CEO's Sweetheart is a Super Idol-Chapter 138 - 135 Visiting Fans on Set

On the other side, trainees were gradually walking out of the dorm building. Yuwei and Shihan had just made it halfway when a group of fans holding flowers and gifts suddenly ran out.

"Yuwei, you’re so beautiful. This is for you."

"Yuwei, you’re much prettier in person than on TV! You’re so tall, and your skin is so fair!"

"Yuwei, I’m your fan. I’ve been voting for you non-stop. This is for you."

This made all the girls present both envious and utterly astonished.

The production team actually allowed fans to visit on set.

"Thank you, but I can’t accept your gifts." Yuwei smiled politely, her tone reserved.

"Why not? This is our token of affection. I stood in line at Disney for two days to buy you this limited-edition teddy bear." A rather adorable-looking woman said, clearly upset.

"Our company has rules. We can’t freely accept gifts from fans, especially expensive ones, but I’ll treasure the sentiment behind them." Yuwei replied with a smile.

Other trainees, hearing Yuwei say this, had mixed reactions. Some thought she was just pretending, while others felt she was truly cautious.

No matter how valuable a fan’s gift may be, is it worth leaving a stain on your reputation over it? After all, nothing is more important than securing a debut spot.

At this moment, a nearby staff member chimed in, laughing: "You can accept gifts. Your management currently falls under our jurisdiction, and we don’t prohibit this."

Yuwei’s first reaction was suspicion—was this person trying to set her up? But then she relaxed.

With so many fans here, the production team wouldn’t dare to pull off something shady out in the open.

"Alright then! Thank you!" Yuwei casually accepted the gifts, and before long, her hands were completely full. Fans started taking turns snapping photos with her.

"Beanie, I really like you too. I bought you this Ultraman figurine, hoping it’ll give you strength."

At that moment, one of Yuwei’s fans handed a smiling Shihan a gift as well.

"Thank you. I’ll be brave for sure." The unexpected gesture left Shihan so moved that she almost broke into tears.

"Look, Fangxin and Yinghan are coming out!" Just then, another silent group of fans suddenly erupted into screams.

As everyone turned to look, a crowd swiftly rushed over.

"Oh my gosh! Fangxin, you and Yinghan have such amazing chemistry!"

"You two are such a perfect match!"

"Fangxin, are you really a village belle? You’re so beautiful."

"Yinghan, you look like a real princess straight out of a fairy tale."

"How do you two sleep at night?"

"Yinghan, you bought Fangxin those socks that cost 1,200 yuan a pair? You’re so nice to her!"

At this point, Fangxin and Yinghan were completely baffled.

They had never had fans before, and now, suddenly being surrounded and bombarded with all kinds of "personal" questions left them unable to respond.

Especially the last remark from one fan—it shocked everyone present. No one had expected Yinghan’s socks to cost 1,200 yuan.

What followed was even more surprising, as another fan asked an even more shocking question: "Yinghan, did you drive here today in a Maserati GT?"

It was only then that everyone realized Yinghan was, without a doubt, a wealthy heiress.

"Yinghan, are you financially supporting the village belle?" Another fan asked while snapping photos.

Yinghan, who had been smiling silently all this time, finally spoke up: "Of course, she’s mine."

"Wow!"

The fans screamed in unison, while Fangxin’s cheeks turned bright red, her heart pounding wildly.

She hadn’t expected her friend to be so wealthy—1,200 yuan for a pair of socks?! My goodness, that’s equivalent to her monthly food budget.

Trailing behind them, Bingbing’s eyes glinted with a complicated expression.

She knew Fangxin and Yinghan’s "ship" had gone viral. This type of pairing was the most effective for attracting fans—fans would latch onto it even if your singing and dancing skills were average.

At the same time, Bingbing was puzzled. Why hadn’t her own fans come to see her? Now that some limited fan visitation rights were granted, her loyal fans should’ve shown up.

Plus, judging by Yuwei’s few fans here, they clearly weren’t "Galaxy" fans.

"Yuwei, could you sign an autograph for me?" The girl who had gifted the teddy bear pulled out a notebook and pen.

"Sure, what would you like me to write?"

