"Is it... my fan?"
After the initial shock, Zhou Yuan couldn't help but feel excited, revealing a standard business smile.
"No problem, it's just a selfie, right? Take as many as you want. Everyone, line up, one by one."
"I'll go first, I'll go first." A short-haired girl flashed to Zhou Yuan's side and raised her phone with a smirk, "Cheese~~~"
Click, click... The crisp shutter sound kept going. She changed over a dozen different poses, taking dozens of photos for each. Zhou Yuan was starting to sweat. Was this really necessary?
"Stop taking photos, it's our turn now." The remaining girls expressed their dissatisfaction.
At this moment, Zhou Yuan felt an inexplicable sense of comfort. He never expected that one day he would have so many enthusiastic fans... This feeling of being admired and liked was really nice.
