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"Xiao Su, you and Liang Qian are in a group. We have signed up for this part-time job for you before. If you want to have an interview, you should be from the same batch. When the time comes, you remember to disguise yourself as a brain-dead fan of Yesheng Song. Brainless fans know, right?!"

After thinking about it, especially after recalling the rumors about some hobbies that could not be said to people about the entertainment of the little Heavenly King Yesheng Song, He Mingyang specially instructed Su Mohan.

Su Mohan: "......"

Who can tell her, what the hell is this?!

"Uh, forget it! Forget it! Xiao Su, you don't know what a brain-dead powder is, it doesn't matter. When the time comes, you can just imitate Liang Qian! In short, you will be with her anyway. What she does, what kind of expressions, forms, movements, you just follow her. Well, you'll always do, right?!"

Catching up with Su Mohan's blank little eyes, He Mingyang couldn't help but have a headache. A flash of inspiration came to my mind, and I came up with such an idea in a hurry.

Afterwards, even he wanted to praise himself, he was really witty! Too witty, did he?!

But then again. The reason why Liang Qian, who was selected at the bottom of the periphery in all aspects, came to this mission, wasn't it because she was a star-chasing fan?

At first, he just wanted her to influence Su Mohan, a little girl, more or less.

After all, with Su Mohan's temperament, chasing stars or something, He Mingyang inexplicably felt that it could only be hehe.

It turns out that he still knows our classmate Su Mohan quite well, and sure enough, this girl, isn't she just chasing stars or something, can only hehe?!

Tsk, this girl is young, but she doesn't look like a little girl, freak!

"Oh~~, follow Liang Qian's example, well, I understand!"

Su Mohan, who was regarded as a 'freak' by He Mingyang, responded lightly.

"And- don't forget, our ultimate goal is—"

When He Mingyang heard this, his face turned a little pale, he thought about it, and reminded him again.

"Learn from Liang Qian's appearance, pretend to be a brainless fan, and then approach the servant named Yeshengge, go back to his and his father's house with him, and then install bugs on all the places where his father goes in and out of life, or stays.

Well, that's about it! That's about all my tasks. ”

Without waiting for He Mingyang to finish speaking, Su Mohan said freely, but unusually concisely.

“...... Uh, that's right! Xiao Su, you summed it up quite well!"

He Mingyang was stunned when he heard this, and then bowed his head.

And it's so concise. In such a comparison, he just now, isn't it too long-winded?!

Thinking of this, He Mingyang's old face was inexplicably embarrassed.

Who said I was a brain-dead fan?! Where am I brain-dead?!"

Liang Qian heard Su Mohan say this, but she immediately didn't follow it, her hands slammed her waist, and she said with a puffed face.

What kind of brain-dead fan? How can she have it?! At most, she's just a crazy sanity fan, okay?!

It's really ...... to say that about her

"Uncle He said it!"

Su Mohan spread his hands and replied with an innocent face. As he spoke, he stretched out a small hand with a white and tender forehead and pointed at He Mingyang.

He Mingyang: "......"

Well, he's really powerless to refute. said that Liang Qian was a brainless fan or something, cough cough...... That's really what he said.