Food: Visiting Girlfriend Damimi, I Was Left Behind

These three days were happy for everyone on the crew.

They got their wish and got the rumored crayfish, and it was a different flavor every day. I ate for three days in a row.

Everyone was conquered by the taste of crayfish and wanted to eat more.

However, he was stopped by director Yu Zheng. He understood the principle that rare things are valuable. If you eat enough of good things at one time, they will no longer be rare.

Only the little girl Lin Miaoke ran to the kitchen and asked:

"Brother Lin, why didn't you make crayfish ice cream? I want to eat it in a second!"

Looking at the little girl in front of him, Lin Xiu smiled and said:

"Do you want some ice cream? Then I can bring it to you tomorrow, okay?"

"Well, okay, thank you, big brother!"

The little girl nodded and thanked Lin Xiu. Her eyes turned into crescents when she smiled, making her look even cuter.

Looking at Lin Mioke jumping away, Lin Xiu touched the bar and murmured:

"Is the plan to have a daughter about to be put on the agenda?"

The crew had a great time these three days, but ordinary diners in Joaquin were just as comfortable.

Looking at a photo sent in the group, everyone in the group owner group couldn't sit still and began to discuss it.

"Did you see that the crayfish on the set is for each person?"

"That's right, with so many of us, grabbing ten lobsters is just like buying lottery tickets."

"It's not just that. According to the fans of our crew, some stars are not satisfied with this, and they drag 13 extras into the lottery one by one. They won't let them go until they win.

"I'm going to go, it's shameless. Originally, they had a lot to eat because of the small number of people. They are still not satisfied. They have to seize our share."

"When you said that, I remembered it. No wonder only nine portions of crayfish were counted that day. It turned out that they were snatched away by the crew. It's so abominable!"

"We can't just sit back and wait for death. Master Lin belongs to everyone, Joaquin, and all of China, not one of their crews."

"Yes, we have to fight. We can't continue like this, otherwise they will go too far!"

Now there is unprecedented unity among the entire group, with one purpose: to find a way to regain the lost ground, and not let the crew take Lin Xiu away.

"In this way, now everyone goes to their respective groups to collect ideas, and I will use 1 million yuan as a fund for our fan group.

"As long as the idea is adopted, we will give them a bonus. The bonus is tentatively set at 5,000!"

At this time, the lucky foodie said in the group.

After everyone saw these two pieces of news, they were shocked at first, and then overjoyed. If you have money, it will be easier to do things. 5,000 yuan is a lot, and Joaquin's ordinary extras only make less than 3,000 yuan a month.

"I'll go, Brother Luck is so generous, I can take the 1 million as soon as I ask!"

"That's right, I will send a message to the group right away. If there is a cash reward, everyone will definitely participate enthusiastically!"

"Yes, the group owner and management will first delete the opinions of the group members, and then bring them to the main group for discussion if they think they are suitable."

"Okay, that's it, I'll run away first!"

"I'm going to announce the news too!"

At this time, looking at the enthusiasm of everyone, the lucky foodie next to the computer smiled, and the smile was brighter than ever before.

The lucky foodie's real name is Jiang Jingming. From the fact that he can use 1 million as a fan club development fund, you can know that his identity is definitely not simple.

This is indeed the case. He refers to the legendary rich second generation, and the kind whose family owns a mine.

There are indeed mines. His father has several gold mines in the black people's hometown, so the family is not short of money at all.

However, he is also unfortunate. After his mother's plane crashed three years ago, he suffered from depression and has never come out of it.

Three years can change a lot of things. His father comes back less and less now, and he has re-established a family there, and he even gave him a younger brother some time ago.

This made him feel abandoned, and he once thought about committing suicide. Fortunately, he was discovered by the nanny at home and stopped.

Then, one day, the nanny at home brought back a bowl of egg fried rice and said that after eating it, she would feel happy!

Ever since he suffered from depression, food has been just a necessity for him to stay alive. For him, everything he eats is the same, even if he takes glucose every day.

However, looking at the aunt who had taken care of him since childhood, he couldn't bear to refuse her. She was his only relative!

However, after taking a bite of egg fried rice, he felt the smell of his mother, which was so warm and familiar.

When he came to his senses, he couldn't help but feel that tears were already covering his cheeks and he had finished the egg fried rice in his hand.

From then on, he became a regular guest at the Yuelai Hotel. I remember that the last time Lin Xiu returned to Beijing, wasn't there the second group crisis in Joaquin Studios?

It was him who caused it. At that time, many people paid high prices to buy egg fried rice for him. He had to ensure that he could eat it every day. Although it was frozen and heated later, it had no impact on him.

No, when he saw everyone talking about forming a fan group, he first launched it on his micro page, and now he has become the president of the Lin Xiu fan group. Of course, this is only temporary.

