"Is this really a very popular international singer?"

A hint of suspicion flashed in Sun Leyan's eyes.

As a host, I am aware of some of the darker aspects of the entertainment industry.

Therefore, she has never been particularly interested in domestic or foreign celebrities.

Even if you don't know her, judging from the indifferent expressions of the people eating around you, you can tell that Celine isn't that famous. Otherwise, these people would have been looking back frequently or asking for autographs and photos.

Ruan Mi lowered her head and spoke softly.

"Of course, I have more than six of her songs saved, and for a while, my phone's lock screen was even set to her songs!"

"Oh..."

Sun Leyan responded twice.

After thinking about it, I decided to voice my doubts.

Ruan Mi also realized the situation around her.

The restaurant was quite busy, with five or six tables not far from them. Logically, they should have noticed that the international singer Celine was eating next to them, so why were they all so indifferent, as if they couldn't see her?

Seeing the two women so confused that they stopped eating, Liya noticed them.

He could only smile helplessly and explain, "It's very simple. Haven't you considered that everyone who can eat at this restaurant is a leader in their respective fields? International singers like these are nothing special to them, and not many people pay attention to them."

"I see, that explains it."

Ruan Mi was finally relieved.

He almost actually thought he had made a mistake.

As long as they didn't admit their mistake, I'll ask for their autograph after they finish eating!

After silently apologizing to himself, Lin Yun intended to continue enjoying the delicious food in front of him.

But a boy at a table of guests five or six meters away suddenly walked towards him.

He cautiously asked in English, "Excuse me... are you Lin Yun?"

"What!"

Lin Yun was alarmed.

Therefore, the mask has been removed.

But he's still wearing large-framed sunglasses and a baseball cap.

With the lobster covering its mouth, theoretically no one should have been able to recognize it.

I didn't expect that we had only been eating for a short time.

He was immediately recognized.

Too lazy to lie, he could only nod slightly, "Yes, that's me!"

Princess Lia just said that the people dining at this restaurant are all celebrities from all walks of life, so they probably won't be excited because he is a football player, right?

After all, even though that international singer was sitting there, he was basically ignored!

"You really are Lin Yun!!!"

The white teenager who came to ask the question instantly became agitated and covered his head.

Then, in an extremely excited tone, he called out to his family members who were having dinner with him.

"Daddy, Mommy, come quick! This really is Lin Shen! I told you so! I printed out more than ten posters of his picture and plastered them all over my room. I definitely wouldn't mistake him!"

Forest God.

This title came out.

Diners still enjoying their meal in style.

One by one, they stood up in shock, their gazes shifting towards where Lin Yun was.

Lin Yun: "..."

Who said nobody cares?

In that instant, he could feel all eyes turning to him.

Including Celine, who was taking her anger out on food.

"My God, it really is Lin Shen! I can't believe I had the honor of eating at the same restaurant as him!!"

"Lin Shen, I'm a fan of yours, could you please sign my football?"

……

In an instant.

The entire restaurant's order collapsed.

Those elegant gentlemen, at this moment, were like little fans who had seen their idol, shouting wildly around Lin Yun.

Despite being left out as an international superstar, Celine showed no displeasure whatsoever. Instead, she joined the fans in excitedly shouting from the sidelines, "Lin, you're the only one I'm following! Please follow me back!"

Lin Yun was unable to put down the lobster in his mouth.

I was just thinking of finding a waiter to help manage the order in the restaurant.

But they discovered that the waiters were also shouting and yelling along with the somewhat frenzied crowd around them.

Lin Yun: "..."

these people.

Are they truly the elite of society?

I counted the number of people surrounding me.

There were only about 20 people in total, and I was immediately relieved that this upscale restaurant didn't have many diners.

"No problem, one at a time. But let's make it clear first, autographs can only be on clothing or tools!"

During a casual conversation with Fernão, the other man casually mentioned it to him.

If someone asks for your signature, you must never sign it on a blank sheet of paper.

Otherwise, if the other party writes on it that they owe hundreds of millions or even billions, there will be endless trouble.

Lin Yun expressed his strong agreement.

I've heard of one example in the country.

A celebrity simply signed his name on a blank sheet of paper for a fan.

A week later, the fan sued him, claiming that the celebrity owed him 3000 million yuan!

This incident caused quite a stir at the time. The celebrity's endorsements and subsequent collaborations were all canceled, causing his fortune of hundreds of millions to vanish in an instant within a month. He was left with nothing and even a large debt!

There is a lesson to be learned from this.

That's why I specifically mentioned it before signing.

I picked up the ballpoint pen that the waiter had personally prepared for me.

They started signing each other's clothes or tools one by one.

When it was the turn of a white girl who looked no older than an adult.

But then the other person immediately pulled a bra strap out of their T-shirt, grinning and shaking it, their eyes filled with fervent anticipation. "Lin Shen, could you sign your name on this bra strap for me?"

"Uh... this!"

Lin Yun didn't know how to refuse for a moment.

While it's possible to sign on the shoulder strap, that doesn't seem quite appropriate.

While he was still thinking about how to politely refuse, the other person had already grabbed his hand and placed it over his shoulder strap.

"It's okay, just sign it here. My boyfriend and I both really like you. We'll show it to him when we get home!"

"Alright!"

Lin Yun ignored the flames rising in Sun Leyan and Ruan Mi's eyes.

With a flourish, he signed his name on the other person's shoulder strap.

It feels like it's almost over.

When only two people remained.

Only then did he raise his head and look at the last person.

They discovered that the person in last place was none other than Celine, the very person whose song they had just stolen!

Moreover, the other person was staring at him with the excited look of someone looking at an idol.

After quickly signing for the second to last person.

When Celine saw that it was finally her turn, she quickly took off her coat.

"Lin Shen, besides signing autographs, could we also take a photo together? Don't worry, I definitely won't use the photo with you for any commercial purposes!"

"Um."

Lin Yun reluctantly agreed.

The other person pulled her into a stiff smile.

"Click!"

The flash went off.

Celine glanced at the photo and put her phone away with satisfaction.

My initial irritability gradually subsided after seeing the handsome face of the person in front of me.

Just as I was wondering what kind of words to use to strike up a conversation with my idol.

But then she noticed that the female companion next to her idol stood up, took a piece of paper from the tissue box, and handed it to her.

"Celine, I've always liked you. I've been listening to your songs since high school. Could you please sign my autograph?"

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