I'm a professional villain actor; my fans are begging me not to kill them.

Huang Xiyu took extra care of her first batch of fans, providing them with a comprehensive service. It's safe to say that the eight girls who visited the set have become die-hard fans.

They ate and took some food, and the eight of them were as happy as if it were Chinese New Year.

Huang Xiyu arranged a lavish meal, during which there were photos and autographs, creating a very lively atmosphere.

"From now on, you'll be my only idol!" Lin Qiuyu patted her chest, making a loud thud.

"That's right, we're your die-hard fans!"

"Waaaah! I'm so touched!"

Huang Xiyu smiled happily, but still gave them some instructions.

For example, there's no need to travel a long way to take advantage of the situation. Nobody's money comes from thin air. If it just so happens that you happen to be there, it's okay to come and take a look.

Buy the merchandise only if you like it; don't buy it if you don't. Don't be a sucker.

As for album sales and box office figures, support what you like and don't support what you don't like. Don't do stupid things like spending money to inflate data.

In conclusion, be careful with your money and be a rational fan.

His words left all eight girls speechless.

Lin Qiuyu was stunned for a long time. "Huh? But these are things fans should do, right?"

Bai Ye said calmly, "I'm already very happy that you came this time. As for spending money on me, I don't think I'm short of money. Once or twice is fine, but if it happens too often and affects your normal life, that's absolutely unacceptable."

Even if celebrities are poor, they are still much better off than ordinary people. It is a very despicable thing for them to trick fans into spending money and fleece them.

Bai Ye is not short of money and does not want his fans to become blind idol worshippers.

He has seen people who have ruined their families because of their idol worship. Even if they have to eat nothing but chaff and wild vegetables, they will save money to spend on celebrities. This is very unhealthy.

Lin Qiuyu opened her mouth wide, speechless.

She has actually been a fan of several celebrities. Except for Bai Ye, she would only give a smile if she paid money, and a cold face if she didn't.

This made her realize that following celebrities requires being willing to spend money, and luckily she was indeed very wealthy.

But now Bai Ye tells her that idol worship doesn't necessarily require spending money; being able to support him and speak up for him is enough.

The money spent on installments will end up in the idol's pocket in another form—this is called "harvesting the fans."

Bai Ye didn't know, but Huang Xiyu couldn't possibly not know.

Is it genuine? Or is it a ploy to play hard to get?

The girls were all a little unsure.

Huang Xiyu smiled and said, "We're speaking from the heart. Don't compare Bai Ye to the celebrities you used to idolize. We're different."

Lin Qiuyu nodded as if she understood, though she didn't know why, but she thought it was alright.

If Bai Ye can be this enthusiastic the next time we meet.

"We can add each other on WeChat and keep in touch when we have time," Huang Xiyu said with a smile.

The group added each other on WeChat without really understanding what was going on, packed their things, and left the restaurant.

"Where are you going? I'll arrange a car to take you." Huang Xiyu's arrangements were simply impeccable.

Lin Qiuyu said, "Let's go to the high-speed rail station."

Huang Xiyu made a phone call, "Okay, the car will be here soon."

The girls felt like they were in a dream, and that was it? They even took them to the high-speed rail station?

They were initially worried that Bai Ye's enthusiasm meant he was attracted to their looks and wanted to take them to a hotel.

They were going to refuse outright, but neither Bai Ye nor Huang Xiyu had that idea at all.

A few people were chatting at the restaurant entrance when suddenly a commotion arose in the distance, and there were faint flashes of fire.

"Fire! Fire!"

"Call 119 quickly!"

"How did it catch fire?"

"Help!"

Bai Ye was taken aback. He looked in the direction of the sound and found that a residential area was on fire, and the fire was getting bigger and bigger.

"I'll go check it out." Bai Ye took off running.

As a model socialist youth, his education did not allow him to stand idly by.

"Hey, wait..." Huang Xiyu tried to call out to him, but before she could finish speaking, Bai Ye had already disappeared without a trace.

Huang Xiyu grew anxious and instructed Lin Qiuyu and the others, "Wait here for a while, the car will be here soon, I'll go check it out."

Lin Qiuyu was eager to try, "Shall we go too?"

"Brother Bai is definitely going to save someone again."

"Of course, Brother Bai is a good person!"

"Quick, quick, I want to help too!"

The girls were even more excited than when taking the group photo, clamoring to go together.

After a moment's thought, Huang Xiyu immediately agreed, "Let's go together then. You guys keep your distance and be careful, and watch out for thieves or anything like that."

Eight young and beautiful girls, the kind that look easy to bully, could be targeted by thieves and perverts even when walking in a crowd, Huang Xiyu was a little worried.

These are Baiye's first batch of die-hard fans, so we absolutely cannot let anything happen to them.

When they arrived, the scene was chaotic; the fire department hadn't arrived yet, and residents were trying to save themselves.

"Is anyone up there?"

"Yes, I heard cries for help."

"What a tragedy!"

"Do you have a fire extinguisher?"

"I have it in my car!"

"It's too small, but whatever, let's try it out."

"Hey, be careful!"

Bai Ye looked up at the location of the fire upstairs. The building wasn't tall, only five or six stories high, and thick smoke was billowing inside, with flames engulfing the entire building from top to bottom.

It was probably near the living room balcony when a little boy was leaning against the window, holding a blanket that looked wet.

The child was crying and clutching the blanket tightly, and the people below were getting increasingly anxious.

"The window does not open!"

"Damn it, developers these days are all idiots; they even designed the windows to be unable to open!"

"Depend on!"

"Can it be smashed?"

"On the other hand, the developer is quite conscientious; it has double-glazed soundproof glass. It's possible to break it, but how can you break it from this distance?"

"Where's the fire truck?"

"It won't be that fast. That damn developer has a really small entrance and the fire escape is far away."

"You can just open the door and go in, right?"

"Is no one home?"

"Kick it away!"

"On the other hand, the developer did a good job with the door; it even opens outwards."

"No, how do you know so much?"

"Of course, I live here."

white night:"……"

Are you two performing a comedy routine?

People have already gone up to help; no one can just stand by and watch a child be consumed by flames.

However, the rescuers soon came out covered in dust and panting heavily.

"The door won't open!"

"Damn, my leg almost broke from kicking."

Do you have a locksmith?

"It's already calling, but it'll be a while!"

"Damn it, when we need them, they all crawl like snails!"

Bai Ye was also very anxious, but the fire was on the sixth floor, and even if he threw stones, he wouldn't be able to hit the windows, and might even break other people's windows.

"Does anyone know how to pick locks?"

A man shouted anxiously.

unlock?

Bai Ye paused for a moment, then said, "Oh right, I know how to pick locks."

Bai Ye jumped up, "Quick, I know how to pick locks! Is there any water? Pour it on me!"