If Zhou Yi doesn't become popular, it's our fault.

Half an hour before the fan meeting, Zhou Yi appeared wearing the simplest white shirt.

Just like when he was first known to everyone, he was still that boy in a white shirt.

He came alone. He had no agent, no management company. Any fan who had ever chased celebrities could intuitively sense this.

The sunlight was just right today. Standing by the roadside in his white shirt, without countless bodyguards around him, he stood there quietly and naturally, as ordinary as any passerby you might walk past.

In their past experiences chasing stars, celebrities were always surrounded by countless bodyguards and staff, never letting anyone get close.

The celebrities themselves would never appear like this. They would use special access channels, only show their faces on stage, and then leave by car immediately afterwards.

Zhou Yi appearing like this was truly extraordinary.

The fans were stunned at first, then cheered and gathered around him.

But they also knew to keep a little distance, afraid of crowding Zhou Yi.

Fans watching the live stream broadcast by a big fan were frantically posting comments.

[Oh my god!!! I can't believe we managed to catch Liyu at the entrance, it's just like a dream.]

[Wuwu, why does he look so much like the unattainable white moonlight in novels? Even the light seems tailored for him, like the sun itself favors him.]

[I feel like I'll never forget this moment in my life. He just appeared beside you so unexpectedly, like a surprise suddenly dropping right before your eyes.]

[A passerby here just joining the fun. I can only say, being Zhou Yi's fan must be so blissful. I'm jealous.]

[It makes me realize once again that he's a living, breathing person. I don't know if everyone understands what I mean—he feels so genuine, so out of place in this entertainment industry.]

[I get what you mean, person above. He's not an empty-headed puppet, nor is he someone looking down on fans from a high pedestal. He doesn't place himself above his fans; he treats us as equals. I want to cry.]

...

The comments were filled with fans discussing Zhou Yi's direct, almost crude, yet romantically dreamy way of appearing.

If the fans in the comments were this excited, imagine those at the scene.

After the initial shock and screams, they all quieted down to look at Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi stood by the roadside with a gentle smile and asked, "Why aren't you going inside yet? You can go in and sit while you wait."

The fans closest to him were almost speechless. Zhou Yi spoke to them as naturally as a classmate asking if they wanted to grab lunch together.

A fan quickly replied, "We wanted to wait here to see if we could catch a glimpse of your car passing by."

Zhou Yi, puzzled, said, "But you'll see me inside later anyway. Why wait for me here?"

Another fan answered, "Because this is the only time you might stop to accept letters. After the fan meeting ends, you leave directly."

The fans said this based on their past experiences chasing stars.

Only by blocking the car's path would the driver stop, giving fans a moment to hand over gifts, letters, or say a few words to the celebrity.

Once they went backstage or the event ended, they would leave immediately, never setting aside special time to talk to fans.

Perhaps not all celebrities are like this, and it might not be their own wish, but popular stars have endless schedules, and their companies wouldn't let them waste time.

This is the downside of having a management company. The star's own thoughts aren't important; what matters is making money for the company as quickly as possible.

Mega-popular stars might have a bit more say, but those traffic idols are basically puppets with little to no autonomy.

Hearing the fans' words, Zhou Yi just smiled gently. "That won't happen. I'm not busy today. Everyone can say whatever they'd like."

Zhou Yi's big fan, Yuyu, said, "Everyone has some letters and gifts they'd like to give you, Teacher Zhou. Do you have any staff who can collect them?"

Zhou Yi shook his head. "I'm sorry, I didn't prepare thoroughly enough. I didn't think of that. I came alone today."

The maternal affection in Yuyu's eyes was practically overflowing.

She wasn't a girlfriend-fan; she saw Zhou Yi more like a child. While it might sound strange, Zhou Yi's "mom-fans" were unusually numerous.

Yuyu waved her hand. "It's fine, it's fine! Teacher Zhou isn't really part of the entertainment industry anyway. The fact that you're holding a fan meeting... Mom is already... oh no, we are already so happy! Really! Super happy!"

Another big fan next to Yuyu, Xiaoyu, suggested, "How about this: Yuyu, Yutou, and I can help Teacher Zhou collect everything. After the meeting ends, we'll give it all to Teacher Zhou together. Would that be okay?"

Zhou Yi said warmly, "Then I'll trouble you with that. It's a bit cold outside, and standing is tiring. Let's all go inside first."

The fans automatically made a path for Zhou Yi to enter the hotel.

After Zhou Yi went in, the fans walked inside while discussing.

Yutou said to Xiaoyu as if waking from a dream, "I feel like I was just dreaming."

Xiaoyu nodded. "Tell me about it. I spent millions chasing KK before and only got to speak three sentences with him, and his attitude was so arrogant. Unlike Liyu... I haven't even spent money on Liyu, yet I can talk to him this closely. I want to spend millions on him right now!"

Yuyu sighed. "It's a shame Liyu doesn't give us that chance. He doesn't milk his fans for money or sell merchandise. He doesn't even give us opportunities to spend money, while those little shops selling his unofficial merch are making a profit."

The three chatted as they arrived at the venue for the fan meeting.

As soon as Yuyu pushed the door open, she was stunned.

"Holy crap, it's so big!"

"They say this is the biggest and most expensive hotel in Huaihai. It must have cost a fortune."

"And this fan meeting doesn't even charge for tickets. He's not making a single cent and is actually losing money. Wuwu, how can he be so good?"

When the fans sat down, they realized there were actually gifts on the seats.

"Oh my god! He prepared all these gifts!?"

"There are letters!?"

"Such expensive skincare products, holy crap..."

"I'm speechless except to say Boss Zhou is incredibly generous. I just came to accompany my friend, and I actually ended up profiting."

"The last time I went to Kun Kun's fan meeting, there were just a few biscuits and apples. So stingy. Compared to that, Liyu is generous beyond words."

Not long after the fans were seated, Zhou Yi walked out.

On the stage, there was only a table and a microphone, with some items on it that the fans didn't recognize.

After testing the microphone, Zhou Yi smiled and said, "How should I address everyone? How about 'Little Feathers'? I think that's a very cute nickname, just like how you all call me 'Liyu.' I find that really cute too, and I really like this nickname you've given me."

Point one: First, tell the fans he likes the nickname they gave him, then compliment how cute they are.

The fans below applauded and shouted, "We like it too!"

Zhou Yi smiled and continued, "Actually, I don't know much about fan meetings. I just felt that everyone traveled so far to see me, which can't be easy. I hope everyone can have their wishes fulfilled."

Point two: Acknowledge the fans' effort and dedication.

In truth, fans are the easiest people in the world to please. Both celebrities and the fans themselves know this—they are the most humble, and the most easily satisfied.

Zhou Yi's simple phrase, "I hope you all get what you wish for," successfully brought tears to the eyes of his fangirls.

Down below, some fans had already started wiping their tears.

It was the same for the fans in the livestream.

[I'm actually crying. There really is a celebrity who tells his fans 'I hope you get what you wish for.']

[This is enough to make even a non-fan tear up. If my idol said this to me, I'd start crying on the spot.]

[Chasing my former idol for five years isn't worth chasing Zhou Yi for one week, seriously. I'm joining the 'Feathers' right now; loving Zhou Yi is fate.]

[No one can get to know Li Yu (Zhou Yi) and not like him. He possesses an innate empathy and compassion that others lack.]

[Honestly, just hearing these words means fans have already gotten what they wished for. Fangirls are truly so easy to please.]

[If Zhou Yi doesn't blow up, it's our fault. Everyone, go stream and vote! We must get this fanmeet trending! He deserves to be loved by everyone!]

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