I heard that I'm a black fan

Chapter 72 72. Jeju Island ([-])
Pei Youzheng's attitude towards An Sheng now is that as long as he doesn't cause trouble, he will let him go, and he doesn't care about him. He usually doesn't have any communication. It seems that he still has An Sheng's identity as a black fan.

Generally, An Sheng would not take the initiative to talk to him, and even when he walked past him, he would not glance at him, let alone talk.

An Sheng understands why he has such a bad attitude towards him, so he usually keeps a distance from him deliberately, even if he wants to work together, An Sheng stays far away from him.

This time I didn't expect the two of them to stand together during the photo shoot. An Sheng took the initiative to talk to him thinking of giving it a try. Unexpectedly, his attitude was still indifferent.

The photographer in front signaled everyone to shout a slogan together, and the people around them also started to discuss. The slogans are usually based on Li Zhien, after all, she is the boss.

The people around were chattering and discussing, and An Sheng listened to the general idea.

Some people think it's more reasonable to call it IU, some people think it's more reasonable to call it kimchi, and some even want to call it instant noodles. An Sheng just slandered them inwardly and didn't show anything on his face.

Li Zhien also looked back at An Sheng at this time and said, "You want a slogan too."

"Me?" An Sheng expressed doubts: "Let's forget it, what they said is pretty good."

"No, you have to think of one."

Li Zhien said very strongly that it was an order.

An Sheng scratched his head and had no choice, looked at Li Zhien in front of him, and said, "Then call your name, anyway, these are all employees of your company."

Because of An Sheng's suggestion, their slogan now becomes Li Zhien.

The photographer focused and found a good angle, "I said three counts, and you started shouting after counting."

"three."

"two."

"one."

All the people directly opposite shouted Li Zhien, but An Sheng didn't.

After everyone finished shouting, An Sheng added a sentence loudly.

"It's ugly."

Together, Li Zhien looks ugly.

Everyone was dumbfounded, they all looked at An Sheng, even Li Zhien couldn't help but look back at An Sheng.

The photo freezes, that is the scene above.

Of course, after the filming, An Sheng was often beaten by Li Zhien.

*
Zhao Lang finally brought the fried chicken over, obviously there wasn't much time, but An Sheng felt like ten days and half a month had passed, so much so that he almost forgot about Zhao Lang.

When Zhao Lang arrived at the school's gate in his van, An Sheng was already waiting for him here.

"Damn it, brother, you're playing wild, and the school uniform is all done."

An Sheng was not in the mood to argue with him, "Hurry up and take out the fried chicken."

Zhao Lang got out of the car and opened the door. Eighteen servings of fried chicken were neatly packed in bags, and there were eighteen servings of Coke next to it.

"It's ok, you can take orders from the store now." Zhao Lang took out the fried chicken and praised: "I've calculated this order and at least made half of it. I'm so happy."

After An Sheng heard that he had earned half of the money, his heart felt like something was throbbing, and he felt a dull pain.

Zhao Lang turned his head and looked at An Sheng: "Come and help me, standing there is like a wooden stick, what's wrong with you?"

"My heart aches."

"Why do you feel distressed? This is not the fried chicken you bought, it was bought by your boss, and you still want to save money for your boss." Zhao Lang laughed at him, "Li Zhien still needs this little money, come quickly move."

After Zhao Lang finished speaking, he put the fried chicken one by one into a big box, so that it would be easier to move later, he turned his head and looked at An Sheng who still stayed where he was.

"What are you doing? Hurry up, move in early and count the money early."

Zhao Lang turned his head and continued to make fried chicken, thinking in his heart, what happened to An Sheng, based on what he knew about An Sheng, he had to work hard to make money, but why is he so careless now? Unlike him, Zhao Lang suddenly thought that there was only one possibility.

He immediately turned back, stared at An Sheng with wide eyes, stammered a little, and asked in a disbelieving tone: "This...is this the fried chicken you treat?"

An Sheng sighed, nodded his head, his tone was a little soft, but it sounded loud to Zhao Lang: "En, yes."

