So, she waited until Yang Fan got on the subway.
There were two girls following behind her.
Her only goal was to follow him home and obtain the most detailed address so that she could make preparations for the next step of meeting him by chance, waiting for him, or asking for his contact information, autograph, and photo.
It could be said that it was crazy.
However, Yang Fan did not notice it at all because he was holding down the brim of his hat.
When he walked out of the subway and passed by an overbridge hole.
A male grassroots singer in his thirties was wearing an ordinary shirt. He held a guitar in his hand and a cell phone in front of him. He was singing the folk song " Red Lotus ". It seemed like he was doing a live broadcast.
His singing was not bad.
However, his appearance was really not flattering, so there were only five or six people around him, and most of them were men.
There was a woman, but she was an elderly auntie who had come to join in the fun. She only took a glance at the singer before she left.
Yang Fan happened to pass by and simply stopped.
The song ended.
Only five or six people had left, leaving Yang Fan alone.
Just as Yang Fan was about to leave, the singer suddenly stood up and looked at Yang Fan with a pained expression."I'm going to the toilet. Can you help me take care of these equipment?”
Yang Fan saw that the other party was clutching his stomach and could only nod.
"Thank you."
The singer ran away.
Yang Fan sat down in the singer's seat and looked at the number of people in the bullfighting live broadcast room.
A mere twenty-five people.
Looking at the gift, it was less than 50 RMB.
"How difficult!"
Yang Fan complained and took out his phone to play.
Because it was already past nine o'clock in the evening, there were not many passersby. Because it was Tianqiao Cave, Yang Fan felt a little stuffy wearing a hat and mask, so he took off his hat and mask.
But he did not expect it.
A rich woman who happened to pass by in the live broadcast room saw Yang Fan and immediately fell into a dizzy state. Her hand trembled and she rewarded the streamer with ten rockets.
With a shake of his hand, he gifted another ten super rockets.
Then, a string of words appeared on the screen: "Handsome, handsome, handsome…"
You know, rich people are usually simple and unadorned. They like to spend money to post subtitles on the entire channel.
This caption was the same as the 20 rockets.
The singer's live broadcast room quickly had a thousand viewers.
However, Yang Fan was only focused on playing with his phone and did not see it at all.
Then…
Another tycoon named " Zhuyeqing " sent 50 rockets consecutively and mistook Yang Fan for a streamer. He sent out a string of colorful letters and asked,""Ten seconds, I want all the information on this streamer!”
This was great.
50 super flames.
5,000 people flooded into the live broadcast room.
Although most of them were men.
However, there were also hundreds of women.
Hence, he decided to do it.
The live broadcast room was quickly flooded with comments.
"If handsomeness has no limits, then the streamer's looks can extend to the infinite universe!”
"I finally know why there are no handsome guys on the bus. It's because the streamer is extremely handsome, and the bus can't carry flammable and explosive items!”
"After living for so long, this is the first time I've seen someone. The word 'handsome' has been used throughout my life.”
"When I saw him, I realized that my boyfriend wasn't handsome at all!”
"I'm heartbroken…Oh no…My boyfriend is heartbroken!”
“……”
"Ding! Congratulations on obtaining 450 progress points."
"Current progress: 950/1000.”
"What's going on? Who has seen my looks?”
Yang Fan was playing with his phone when the system notified him that he had earned so many progress points.
He looked around curiously. There were only a few passersby scattered around.
Where did these 450 points come from?
Just as Yang Fan was feeling curious, the singer ran back from the toilet.
"Thank you, thank you."
"You're welcome."
"So you're so handsome."
"Thank you."
Yang Fan put on her hat and mask again and left the bridge.
In the next second, he suddenly heard the singer's excited voice.
“？？？”
Yang Fan was curious.
He was so happy to be tipped 50 yuan.
But in the next second.
Another unrestrained shout came from the bridge.
"Thank you, Sister Zhu Yeqing, for sending me 80 super rockets!”
Yang Fan smiled.
Suddenly, he felt that the world had become brighter.
It seemed that in this world, rich people did not only care about looks, but also talent and content. Otherwise, they would not have given so many gifts.
He believed that this young man would succeed.
How could Yang Fan, who walked out of the bridge, know that he had only appeared in the bullfighting live broadcast room for a few minutes, but it had caused a huge uproar in the live broadcast room.
Countless entertainment companies immediately launched a pep rally. With only a few minutes of footage from the live broadcast room, they started a carpet search for Yang Fan all over the country.
Their boss had said that they would not hesitate to spend millions to find Yang Fan and sign him.
This book comes from：m.funovel.com。