A large crowd of fans suddenly surged in behind Ji Xizhi.
A few Zhu Xiu'an fans who ran slowly didn't pay attention and even bumped into Zhu Xiu'an as they passed by.
Holding a hundred yuan, Zhu Xiu'an turned his head blankly, then————
"??? Where are the people? Where are my fans!!!"
All of Zhu Xiu'an's fans collectively looked up at the sky.
Anyway, it's not me being asked.
Zhu Xiu'an: "??? Why are you all standing behind Ji Xizhi?"
Zhu Xiu'an's fans confidently said, "We've switched fans!"
This one sentence drew the attention of the other guests as well.
When standing in line earlier, everyone and their fans had exchanged a few words. After the crew announced they would prepare dinner for the fans, everyone's first reaction was to confirm the number of their own fans.
Although the crew said it was a random selection, the number differences weren't significant, so when Zhu Xiu'an's side was completely empty, it became very obvious.