"I'll fuck your uncle." Zhao Lang couldn't hold back and began to curse: "Is there something wrong with your mother, why are you pretending to be rich?"

"I haven't." An Sheng's explanation was a little light.

"You didn't have your treat to eat fried chicken, and you still eat so many servings. Why aren't you pretending to be rich? When are you saving money for Li Zhien now? Are people using you to save money?"

"Hey, if you quarrel with me, quarrel with me. Don't bring Li Zhien with you. I have nothing to do with her." An Sheng stopped him from talking about Li Zhien.

Zhao Lang took a deep breath and calmed down his emotions, "Can you tell me why? Usually you search for everything when you buy something, why are you so generous today?"

An Sheng shook his head and didn't tell him why, but just said: "Don't ask me about this, treat me as a benevolent person today, and treat my colleagues to dinner."

Li Zhien called and asked if the fried chicken had arrived. An Sheng told her that she had arrived, and hung up the phone after moving in immediately.

Looking at Zhao Lang, "Okay, hurry up and move this in, it's all urgent."

Zhao Lang was still full of energy carrying the fried chicken just now, but now he is just like An Sheng, his eyes are dull and his limbs are weak, as if he has been drained dry by life.

The two put the fried chicken into the box, lifted it up together, and walked towards the school.

The school is beautiful, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the scenery is picturesque.

Now everyone is on the playground, I don't know which brother moved two tables, just enough to put fried chicken.

An Sheng and Zhao Lang came over carrying the fried chicken, Zhao Lang seemed to be in a better mood, and began to say some witty words: "What are you guys, subduing temptation?"

He looked at the people in school uniforms on the playground, and saw Li Zhien who was the most conspicuous in the crowd, "This is the first time I've seen Li Zhien, why doesn't he look as good as in the photo?"

"The photos are all refined pictures. Now every star has a post-production team, which specializes in P pictures to package stars."

"That's it." After hearing An Sheng's explanation, Zhao Lang said again: "But the girls in your company are pretty good-looking."

"What are you doing? Let me tell you, don't make any plans, these are good girls."

Zhao Lang was a little unhappy when he heard this, "What do you mean by saying that I am not a good person?"

"Hehe." An Sheng sneered: "Experience for yourself."

Everyone saw An Sheng coming over with the fried chicken in his arms, and surrounded him consciously. They didn't know who was the first to say thank you for An Sheng's fried chicken, and everyone who came around started to thank An Sheng.

An Sheng looked at Li Zhien standing outside the crowd, and he thought it was Li Zhien who said it.

"You're welcome, you're welcome." An Sheng borrowed the donkey from the slope and said, "It's enough for everyone to eat and drink well. If you don't have enough, you can order more."

Seeing him like this, Li Zhien thought of how he looked when he was asked to order fried chicken. It was like a heaven and an earth. Good guy An Sheng has two faces.

Looking at An Sheng surrounded by a bunch of girls, Zhao Lang felt his heart itch, and silently complained: "Obviously the fried chicken shop is owned by the two of us, so why did B let you act alone."

An Sheng put all the fried chicken on the table, and after saying something to eat casually, he came to Zhao Lang.

"Why don't you leave, isn't the store very busy?"

"You kid, kill the donkey." Zhao Lang accused him: "Actually, this is the first time I've seen a celebrity, can you give me a chance to take a photo with Li Zhien?"

Zhao Lang's expression was earnest, his eyes sparkling.

An Sheng was a little puzzled: "Don't you usually not watch celebrity idols, why do you suddenly want to take a photo together?"

"Isn't this just in time? Who doesn't want to take a photo with a beautiful woman?" Zhao Lang said.

An Sheng shook his head: "I'm afraid it's a bit difficult."

"why?"

"Who do you think I am? If you want Li Zhien to take a photo with you, just take a photo?" An Sheng said angrily.

"Tsk tsk tsk." Zhao Lang smacked his lips: "I thought you were doing well, but it turns out that you are not very useful."

