"Yang Yunruo, in fact, I am also your fan, can you sign me" The girl said.

I'm not deaf, but I heard what I said.

"Ahem, ahem, oh, is it?" Whether it was or not, Yang Yunruo took it as if it was.

"Yes, yes, yes" Seeing Yang Yunruo's appearance, the girl thought it was very interesting, completely forgetting that she had said that Yang Yunruo's character was bad, and nodded in response. "Yang Yunruo, can you sign for me?"

"Oh oh, well, where to sign" just signed, and it seemed that she had never signed with anyone else, because no one had ever asked her for an autograph.

"This, this, this ......" The girl hurriedly took out a pink notebook and pen and handed it to Yang Yunruo. "My name is Chen Zixuan, and tomorrow is my birthday" The girl looked at Yang Yunruo, her eyes blinking.

"Wish: Happy birthday to Chen Zixuan. Yang Yunruo" Yang Yunruo wrote stroke by stroke, signature font, no one seems to have designed it for him.

"Thank you, thank you" Chen Zixuan smiled and thanked him.

"Hmm" just handed it back to Chen Zixuan, and her best friend also silently handed over a notebook.

"My name is Liu Fang, and I have a birthday tomorrow. ”

"This, you celebrate your birthday together" Yang Yunruo looked at Liu Fang, and he really didn't stop in his hand, just a signature.

"Poof" Chen Zixuan watched his best friend being exposed, and laughed very unjustly.

"I want it too," Hu Zhijian also handed over what he wanted to autograph.

"And I and me, my name is ......."

"And my ......"

"Yang Yunruo, I'm also your fan......"

Originally, everyone closed their eyes and pretended to sleep, or chatted, and the carriage playing cards became completely popular, and the young people in the entire carriage ran over to ask for autographs, and even drove the young people in the next carriage. A group of people gathered around, watching Yang Yunruo like a giant panda.

"Can you sign one for me?" a plainly dressed middle-aged uncle also came to join in the fun.

"Ah, you're also a fan of mine," Yang Yunruo said with a smile.

"I, I just see that everyone wants it, it must be a good thing" The uncle grinned innocently, looking shy.

"Cheng, I'll sign one for you too, but you can't call me ugly. Yang Yunruo said with a smile. Join in the fun, no matter what kind of identity it is, and it doesn't matter which world it is.

......

"Yang Yunruo, where are you going" Chen Zixuan asked with a face, looking like a little fan girl, if only Yang Yunruo hadn't heard their conversation just now.

"Walk around, wherever you go"

"Ah, where did you buy the ticket?" asked Chen Zixuan in surprise, where to go. "Are you going on a tour?"

"Well, yes, I bought it to the terminal."

"It's great, I also want to graduate soon, so I can go wherever I want" Liu Fang said enviously.

"It can't be compared, Yang Yun is a star, so where do you want to go, if we want to find a job after graduation, a cousin of mine works in IT, he is busy from morning to night, and he works overtime on weekends, not to mention traveling, and he is not allowed to ask for leave," Hu Zhijian said.

"Don't be so pessimistic, in fact, I don't have anything to do to cook and walk around, because I don't know what I should do," Yang Yunruo said.

"Wow, is there nothing to do to be a star?" asked Chen Zixuan, looking very envious.

"No, in fact, celebrities are also very busy, filming, practicing songs, in short, a lot of things. I'm because I don't have a company to take me in, and I don't have anything to do. I'm not a celebrity now, I'm a property nomad. Yang Yunruo paused and said: "Have you ever seen the kind of person who walks around with a broken bag and crutches, it is possible that he still has a bowl in his hand, I am that kind of person." After saying that, he laughed with hahaha.

"Huh" everyone dislikes.

"Hahahaha" Yang Yunruo was very happy, and quietly pretended to be forced in front of the young man, looking very complacent.

"Beer, drinks, mineral water, peanuts, melon seeds, eight-treasure porridge, come, let the legs go." The flight attendant walked back and forth pushing the small cart, looking at the group of people in front of him and asking puzzledly, "Hey, why are you crowding so many people here?"

"They're watching the stars," the well-wisher told the flight attendant.

"Stars, where did the stars come from, how can there be celebrities who ride in this iron car?" the attendant didn't believe it.

"Really, it seems to be called Yang Yunruo"

"Yang Yunruo......" the flight attendant said in a low voice. "Hey, let's get in front of you. ”

"Let everyone go, let the flight attendants come over for a while," Yang Yunruo said to the onlookers.

The crowd dispersed, and the air suddenly became fresh.

"Yang Yunruo, it's really you," the flight attendant asked with a close glance at Yang Yunruo.

"......" Yang Yunruo looked at the slightly chubby girl in front of her, with a few sesame-like freckles on her round face. "Zhou Hong......"

"Haha, I thought you didn't know me anymore, old classmate," Zhou Hong said happily.

"How can you, you are my tablemate for three years" Yang Yunruo tasted back. Zhou Hong, the same table in junior high school for three years, just graduated from junior high school and went out to work with relatives at home, and later heard that he went to work as a police officer through what relationship, but I haven't seen it for a long time, but I didn't expect to see it here.

"You've become a star," Zhou Hong asked.

"It used to be, but not anymore. ”

"Yes, then you sign my name, well, you have to take a group photo, I will send the photo to our class group, so that everyone will be envious. ”

"What's there to envy about this, it's not that there are no graduation photos," Yang Yunruo said with a smile. "When did you get the class group, why didn't anyone tell me about this? ”

"Hey, it's not comparable to you college students, a group formed by those of us who didn't go to high school and college. ”

"It's not outside. "Classmates in junior high school and high school, Yang Yunruo has no contact. The predecessor Yang Yunruo passed the class group of high school again, but he kept it shielded and never left a word in it, and gradually it was forgotten.

"Old classmate, what kind of star are you?" asked Zhou Hong after taking the photo.

I am most afraid of the sudden silence in the air, even my classmates don't know what kind of star they are, if this Yang Yun is transparent. But it's no wonder that there is almost no connection, how can it be possible to recognize Yang Yunruo at a glance in public with so many celebrities, after all, no matter who it is, the focus will always be on those who are outstanding, standing in the most dazzling and shining places. Yang Yunruo, it doesn't count. Even if it's because of "The King of Crossover Singers", there are so many days and nights, and they don't have that time to listen to music, for them, it's better to run a hot bath.

"No, you're still classmates, he's a singer, and he sings well. Hu Zhijian said angrily.

Yang Yunruo looked at Hu Zhijian, this is definitely a fake fan. Obviously an actor, you have to say that I am a singer, what hatred and what resentment.

"Yes, I haven't heard your song yet" Zhou Hong also seemed to find that his understanding of Yang Yunruo seemed to be stuck in the year when he graduated from junior high school, and grinned embarrassedly.

"I have a guitar here," Hu Zhijian stood up enthusiastically and took out a black guitar bag from the luggage rack.

Yang Yunruo is now almost certain that this fan is absolutely fake.