1600 Sister Nian: Too Many Fans, Phone Stuck

"It's in a township below Rao City, Luohe County. I don't know if you've heard of the place."

Luohe County.

What a coincidence!

Initially, Qiao Nian probably didn't have the time to attend. However, after Wen Ruxia mentioned the location, she thought for a moment and didn't reject it directly. "Send me the filming schedule and procedures later. I'll go if I have time."

Wen Ruxia was naturally overjoyed and agreed repeatedly.

After Qiao Nian hung up, she put down her phone and fastened her seatbelt. Without anyone asking, she said, "Wen Ruxia called and said that she wants me to participate in a variety show."

Ye Wangchuan was surprised. "You're going?"

"Just one episode." Qiao Nian frowned in frustration. Instead of answering immediately, she pushed up her cap and said casually, "Not necessarily. She said that the variety show is promoting traditional culture. Their first episode is going to recommend an ancient clock that happened to be excavated in Rao City. I'm from Rao City's First High School, so she asked me to be a temporary guest. In addition, they'll ask some celebrities to come."

Ye Wangchuan handed her a glass of water. His eyes were calm and reserved as he patiently unscrewed the lid for her. "Did the MV you filmed previously air?"

"Which MV?" Qiao Nian took the cup from him and took a sip from the straw. She frowned, then relaxed. Remembering, she supported her chin with her hand and said lazily, "You're talking about that."

Ye Wangchuan saw her biting down on her lip and couldn't help but glance at her moist lips. However, he looked away with great restraint and rolled down the window to let in the natural wind.

After the temperature in the car dropped and there was no longer the heat from before, Ye Wangchuan said unhurriedly, "I remember that the MV you filmed is about to be released. It should be in the next few days."

Qiao Nian had a good memory, but she didn't care so much about small matters. The moment he mentioned it, she immediately remembered. "I think it was released yesterday."

She put the glass of water down and reached for her phone. "Let me see."

Qiao Nian took her phone and logged on to Weibo. As soon as she logged on, her phone was stuck with an enormous number of messages.

It was overwhelming.

To be able to jam her phone to death, there had to be at least tens of thousands of messages.

Qiao Nian was speechless.

"Go back first? Or do you have somewhere to be?" Ye Wangchuan started the car and put his hand on the steering wheel. He turned the car smoothly.

Just as he turned his head to speak to her, he saw the girl holding her phone and frowning, not moving for a long time.

He tilted his head lazily, his black shirt giving off a shallow chill. "What's wrong?"

Qiao Nian's expression froze for a second. It was only a second. Then, she blinked and turned her head away. Resting her face in her hands, she said, "Ah, nothing."

"Hmm?" Ye Wangchuan raised an eyebrow.

Qiao Nian was seriously frustrated. "I have too many fans. My phone is lagging."

It was too much!

Ye Wangchuan was silent for a few seconds. He reached out and adjusted her cap before sitting back down. "Then, you can take care of it first. Tell me when you're done."

Qiao Nian's phone had all been modified by her. It was just that there were too many posts about her on Weibo. It was jammed all of a sudden.

But it didn't stick for long.

Qiao Nian operated the phone interface with one hand. Soon, the phone was back in use.