The world is safe, but there are always disasters from heaven interspersed with it; The world is dangerous, but there is also inadvertent beauty that blends with it.

Those one-sided fears and optimisms are nothing more than the fact that survivor bias infinitely magnifies both the good and the bad, provoking the melon-eating masses to jump repeatedly at the two extremes.

Obviously, the man in front of him was the leader of the optimistic world, and before Jing Zeheng stood up, he didn't think that his words and deeds might be beaten.

"Wait, wait! Big brother, calm down!" The man hurriedly stepped back, widening the distance between him and Jing Zeheng, and the scumbag face that was underbeaten before was instantly replaced by a simple and harmless smile, "We are performance art, and we are all acting!" If you have something to say, let's not do it!"

Jing Zeheng: "......"

Shen Fanyin: "......"

What kind of performance art is this? This is obviously a "large-scale anti-love propaganda lecture".

Miss Fei'er on the side also hurriedly responded: "Yes, yes, it's really just performance art, don't do it!"

Just when Shen Fanyin was speechless, the surrounding diners also stood up one after another and explained, "Yes, friend, don't be nervous, this is really just performance art."

"Here's our invitation to the show, you can take a look."

"We are all students of Imperial City College of Art, and this is our student ID...... Oh yes, we also have a teacher's instructional video, if you don't believe me, you can check it out."

Shen Fanyin: "......"

So, in the whole restaurant, in fact, there are only two of them who are real customers, right?

No wonder it's not even eleven o'clock when the restaurant is packed!

Facing the faces of sincere apologies, Shen Fanyin waved his hand tiredly: "I only have one problem."

Fei'er nodded again and again, completely ignoring the fact that she had just been splashed with a glass of water: "You say, you say."

Shen Fanyin: "Can I order?"

「……」

Seeing that the crowd wanted to stop talking, Shen Fanyin's voice rose an octave: "You don't want to tell me that this restaurant is all fake, right?"

The crowd did not speak, but they only dared to nod.

Shen Fanyin: "......"

No wonder Jing Zeheng can't find restaurant reviews at all.

Shen Fanyin turned his head to look at Jing Zeheng, his big eyes full of remorse.

If she knew this, she must have listened to her brother and at least found a restaurant that could be found on the Internet.

Don't listen to the old man, suffer in front of you.

She knew she was wrong.

Jing Zeheng: "......?"

The child doesn't look at himself quite right.

Before Shen Fanyin could react, Fei'er had already taken out a notebook, blinked her big jade-like eyes, and looked at her with burning eyes: "Baby, can you answer me a few questions?" I won't delay you for too long."

Shen Fanyin didn't want to answer the question, she just wanted to go to dinner.

But she called herself baby.

"Why did you scold the girls too?"

"Personally, I think this is a bit self-inflicted, learn to love yourself first and then talk about your lover, love brain is unacceptable."

"Then which do you think is more hateful, PUA or love brain?"

"One is a character problem, the other is a self-perception bias; One is self-interest that influences others, and the other is self-inflicted. There is no comparison between the two."

"You're a girl, aren't you afraid of asking for trouble when you just stand up like that? Aren't you worried about retaliation?"

"With all due respect, I can fight ten of his kind."

"Uh......"

Fei'er looked at the petite and cute girl in front of her, and after thinking for a moment, her eyes turned to Jing Zeheng.

It is estimated that her boyfriend has always been unable to fight back and scold and not return the mouth, otherwise how could she give her such a false perception?

Fei'er was silent for a moment, then smiled brightly at Shen Fanyin: "Thank you for your help and cooperation, can we use this video and interview as reporting materials?"

Shen Fanyin instinctively wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, she

Nodding in agreement, "Yes."

"Thank you so much!" Phil smiled like a trumpet flower, "May I ask what your name is?"

"Shen Fanyin."

Fei'er, who could not write Chinese, handed the notebook to Shen Fanyin and motioned for her to write it herself.

Shen Fanyin signed her name neatly, returned the notebook to her, and got up to say goodbye.

A group of "actors" got up to send each other off, and if they thanked them, they didn't throw money away.

Fei'er waved at Shen Fanyin: "Thank you, baby, your boyfriend is so lucky to have an honest girlfriend like you."

Shen Fanyin: "......?"

"No, we ......"

"Let's go."

Jing Zeheng pulled Shen Fanyin over, interrupted her explanation, and dragged the person away.

Shen Fanyin was a little anxious: "Brother, they misunderstood!"

"It's just a stranger, and no one will believe it if it is explained, so there's no need." Jing Zeheng looked selfless, "Let's go, I found a restaurant and went to eat."

Shen Fanyin always felt that something was weird, something was not right.

But her brother said he had found a restaurant.

What she didn't know was that shortly after they left, Phil exclaimed with her notebook in her hand.

"This signature! This signature!"

She glared and held her notebook to show her classmates, "Look at you, is this signature familiar?"

Everyone was packing up the "restaurant" and waiting for the next "customer" to come to the door, and they all gathered around when they heard the news.

"It's familiar, I look like I've seen it somewhere."

"Come on, come on, I'll take a picture and ask!"

"No, I found it."

The "actor" pushed aside the crowd and looked at Fei'er with a complicated look at his mobile phone: "Shen Fanyin, do you really not remember?"

Fei'er repeated the name, and the complicated Chinese pronunciation made her more and more tasteful, until when the words she finally pronounced were irrelevant to the three words "Shen Fanyin", she finally woke up like a dream: "It's her!" It's my favorite designer!"

Fei'er was so excited that she jumped straight in place, her face flushed, and she covered her mouth and let out a scream from time to time.

Everyone looked at her and was speechless.

If someone hadn't reminded her, she still wouldn't have recognized who Shen Fanyin was, right?

Can this be considered a "favorite"?

Fei'er didn't care about this, and was still smiling and immersed in the joy of seeing her idol. br>

"Oops, oops...... She herself is much more beautiful than the video! It's soft, cute and cute, and she's so eager to help me! She must have been invited by the organizers to come here, right? Oops, I'm so much that I actually disturbed her on a date with her boyfriend, and she's going to hate me...... You're busy, I'm going to apologize to Baby Yinyin!"

Crowd: "......"

The "heroine" is chasing idols, can they also take a break for lunch?

In the restaurant, Shen Fanyin covered her mouth with a napkin and sneezed several times in succession.

Jing Zeheng took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders: "The air conditioner is cold, you put on a little."

Shen Fanyin shook his head, and his voice became softer: "It's not cold, maybe someone misses me too much."

As she spoke, she let out another loud sneeze.

Jing Zeheng looked at her thin gauze skirt, and still felt that it was the sin of the air conditioner.

He put his coat together and instructed, "Be obedient, don't catch a cold."

The tip of Shen Fanyin's nose was red, and she looked up at him, her bright big eyes were wet.

She beckoned to him and motioned for him to come over.

Jing Zeheng propped up the back of her chair with one hand, bent down and put his ear to her lips.

Such an intimate gesture did not attract too many people's attention, and in the passionate and unrestrained country M, such intimacy is only pediatric.

But there was also one person who looked at them intently.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of the restaurant.

Fei'er holds her heart in both hands, full

looked at them lovingly, and there was a relieved expression on his face, "My idol is so sweet".