"Go to the side, hurry up, don't bother me here." An Sheng began to shout impatiently.

"Actually, you can take pictures."

Li Zhien's voice suddenly came from behind, and both of them turned their heads. Li Zhien, who was wearing a school uniform and had a bun on his head, stood behind them at some point.

Li Zhien bowed slightly, and said to Zhao Lang, "Hello."

Zhao Lang said quickly: "Hello, hello, don't be so polite."

An Sheng was surprised that Li Zhien treated Zhao Lang so well.

Zhao Lang took out his phone and thought about taking a selfie, but it was a bit inappropriate, so he threw it to An Sheng, "Hurry up and take a selfie for us."

An Sheng rolled his eyes and reluctantly took pictures of them.

After the filming, An Sheng returned the phone to Zhao Lang and said, "That's all right, I've finished filming, let's go."

Zhao Lang glanced at the group photo on the phone, and smiled with satisfaction, "Got it, got it."

After speaking, he looked at Li Zhien again: "I'm leaving first, if I don't have enough food, I'm calling."

Li Zhien nodded politely.

Zhao Lang left, An Sheng and Li Zhien stood side by side.

"Is that person your friend who opened a fried chicken shop together?"

"Yes."

"We've known each other for many years."

"Well, ten years."

"That's good." Li Zhien turned and left after speaking.

This school uniform weekend ended in the last fried chicken. When An Sheng changed his clothes and walked out of the school gate, he only saw Li Zhien's nanny car, and everyone else was gone. He probably went home.

An Sheng dressed in his usual clothes and walked to the nanny's car, and knocked on the glass. Li Zhien often sat behind the glass. The window was rolled down, and Li Zhien's face was exposed.

"Everyone is gone?" An Sheng said as he glanced at the inside of the nanny's car, and Xiao Yuan was gone.

Li Zhien nodded, "Well, we're all gone, it's just the two of us left."

"These people are not particular at all." An Sheng complained, "Has the driver left too?" An Sheng didn't see the driver.

"Yes."

"You said that you are the boss, and the employees don't take you seriously. They left you alone and left. How would you go home today without me?"

An Sheng opened the car door and sat in the driver's cab. Li Zhien sat directly behind him. She kicked the driver's seat with her foot. An Sheng understood what she meant and told him to shut up.

The car started slowly, An Sheng turned the steering wheel and drove on the road: "Should we go home directly?"

Li Zhien watched the street scene slowly receding, the sun was more dazzling than before, and it was the time when she was prone to sleepiness in the afternoon, so she put her head on the car window and whispered nasally.

"Ah."

An Sheng saw Li Zhien with his eyes closed in the rearview mirror, turned up the air conditioner by one degree, and slowed down the speed of the car.

Just like that, Li Zhien leaned against the car window and fell asleep, while An Sheng focused on driving. He drove a little slowly. He could have arrived at Li Zhien's house in half an hour, but he forced it to drive for an hour.

The security of the community recognized the car and raised the parking pole that blocked the gate of the community.

An Sheng drove the car into the parking space of her underground garage, and it became dark all around. He turned off the car and turned back.

Li Zhien slept soundly, her mouth pouted as if she had dreamed something.

An Sheng glanced at the time and woke up Li Zhien.

"Knowing."

Li Zhien opened his eyes and saw An Sheng: "What's wrong?"

The sound is very small, even a little milky.

"We're home, go back to sleep."

She looked out the car window, and the emergency lights in the garage were on, which Li Zhien was familiar with.

She sat up straight and moved her body, "Okay, you should go back earlier."

Li Zhien opened the car door and went out, An Sheng also got out of the car, watched her walk into the elevator, waved goodbye to him, the elevator door closed, An Sheng also left here.

*
night.

After a busy day, An Sheng took a shower and came out of the bathroom wiping his head with a towel.

I can't say I'm tired today, after all, I haven't carried the camera for a long time, and most of the time today is sitting, so it's still very comfortable.

He walked into his small study, turned on the computer, and was about to start writing the script.

