yu?"

Pei Yu seemed to be awakened from a long memory. With the rustling sound of clothes rubbing against each other, he leaned over, thinking that she needed something.

"Ok?"

She seldom called him by his name directly. Most of the time, she would call him "Mr. Pei" in a polite and distant manner. She could only enjoy this treatment when she was not very sober.

He came closer. Qingjun's face was not clear in the dim room. Shen Zhiyi was so sleepy that his voice was unclear, "Why don't you sleep?"

"Right away," Pei Yu coaxed her, "It's still early, you can sleep a little longer."

I slept until almost noon.

We drank some wine at the dinner, although not much, but I still felt a little uncomfortable when I woke up the next day, so the meal was light.

While eating, Wang Feifei reminded her to remember to upload some daily photos to Weibo, so she took a picture of the meal.

She doesn't have a lot of fans, but after the reversal of public opinion some time ago, the comment section has become less chaotic, with only a few relatively friendly comments appearing here and there.

[Good vegetarian, Zhizhi, eat more meat! ]

[Looks like you're not on set, aren't you filming today?] She replied to a few comments while eating. Because she was multitasking, she didn't even notice Pei Yu was talking to her. Before she could react, Pei Yu had already hooked her chair and pulled her to his side. He glanced at the screen nonchalantly, "What are you looking at so seriously?"

“Replying to fans’ comments.”

Shen Zhiyi smiled shyly, she had few fans, and well-intentioned comments were always drowned out by attacks from black fans. She always cherished them and didn't want to involve them in boring verbal battles, so she even closed the comment section for this reason. Now this kind of peaceful atmosphere was the first time in several years.

She didn't shy away from it. She put the phone screen in front of Pei Yu, guessing that he probably didn't understand these things in the circle, and took the initiative to explain, "My agent asked me to post more daily photos and interact more with fans."

There were only a few comments, unlike other artists who would receive tens of thousands of comments and likes on their Weibo posts. She felt embarrassed, "I don't have many fans."

Pei Yu glanced at them and said casually, but his voice was firm, "There will be more and more."

I went to the filming set in the afternoon. Because it was a costume movie, a lot of time was spent on makeup. After finishing my makeup, I moved to the shooting location with Xiao Dong.

Shen Zhiyi was accompanied by the second female lead of the crew. Her fans were waiting outside. As soon as they saw her come out, they excitedly shouted her name and their cameras flashed non-stop.

Shen Zhiyi was walking behind, and several hands reached out over here from the circle of bodyguards, and colorful letter papers appeared in front of them.

She looked up and met the eyes of several young girls. "Do you want me to help deliver the letter?"

As she was talking, the letter had been stuffed into her arms. The girl who handed the letter was pushed to the back by others and shouted, "It's a letter for you!"

Shen Zhiyi was stunned for a moment, and then heard someone else calling her name.

"Zhiyi! Shen Zhiyi!"

She turned her head and saw the camera flashes going off one after another. The girl taking the photo shouted to her, "Smile! Smile!"

Before she could react to what was happening, Shen Zhiyi's eyebrows were already curved. As she got closer, she saw more girls taking pictures of her.

"Knowledge!"

The girl holding the camera smiled at her and waved, "We are your fans!"

Shen Zhiyi was still in a dazed state until she got in the car. In fact, when she first signed with Huo Heng's agency, her number of fans was not as small as it is now. She had organized several visits to the set, but at that time some fans who had turned from fans to haters got in and caused trouble, so these activities were cancelled.

She almost forgot that she also had fans willing to visit her on set.

Holding a few thick letters and some snacks that someone had stuffed into his arms, Shen Zhiyi asked dazedly, "Were those really my fans?"

"Of course!"

Xiao Dong smiled and took everything from her arms. "There are so many. There are more than a dozen people here, and they are holding support signs with your name on them."

Shen Zhiyi felt as if she was in a dream. "Did Sister Feifei prepare this? I don't even know."

Because she never thought that there would be fans visiting her on set, her filming schedule was never announced in the fan group. After a few years, fans might have forgotten about the existence of such a thing.

I called Wang Feifei, who was busy. She just smiled when I mentioned this incident, neither admitting nor denying it. She just said, "There will be more and more such activities in the future, and things like that won't happen again."

In order to ensure that this visit would not have the same accidents as in the past, the fan screening was very strict, and because it was organized so hastily, even the air tickets and hotels were arranged so that these fans could come without any worries.

It is very good to be able to arrange it like this with such a short time. Fortunately, the effect is indeed good. It can only be said that Secretary Qin’s work ability is much better than her as an agent.

(End of this chapter)