I, a cannon fodder, became the heroine in a variety show

Chapter 196 Showdown, I'm a Black Fan
But no matter what, Yin Yinying was still very happy for Meng Yiyun.

There is a kind of joy that has finally been recognized after going through hardships and obstacles.

She took a screenshot of the netizen's comments, and she was going to share the good news with Meng Yiyun.

But when I returned to the waiting room again, I found that everyone had dispersed, and after another look, I realized that the solo stage was over.

And the results will be announced the next day. This time, I really don't know my personal results at all, and I can't make any calculations.

But grades are not important to Yin Yinying, and these things are not in her focus.

She wanted to find Meng Yiyun, but she didn't see where she was for a long time.

Until someone passed by and saw that she was still here, she couldn't help saying: "Yingbao, are you still planning to go there?"

Yin Yinying was stunned, "Ah? Where are you going?"

"A fan meeting." The other party said, pointing in the same direction as Yin Yinying, "You are so popular, there are already many fans waiting for you there, I thought you had already passed, I didn't expect to see you here."

There is still such an activity.

Yin Yinying only now knows.

She asked the other party again, "Is Meng Yiyun over there?"

"Yes." The other party responded, "I saw her just now, and she seemed to be looking for you too, but she couldn't find it, so I went there first."

After Yin Yinying thanked her, she went to the scene of the fan meeting that the other party said.

This is the welfare link of the program group after the stage of this performance, and it provides every fan who comes now with an opportunity to get in close contact with the students he likes.

And for the students, using fans to arouse their love for the stage is undoubtedly beneficial to them.

Yin Yinying walked around for a while before arriving at the venue over there.

You can only find it by hearing the screams of fans first.

She hasn't passed yet, she just glanced at the situation from behind.

There is a small platform in the center, surrounded by railings to protect the students, while fans stand outside the railings and can only wave to them from a distance.

But this is also a great benefit.

At this moment, there were several people standing on the stage, and some students were standing on the railing, chatting enthusiastically with fans, and some people volunteered their autographs, and even accepted gifts from fans.

Yin Yinying hesitated for a moment whether to go or not.

But his figure was first discovered by fans.

The screaming became more intense in an instant, accompanied by various calls.

"Sakura Treasure!"

"Ahh, Cherry Treasure is here!"

"Cherry treasure, come here!"

Yin Yinying had no choice but to leave now.

He walked over directly, took the microphone handed over by the staff, stood in the middle of the crowd, and simply said hello.

"Hi everyone, my name is..."

I haven't finished my self-introduction yet.

The fans couldn't hold back their answers.

"Hey!"

Yin Yinying:?

In the 21st century, someone still mispronounced her name?

...Oh, the accent problem seems to be a blemish.

"Correct me." She smiled lightly and said, "My name is Yin Yinying."

He deliberately slowed down his words.

But it doesn't correct the accents of the fans.

"Hey!"

"Yin..."

"Hey!"

"serene……"

"Hey!"

"cherry……"

"Hey!"

Yin Yinying: ...

It seems a somewhat familiar picture.

She seems to have corrected many people in this way before.

But I didn't expect that one day she would need to correct her fans like this.

It also successfully turned the fan meeting into a large-scale Chinese class scene.

Meng Yiyun beside her couldn't help laughing, she also felt that this scene was very familiar.

When she and Yin Yinying met for the first time, she had said so that she was coming.

It's just that her accent couldn't be corrected at that time, just like the fans' accents couldn't be corrected at the moment.

History is always strikingly similar.

I didn't expect that a month later, Yin Yinying was still the same Yin Yinying, nothing changed.

Yin Yinying coughed lightly twice.

Give up on yourself, "Okay, hello everyone, my name is Yingying."

"—That's right, it's the crying one."

The crowd burst into laughter.

The atmosphere suddenly became more active.

Yin Yinying is also relaxed, completely treating her as her own home, without restraint, and seems to be able to do a job with ease.

He didn't intend to steal the limelight from others, so he handed the microphone to the next person, asking him to introduce himself.

And I went down to the stage to simply chat and take photos with a few fans.

"Yingbao, you are so beautiful." The little girl next to her never took her eyes off her.

Yin Yinying smiled, "It's okay, I'm not that good-looking either."

"Yingbao, your skin is getting thicker and thicker now." Another ruthless voice came from the side.

Yin Yinying:?

His expression froze, "Are you sure you are my fan?"

The other party responded, "To be precise, I am your black fan."

Yin Yinying also responded to the other party with a smile, "A black fan? Then the security guards come over and invite him out!"

"Ying Bao, you have changed!" The other party immediately complained, "You clearly said that you like black fans the most! You are no longer the previous Ying Bao, you give us back Ying Bao!"

Yin Yinying:?

Thinking back with confidence, she seemed to have said so.

And now...

She herself forgot.

"Ah, I didn't expect you to remember." She said, staring at the other party.

The other party was full of pride, "Of course, I'm an old fan!"

"How can I prove that I am a long-time fan? That is, I am a black fan of Yingbao!" Someone next to him immediately came over to answer the question.

Then there were voices.

"I'm a black fan!"

"I am also a black fan!"

"I have never won a lottery, no one is more black than me, so I am also a black fan!"

Yin Yinying laughed until she had no image at all.

"So Yingbao, you like us! We are all your black fans."

Yin Yinying responded, "I can reluctantly like you."

The atmosphere was harmonious and relaxed, and someone from the side silently threw a sentence: "You can only prove that you are old fans if you say you are black fans. In fact, it is only a month."

The other party continued to add, "One month is not considered an old fan, unlike me, I have known Yingbao from before."

Everyone knows Yin Yinying through this program.

But this fan seems to be different.

Casting a curious look at her, Yin Yinying also asked, "Oh? Then when did you know me?"

"Since you acted as a corpse!" The other party said immediately, "At that time, I was still thinking, what kind of idiot would be willing to play a corpse, and even discussed with my friends whether this would become the dark history of this actor .”

... Now it seems that this black history is indeed dark enough.

Yin Yinying's lips twitched.

"Okay, I see, you are indeed my old fan." After all, this memory didn't even appear in her memory, and it only appeared in her resume.

(End of this chapter)