Surrounded By My Yandere Ex-Girlfriend On The Romance Reality Show

Two hours later, the plane arrived at the capital’s airport.

As Fang Zhou’s feet firmly touched the ground, reality finally set in.

He had left that terrifying island behind and returned to the embrace of his beloved Mother Earth.

He was so excited, he almost wanted to jump for joy.

Stepping out of the gate, Fang Zhou had intended to take a taxi home, but outside the railing, a group of people stood shouting his name.

“Fang Zhou! Fang Zhou!”

Following the voices, Fang Zhou saw what seemed to be a group of girls, led by a somewhat familiar-looking Lolita.

Meigawa Kuchako? Oh no, Meigawa the little heiress?

As Fang Zhou’s gaze turned their way, Meigawa’s hand waved even more vigorously.

“Over here! Over here!”

With long strides, Fang Zhou stepped past the railing and was instantly surrounded by seven or eight fans.

Each one of them held something, eagerly stuffing it into his arms.

First came a bouquet from Meigawa, then a mystery box from a female fan, followed by cookies and the like.

Fang Zhou was a bit overwhelmed, his arms full of gifts, as he thanked and politely declined.

“Thank you for your kindness, but please, take these back?”

The enthusiastic fans wouldn’t listen, eager to give him even more.

Meigawa stood beside Fang Zhou, smiling as she informed him.

“We’ve established a fan support club just for you, preparing to accompany you on your future journeys!”

Isn’t this the treatment of a star?

Fang Zhou was genuinely flattered and quickly waved his hands, “No need, no need, this is too much trouble for you! I’m just an ordinary person, no need for such devotion.”

Back when his live streams were at their peak, at most, he’d be recognized on the street for a photo.

He had never seen such a grand welcome, complete with airport pickups and a fan club.

He never expected that recording a romance variety show would suddenly earn him such genuine fans.

Fang Zhou feared he was undeserving of such fortune.

But Meigawa tugged at his sleeve and whispered, “This will be good for your live streams. Your fan base will gradually stabilize, all benefit and no harm.”

Fang Zhou’s eyes lit up, no longer feeling tired at the mention of live streaming.

“What about managing the fans?”

He asked in a low voice.

If managed well, all is good, but if not, fan wars could be terrifying, or so he heard.

The little rich lady patted her chest, full of bold and grandiose words.

“Rest assured, with me here, there will be no accidents! I am the leader of the fan club!”

Fang Zhou couldn’t help but laugh at her antics, and just then, someone raised a camera, aimed at his smile, and captured the moment with a click.

That photo soon became an avatar in the trending topics online.

Finally arriving at the outskirts of the airport, Fang Zhou was moved by the enthusiasm of his fans. From inside the car, he waved at them while expressing his gratitude.

“Thank you all for your kindness, but please don’t trouble yourselves in the future, see you in the live stream!”

Mei Chuan Chuan and the group of fans waved goodbye to him.

“Goodbye! Don’t miss out on the live stream!”

The sedan sped away, leaving them with a dashing silhouette.

Sitting in the car, Fang Zhou was filled with emotion.

It turns out that appearing on this variety show wasn’t all bad.

86 He also had sincere fans now (2 / 2)

Just as he was thinking of calling his sister to see if she was at the hospital or at home, the chief director’s call suddenly popped up on his phone.

Fang Zhou frowned, pondering whether to answer it.

After all, he had only received half of the 500,000 remuneration. It was far from enough to pay for his sister’s kidney transplant.

But the two live broadcasts he did on the island, with the financial support from topping the charts, had added nearly 200,000 to his account. After taxes, he still had over 100,000.

All together, more than 400,000, which should be almost enough for his sister’s transplant.

With a quick thought, Fang Zhou had an idea—he wouldn’t go to the romance reality show anymore!

Damn it, four ex-girlfriends, three of them crazily jealous, and he almost got stabbed. Was he really risking his life for money?

Now that he had almost enough money, Fang Zhou felt it wasn’t worth going on the show!

With ambition, Fang Zhou immediately answered the director’s call, intending to tell him he wouldn’t be attending the next episode, but the director dropped a bombshell on him first.

“Hello? Fang Zhou, an advertiser has approached us, wanting to collaborate with you. Are you interested?”

An advertiser? Isn’t this a major sponsor?

The words were on the tip of his tongue, but Fang Zhou swallowed them back, changing his tune: “Hey, Director Liu, I’m willing! Very willing!”

“Great, since you’re willing, I’ll pass your WeChat to the advertiser. You’re the second person in the program group to receive a commercial advertisement after Si Si!

You’ve got potential! I have high hopes for you!”

Fang Zhou chuckled and flattered the director a bit.

“That’s too kind of you, without the director and the program group, where would I be! Thank you, I’ll treat you to a drink sometime!”

After a few pleasantries, Fang Zhou hung up the phone.

The decision he had wanted to make about quitting the show was swallowed back down.

No way, no way, if I cancel the performance, I’ll definitely have to pay a penalty fee. The contract is signed; I might end up bankrupt.

Just thinking about those troublesome ex-girlfriends, Fang Zhou really has unspeakable woes.

Truly in a dilemma, caught between a rock and a hard place.

But now that a wealthy sponsor has come knocking, Fang Zhou feels it’s not something he can’t accept.

The money for his sister’s kidney transplant is enough, but there’s still the expensive surgery fee, plus the ongoing treatment afterward. I’m afraid this money is still just a drop in the bucket.

Might as well take advantage of my current popularity, shear some wool, save up some money.

As for those ex-girlfriends, if I can’t provoke them, can’t I just avoid them?

If it really comes down to it, he won’t choose any of them, treat them all equally to the end.

Fang Zhou’s mind is filled with myriad thoughts, his hand unconsciously stroking something, suddenly his palm is pricked.

Picking it up, it’s a cartoon character keychain, encased in an acrylic board.

The figure on it is a cute boy wearing headphones, holding a mouse, looking somewhat familiar?

Fang Zhou is startled, puts down his phone and takes a closer look, finally confirming that it seems to be himself.

Because on the back, there are the small words “Fang Zhou.”

He looks at the miniature character standee, clearly a lot of thought has gone into it, a warm current flows through his heart, the fans really put their heart into it.

Never thought I’d have this day, not by making a fool of myself or selling misery, but being sincerely treated by strangers.

Fang Zhou looks up at the window, the bustling traffic, the face of the city is clear on this road.

He, who originally had no attachment to this city, feels its charm for the first time.

Inclusive, embracing all streams, giving everyone a chance to start over.

Even if you fall from the peak, it still tells you: you can continue to chase upwards.

How can one not be moved by this?

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