Chapter 1081
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"Jack has never been so excited before. It seems that you're really to his liking. He's one of the top scriptwriters in the country. With me around, you'll definitely be popular in the entertainment industry. "
Pei Xi Mian nodded. He wasn't very interested.
Whether it was popular or not wasn't that important to him.
Pei Xi Mian took out his phone and looked at the time. It was already past five o 'clock. Qingqing should be off work at this time.
He thought about it and dialed Shen Wanqing's number. The call was quickly connected.
"Hello, Qingqing?"
Tang Mu, who was driving in front, could clearly feel that Pei Xi Mian's tone and expression had become much gentler and more obedient in an instant. He was completely different from the unusually cold teenager in the recording studio.
Pei Xi Mian pursed his lips and lowered his eyelashes slightly. He asked softly, "It's nothing. I just want to know if you're off work now, Qingqing?"
"I'm off work. I'm already home."
Hearing this, Pei Xi Mian's long eyelashes fluttered. He quickly said, "Then have a good rest first. I'll be back soon. Wait for me to come back and cook for you. "
Shen Wanqing lay on the sofa and chuckled. "No need. I'll cook today. Didn't you go to the studio with Tang Mu today? It's only just ended. It must be very tiring, right? So just leave the cooking to me. "
"But …" Pei Xi Mian frowned slightly.
"Why? Are you afraid that my cooking won't taste good and you dislike me?" Shen Wanqing raised her eyebrows lazily.
Pei Xi Mian's fingertips curled. He shook his head and pursed his red lips. "No … Of course not …"
"Okay, I'm going to cook. Remember to come back obediently. "Shen Wanqing smiled lazily and hung up the phone.
Pei Xi Mian put down his phone and looked out of the window.
The car suddenly became quiet.
Tang Mu, who had always been a taciturn person, had to admit defeat in front of Pei Xi Mian. He coughed lightly and Pei Xi Mian looked at him coldly.
Tang Mu said, "Do you have a Weibo account?"
Pei Xi Mian thought for a moment and nodded. "Yes, my former agent helped me register one."
"You've been thinking about it for so long? Don't tell me you've never used it? "
"Yes." Pei Xi Mian pursed his lips, his expression cold.
Tang Mu looked at the expressionless Pei Xi Mian and felt powerless. He continued, "Give me your phone later, I'll help you get your Weibo account verified. After all, you are no longer a member of Xingyu, but a member of Hua Rui. "
"Alright."
Tang Mu stopped the car by the side and turned to look at Pei Xi Mian in the back seat. "Phone."
Pei Xi Mian casually handed the phone to Tang Mu. Tang Mu unlocked the phone and glanced at it. She did not look at other people's desktop and directly clicked into Weibo.
When he clicked into Weibo, he found that the other party had not logged in for a long time, and his Weibo account had long been offline.
A few minutes later, he finally logged onto Weibo.
However, Tang Mu was stunned.
Why did the phone suddenly freeze?
Tang Mu had no choice but to turn off her phone.
After turning on his phone again, he logged into Weibo. This time, everything was fine.
Tang Mu helped to verify Pei Xi Mian's identity. He returned to the main page to check if there were any mistakes. However, when he saw the number of fans Pei Xi Mian had, he was shocked.
Five … 5.2 million fans?!
Tang Mu turned around and asked Pei Xi Mian in shock, "Did you buy this number of fans?"
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