"Just write, ’Mu Yunchu, may your beauty last forever.’"

The girl’s words drew hearty laughter from those around her, and Yuwei also chuckled as she penned the note.

"Yuwei, your handwriting is so pretty. Did you study calligraphy?" Wei Xin asked enviously.

"Not really. I just practiced a bit randomly on my own." Yuwei returned the notebook to the girl.

"Yuwei, this is a letter I wrote for you. You’ll need to open it and read it privately!" The girl handed her a beautifully decorated envelope.

"Sure. I’ll definitely read it carefully." Yuwei felt a subtle emotion stir inside her, sensing there might be hidden meaning in the girl’s words.

"Have you seen me perform live before?" Yuwei suddenly asked.

"No, I became a fan through this show. All of us did. Oh, by the way, I’m your fan club president." The girl smiled as she replied.

"So you’re the president. I know another fan club president who’s awesome as well. Thank you all for helping me with data and voting." Yuwei bowed to her fans.

Although Yuwei wanted to chat more with them, staff from the production team intervened, shooing everyone away, forcing her to bid farewell with a wave.

As Mu Yunchu left the training base, she felt a sense of wonder.

This was her first time being a fan—she was currently a senior at a prestigious university.

Coming from a highly educated family, with a father who owned his own business, she was undoubtedly a textbook wealthy second-generation heir.

She had never been a fan of anyone before, and even considered fangirling to be superficial.

But after accidentally watching this program for a while, she became deeply drawn to Yuwei—a girl who possessed an inexplicable magnetic charm in her eyes.

At first, she merely chatted on Weibo with others who followed Yuwei.

She noticed a lot of haters degrading Yuwei to the lowest possible level.

She didn’t believe anything the haters said. Yunchu had her own reasoning and refused to follow the crowd.

She also viewed a lot of posts from "Galaxy" fans exposing Yuwei’s scandals but equally saw long clarification essays from Yuwei’s loyal fans.

However, she couldn’t find one single clarification post personally written by Yuwei—not even on PocketTV. Yuwei had never defended herself against those scandals.

This strengthened Yunchu’s belief—Yuwei wasn’t some manipulative "green tea girl" as Galaxy fans claimed, nor was she as terrible as rumored.

Using her personal connections, she inquired about the situation from Shenghai TV Station and Galaxy staff, learning the truth behind many incidents.

Consequently, she created a group chat consisting solely of fans who genuinely adored Yuwei.

Initially, she did it out of personal interest, but unexpectedly, some of Yuwei’s once-loyal (Galaxy) fans began messaging her, asking if she could support their "idol" by managing data or taking photos.

This caught her off guard; to her, wasn’t this behavior akin to stalker-fans?

She merely wanted to quietly admire her idol—not engage in those "trivial" activities.

But as communications with them continued, she increasingly felt compelled to assist this lonely and struggling girl—perhaps as a kind gesture.

The fans also promised her that while she handled photo-taking, they would write soft articles and edit the images.

Out of curiosity, Yunchu asked why those fans wanted her to shoot photos.

One of them explained.

They had noticed her online photo albums, filled with images taken by expensive Canon cameras, and her luxurious outfits and accessories. Only someone like Yunchu—the affluent—could afford to take on the filming task.

Yunchu was amazed at the sensitivity of these "professional" fans—it turned out they had chosen her as president not solely because she was the group owner.

Later, Yunchu leveraged her connections to obtain permission to visit the training base for fangirling.

However, some former Galaxy fans insisted they didn’t want to cause trouble for their "idol," so they refrained from going.

But before they could even set out, the "Blue Rain" battle erupted. Confronting a massive influx of haters for the first time left Yunchu completely caught off guard.

Fortunately, with the guidance of former Galaxy fans who were battle-tested, after the initial chaos, Yunchu regrouped and formed three new QQ groups, pulling together everyone willing to fight for Yuwei.

From then on, everyone contributed—comment monitoring, posting photos and articles, reporting inappropriate content—all while Yunchu planned her own meeting with Yuwei while her like-minded "comrades" continued fighting.

She hopped into her BMW and drove home with a few accompanying fans because someone had messaged her with urgent news of an even larger wave of hate targeting Yuwei.

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