After several months of hard work, he finally wrote the tenth episode, and the plot has reached its climax. He re-read the previous few episodes as usual, and after finding no problems, he continued to write.

Just as he was writing, his cell phone rang suddenly.

It is the group where Li Zhien works. There are usually people who arrange some work, but other times it is quiet.

An Sheng clicked on it to see if it was a message from the company's finance.

"Because An Sheng picked up a huge sum of money on his way home this afternoon, he gave full play to the spirit of picking up money and took the initiative to hand over the huge sum of money to the police.

It was decided within the company to reward Ansheng with 100 million won.

I hope that the employees of the company can learn more from him. "

An Sheng laughed, what the hell picked up a huge sum of money, he had never picked up double-digit money in his life.

An Sheng opened Kakao, found Li Zhien, and sent her a message.

"Your masterpiece?"

It didn't take long for Li Zhien's text message to come back.

"What masterpiece?"

An Sheng knew that she was pretending to be confused, so he took a screenshot of the conversation in the group just now and sent it to her.

Li Zhien, who had had enough sleep, was applying a mask. When she saw this screenshot, she almost couldn't help laughing. Fortunately, she didn't laugh at the end, otherwise the mask would be useless.

"Correct."

"Why?"

"Reward you?"

An Sheng wondered about what he would be rewarded for, but after thinking about it, he thought there was nothing at all.

Then he sent a hello "?", indicating that he didn't know what the reward was.

"I think you have worked hard recently, and I specially reward you."

An Sheng: "Then you can't just say it directly, and you still say in the group that it's not easy to pick up money, I think it's fake."

Li Zhien actually thought it was fake, she just told the accountant to make up a random reason, but who would have thought that the accountant would make up such a reason?

"If I reward you directly, what should I say." Li Zhien took a sip of water and continued typing: "They are all my employees. I want a bowl of water to be flat."

What she said seemed to make sense.

"So you really think I'm doing well?"

"not at all."

This is outrageous. I don't think he performed well, so why should he give himself a reward?

An Sheng replied with a question mark "?"

Li Zhien ignored him this time, and put down her phone. There was a dinner variety show on the TV in front of her. She was lying on the sofa with her legs stretched out. Because she was wearing silk pajamas, the fabric was very slippery, and her trouser legs slipped down. At the ankles, the calf as white as a lotus root is exposed.

Under the white light, her calves looked white and thin.

He whispered to himself: "My legs are not worse than others."

An Sheng didn't receive a reply from Li Zhien, but a few people in the group attacked him.

Xiao Yuan: "Really, brother An, you really found the money."

An Sheng didn't know what to say, so he posted a few points.

"..."

Immediately afterwards, Xianjing also asked him: "Brother An is so lucky? Looks like he can buy a lottery ticket."

An Sheng: "I also think, which set do you think is better to buy tomorrow?"

Xianjing: "That's up to you. Let me know when you buy it, and I'll buy it too to enjoy your luck."

Xiao Yuan: "I want to too."

The group began to chatter, and the general meaning was similar to that of Xiaoyuan and Xianjing.

Suddenly, Hyun-kyung sent him a private message.

"Brother An, send you some photos."

An Sheng was a little surprised, what kind of pictures could she send herself.

Soon, more than a dozen pictures were sent, without exception, all of them were photos of An Sheng and Li Zhien, and they were all the ones that I didn't know when I took them.

In the photo, An Sheng is wearing a school uniform, smiling slightly, and Li Zhien is sitting next to him, secretly looking at An Sheng, not to mention, this picture feels like a story.

"When did you take the photo?"

"This afternoon."

At the same time, Lee Ji Eun also received a photo of Hyun Jung.

When she clicked on the pictures, she had the same reaction as An Sheng, both of whom were a little puzzled as to when the pictures were taken.

An Sheng: "Did you send it to Li Zhien?"

Li Zhien: "Did you send it to An Sheng?"

The two asked the same question very tacitly.

Hyun Kyung: "Guess?"

(End of this chapter)