However, he found the motivation to live because of this. In the past, he had nothing to do every day, didn't know what to do, and some bad thoughts appeared in his head from time to time.

Now, he feels that life is much more interesting, he can eat delicious food every day, and there are so many people chatting with him. He suddenly doesn't want to rush to find his mother. There are still things in this world that are worthy of his nostalgia.

When the group leaders returned to their own groups to announce the news, everyone was excited and rushed to participate.

Not only for the high bonuses provided by the fan club, but also because they have long been dissatisfied with the crew's long-term occupation of Lin Xiu.

As a result, an operation called "Lin Xiu Defense Battle" began.

First of all, the first thing they have to do is to have a channel for Lin Xiu to communicate with the fan base.

So, at night, a strange scene happened.

Every diner who enters the restaurant will hand the waiter a small note that reads:

"Hello, Master Lin, I am your fan. This is the group number of the XXth group. Can you add it?

All the contents were similar. In one night, the hotel received nearly a thousand such notes.

After all, not every customer is a fan of Lin Xiu.

That night, the waiter told Zhang Li about the matter. Looking at the notes, Zhang Li couldn't help but sigh:

"Brother Lin is indeed Brother Lin!"

When he was about to talk to Lin Xiu about this matter, someone suddenly ran into the office, and the little girl gasped and said:

"Mr. Zhang, please go to the website and have a look!"

Zhang Li saw his anxious look and hurriedly opened the website. He only saw the forum message section, all of which were asking for Lin Xiu's micro page account.

At this time, Zhang Li stopped writing and immediately got up to find Lin Xiu. The person who tied the bell had to be tied to untie the bell. It seemed that he had to solve this matter by himself.

After Zhang Li made it clear to Lin Xiu his intention, Lin Xiu asked in disbelief:

"Brother Zhang, are you kidding me? They have all left you messages in reality!"

"Yeah, brother Lin, you don't know how many fans you have now, right? Everyone wants to get to know you!"

Zhang Li said with a smile on his face. It's a good thing that Lin Xiu has so many fans. You must embrace Lin Xiu's thigh in your hotel of choice. Past facts have proven that if one person attains enlightenment, chickens and dogs can ascend to heaven.

Lin Xiu's fan club was still only about a dozen a few days ago. Unexpectedly, in just a few days, it has developed to the point where he can hold offline activities. It's so fast!

"Brother Zhang, I can't even join so many groups!"

Lin Xiu said with some embarrassment, there are so many groups, if you join them all, you will not do anything every day, your phone will be filled with messages.

Zhang Li was also in trouble at this time. He had no experience in this area. He was just a caterer. Who would have thought that one day he would be asked to handle the relationship between fans and idols.

He couldn't help but scratch his head and said to himself: "It would be great if someone from the entertainment industry could teach 567, they must have experience.

Hearing Zhang Li's words, Lin Xiu patted her head. Her daughter-in-law is from the entertainment industry, she must understand!

After saying that, he picked up the phone and called Yang Mi.

"Hey! Mimi, are you busy now?"

"No, I'm watching TV with Wenwen. What's the matter, Mu Mu!"

Lin Xiu was even more happy when she heard that Zhou Wen and Yang Mi were together. This little girl has been helping Yang Mi deal with these things, so she must have experience!

"Mimi, put your phone on speakerphone. I have something to tell you."

Hearing Lin Xiu ask him to turn on the speakerphone, although he was a little confused, he still turned on the speakerphone.

Soon, Lin Xiu told the two women the ins and outs of the matter, hoping that they could come up with some good solutions.

After hearing the whole story, Yang Mi and Zhou Wen looked at each other with surprise and disbelief in their eyes.

"Sister Mi, Brother Lin said that his fans actually mobilized thousands of people in order to contact him?"

Zhou Wen still asked in disbelief.

"Yes, that's right, and according to Lin Xiu, the official website of Yuelai Hotel has also been captured. This is a two-pronged attack both online and offline!"

Although Yang Mi now claims to have hundreds of thousands of fans, most of them are good people, and there are probably only a few loyal fans.

I remember an incident happened. A star said that he was going to perform somewhere and told his fans the time and place.

His fans vowed to pick him up at the airport, and there were thousands of people who responded, but when he actually got off the plane, there were only about 20 people waiting for him.

The expected scene of thousands of people picking up the plane did not come true, but looking at the more than 20 people holding flowers, it was okay.

However, I later learned that the only one who picked her up that day was the president of the fan club, and the others were all extras hired by the president for fear of embarrassing his idol.

So, since then, few celebrities have allowed their fans to pick them up.

Although I have hundreds of thousands or millions of fans, how many real fans are there?