Chapter 18: Rational Fans

"There you go."

Zhang Jingwen put away her signing pen, feeling a sense of accomplishment.

"Do you want a photo together?" Zhang Jingwen asked proactively and generously.

Chen Feng really wanted to say no, but in the end, he nodded and said, "Of course."

So, Chen Feng took out his phone and took a photo with her. Zhang Jingwen didn't bother to keep her distance; instead, she leaned in close and made a peace sign.

"Thank you."

As soon as Chen Feng put his phone away, he intended to leave.

Zhang Jingwen nodded with a smile and said, "Just keep your support reasonable and legitimate in the future, otherwise I'll get angry. By the way, what is your name?"

Chen Feng thought for a moment and simply stated his name: "Chen Feng."

"Mm, let's leave it at that then. I wish you a happy life."

Although Zhang Jingwen was very happy to have a die-hard fan like Chen Feng and was very approachable toward him, she couldn't chat with him too deeply; a proper sense of distance was necessary.

Therefore, she didn't talk much more to Chen Feng. After speaking, she left directly with Wang Yue'e.

Seeing her leave, Chen Feng also breathed a secret sigh of relief. This woman was far too self-important and presumptive. Well, her imagination was also quite vivid. To actually hallucinate that he was her sasaeng fan—how narcissistic could one be?

Chen Feng didn't even know who she was; how could he be her fan? And especially not that kind of fan who was obsessively infatuated with her.

One could only say she was truly overthinking it!

However, if he hadn't gone along with her assumptions, and if she had decided he was stalking her with ulterior motives and called the police, it really would have been difficult to explain.

Now, having sacrificed a white shirt worth a few dozen yuan to escape the potential trouble this woman might bring, it could be considered worth the price.

Chen Feng wasn't short on money now, so he didn't feel bad about the white shirt he had worn for two or three years.

He gave the taxi driver a hundred yuan—more than enough—and then hailed another taxi to leave.

This time, he went straight back to the hotel, and the journey was smooth.

Reaching the fifth floor of the hotel, he entered his room without incident. Having not encountered that woman again, Chen Feng finally relaxed.

He first took off his clothes to change out of that signed white shirt.

He took a quick look at the woman's signature. It was written artistically, but it was still legible: *Zhang Jingwen*.

After changing, Chen Feng picked up his phone and did a quick search.

There really was an 18th-tier artist named Zhang Jingwen who had debuted not long ago. The main reports were about the upcoming xianxia drama *Immortal Fate Dream*, in which Zhang Jingwen played the female lead. There were promotional photos of her in ancient costumes, and she looked quite beautiful.

However, her image was vastly different from her modern appearance in real life; this was likely due to excessive photo editing.

After reading a few reports, Chen Feng closed them with little interest.

***

On the other side, Zhang Jingwen and Wang Yue'e arrived at their hotel room a few minutes after Chen Feng.

Wang Yue'e eventually couldn't help but ask, "Are you that certain that man is your sasaeng fan?"

"Of course!" Zhang Jingwen said in an unquestionable tone. "He admitted it himself. He's been following me since Xiuzhou and took the same flight to Beijing as me. While we were queuing to get off the plane, he deliberately stood behind me and even bumped into me on purpose. However, he was relatively polite; I remember he only bumped my back, and the force wasn't very great.

You know the rest. He definitely bribed the taxi driver to cause two rear-end collisions on purpose, all to get my attention. He even had the miraculous ability to find out I was staying at this hotel and deliberately booked a room right across from ours. I can only say my charm is just too great, and this man has gone to great lengths. That's why I don't hate him very much."

Wang Yue'e remained skeptical. "But to me, he didn't look like a fan at all. At least when facing you, his idol, he was very calm, without any sign of excitement or agitation."

"Uh, well... he's probably the rational type of fan, not the impulsive type."

Wang Yue'e laughed. "If he's a rational type of fan, then it's even more impossible for him to be a sasaeng fan."

Zhang Jingwen became unhappy. "He admitted it himself, so how is he not? Otherwise, why do you think he went through all that trouble to follow me? Is he a pervert?"

Looking at the angry Zhang Jingwen, Wang Yue'e hesitated before deciding to shatter her self-delusion.

"You debuted in May this year, so it's only been about five months. Aside from acting in *Immortal Fate Dream*, you've only released one single, which had mediocre results. Additionally, you've filmed two provincial TV commercials and one print advertisement. People don't even know you yet. How could you have fans, let alone a sasaeng fan?"

"You're talking nonsense. Although my single didn't do well, I still have fans who like it. After the two TV commercials aired, the effect was very good; many people said I was beautiful in the ads. How could I not have fans?"

Zhang Jingwen was truly angry now, glaring at Wang Yue'e huffily.

Seeing her like this, Wang Yue'e couldn't help but smile bitterly. "I'm not trying to hurt your confidence, I just feel that sometimes you're a bit too flighty. You need to be steady, understand? You aren't even officially famous yet, and you're already like this. If you wait until you are famous, won't you fly straight into the sky? That's not good; you'll become a target for many people. Once *Immortal Fate Dream* airs, you will definitely become famous—at least you'll enter the third tier, maybe even the second. That's why I must remind you early. You must keep in mind that you absolutely cannot let it go to your head."

Zhang Jingwen said somewhat aggrievedly, "It's just one sasaeng fan, isn't it? How is that being flighty? Besides, the man admitted it himself. Would he lie to me on purpose? What's there to lie about? When I was signing, he even asked me to sign on his back; surely that wasn't fake?"

Wang Yue'e shook her head. "I think he was likely afraid you would call the police, so he went along with your idea and admitted to being a sasaeng fan. Don't you remember? He denied it at first."

"He really is one." Zhang Jingwen still could not accept the possibility that Chen Feng was not her sasaeng fan.

She, Zhang Jingwen, was naturally beautiful and had been infinitely charming since childhood—a natural-born star, as distinct as a firefly in the night. Even if she wasn't famous yet, wasn't it normal to be targeted by some people to become her fan, or even her sasaeng fan?

"Fine, fine. If you think he is, then he is."

Knowing her stubbornness, Wang Yue'e didn't want to argue about this and could only go along with her. "Let's just treat him as a sasaeng fan. In the future, you still need to be on guard. For example, you're returning to Xiuzhou this afternoon. If he follows you again, call the police immediately."

"It shouldn't happen. I've already told him."

"Anyway, just be careful. If I didn't have business here, I would have accompanied you back this time."

"Don't worry, Xiuzhou is my territory. Xiao Liu and Uncle Ma are coming to pick me up. If this man continues to follow me, I'll give him a piece of my mind in minutes; I won't tolerate him anymore. Sasaeng fans are actually very annoying; other celebrities hate them the most."

"To be safe, let me change your flight. It was originally scheduled for 3:30 PM; let's change it to 5:30 PM."

"Okay, no problem."