Brother Dao Took the Entertainment Industry by Storm, Fans Beg Me Not to Kill Anymore-Chapter 401: Stalker Fans Chasing the Car!

He Junhao took a deep breath, finally clenched his fist, and said, "Alright, then I'll go give it a try!"

He had lost an old account before, and hadn't he still managed to build up a new one now?

What's there to be afraid of with just a variety show!

"Hahaha, that's right, this is the Handsome He I know."

Xiao He also laughed.

"By the way, I still have a few spots on hand," Xiao He said. "See if you have any recommendations? I can help you pull in some teammates in advance."

"I'll need to go back and ask around first."

He Junhao thought for a moment, "The few people I know are similar to me, all from the foodie community. They might not be willing to come."

"Alright, no problem, I'll wait for your reply."

"Let's go!"

Dai Bo waved from a bench on the other side, "How much longer are you two? I've already booked the restaurant!"

"Okay, okay, coming right over!"

Xiao He patted He Junhao, and the two of them stood up together.

Lao Qi also walked over, "Teacher Xiao, do we need to manage the situation over there?"

Following Lao Qi's words, Xiao He also looked in the direction of his gaze. Sure enough, he saw a group of men and women standing at the periphery of the court area, holding up their phones towards them.

They were probably casual fans who recognized Xiao He; he had noticed them earlier while playing ball.

"It's fine."

Xiao He waved dismissively, "Let them take pictures if they want, we're leaving soon anyway. As long as they don't attract more people, it's fine."

At least throughout the entire session, they hadn't drawn a larger crowd or come up to disturb them, which Xiao He thought was pretty good.

As long as it wasn't malicious paparazzi or stalking, if he encountered them while out normally, Xiao He didn't mind greeting them and maybe leaving an autograph or something.

"Alright."

Lao Qi, as expected, didn't say anything more, picked up the sports bag, and followed Xiao He and the others as they left the scene.

In the evening, after having dinner with He Junhao and the others, Xiao He's group prepared to head back.

He Junhao and the others planned to take separate taxis back—one to the school, one to the company, and one home.

Hearing that Zhai Zhipeng still had to go back to the company, the other three cast sympathetic glances his way.

Zhai Zhipeng was already used to it and shrugged, "There's some overtime work tonight. If I tough it out, I can get paid leave tomorrow."

Just grit your teeth and get through it.

"Is this the hardship of the mortal world that even a rich second-generation heir insists on enduring?" 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

He Junhao said with feeling. Zhai Zhipeng rolled his eyes in exasperation, "Get lost, get lost."

Meanwhile, Dai Bo had already miserably gotten into a car, heading towards his own battlefield of toil.

After seeing everyone off into their cars, Xiao He also got into his own vehicle.

By this time, the streetlights on both sides of the road had lit up. Lao Qi was driving, and Xiao He was looking down playing with his phone. The atmosphere inside the car was quite quiet.

But after a series of turns, Lao Qi suddenly frowned.

His gaze kept falling on the rearview mirror, as if secretly observing something. Only after finally confirming did he speak up to warn, "Teacher Xiao, someone is following us."

Xiao He's brow furrowed, and he immediately sat up straight, turning to look.

Sure enough, a black Volkswagen was following their car, maintaining a distance that was neither too close nor too far.

From the current distance, Xiao He could only roughly see that the driver was a man wearing a mask and a hat, and couldn't clearly make out who was in the back seat.

"I recognize this license plate. It's a professional tracking team. The people in the car are most likely stalker fans."

It was Lao Qi, with his extensive experience, who analyzed the situation behind them at a glance.

Ever since the celebrity-chasing culture in the entertainment industry became a trend, more and more "emerging" industries had appeared, including the one-stop service related to stalker fans.

As long as they could get paid, these maniacs could handle everything for the stalker fans.

It was a state where stalker fans were crazy for love, and they were crazy for money.

Xiao He had only heard about it vaguely before, but encountering his own stalker fans for the first time, he was still somewhat shocked inside.

His stalker fans?

Xiao He had originally thought this term would be far removed from him.

But only now had he truly encountered it.

Indeed, the longer you stay in this circle, the more you get to see everything.

"Should we do something about it?"

Lao Qi asked.

Xiao He frowned in thought, actually feeling a bit indecisive, "Then pull over to the side. I'll go warn them."

"Probably useless."

Lao Qi shook his head helplessly, "Teacher Xiao, you might not have encountered this situation before. You simply don't know how terrifying they are. If you dare to get out of the car directly this time, next time there will definitely be more stalker fans driving cars to chase you."

—In the eyes of those people, Xiao He's warning isn't a warning, but rather proof that as long as they keep following Xiao He's car, they have a chance to force Xiao He to get out and look at them, and even talk to them.

Any act of approach from Xiao He could become the stimulant for their next, even more rampant behavior.

Among the celebrities Lao Qi had worked with before, there were those with kinder hearts who thought a few words of persuasion would work, but the end result was only making those guys more arrogant and their behavior more out of control.

So in the end, facing this group of people, even the most good-tempered person would turn grim and avoid them like the plague.

Therefore, Lao Qi didn't think Xiao He's approach was good; it would only have the opposite effect.

"Teacher Xiao, you should notify Manager Liu first. This car's license plate has long been on the residential compound's blacklist. Once we enter the compound, they won't be able to follow us in."

Xiao He was silent for a moment, then nodded, "Alright, safety first."

He didn't bring up the method of Lao Qi driving to shake them off.

There were plenty of cases within the industry where celebrities, trying to evade paparazzi and stalker fans, ended up in car accidents. There was no need to put himself and others in dangerous situations. Moreover, for these stalker fans, his current address was probably no secret anymore.

Since it was no longer a secret, and the other party couldn't infiltrate his residential compound or villa anyway, then Xiao He didn't need to keep hiding and deliberately try to lose them.

Safety first in everything.

"Okay."

Lao Qi glanced at the rearview mirror again and continued driving normally ahead.

Xiao He then called Liu Rulan.

Upon learning that Xiao He was being chased by stalker fans, Liu Rulan couldn't help but be a bit surprised. Then, as if thinking of something, she said, "The related hashtags about you playing ball today were on the hot search list. Many people probably filmed it at the time. Could it be casual fans getting carried away in the moment?"

Xiao He glanced at Lao Qi driving ahead and explained seriously, "Lao Qi recognizes the license plate. It's a professional tracking team."

If it were ordinary fans, driving after him themselves for a stretch could be considered a momentary whim. But hiring a professional team to tail a car—that couldn't possibly be ordinary fans.

Ordinary fans probably wouldn't even know how to contact such teams.

This was the benefit of having an experienced "seasoned veteran" by your side. Whatever the situation, one glance and you could tell friend from foe clearly.

"I see."

Liu Rulan didn't doubt Lao Qi's professionalism at all, "Then you just proceed back normally. Act as if they don't exist. Send me the license plate number, and I'll have someone look into it."

"Okay."

Xiao He immediately took a photo and sent it to Liu Rulan.

Liu Rulan promptly had her team investigate.

"Just never thought that I'd have stalker fans too."

Xiao He said with some emotion.

But then, Xiao He remembered the previous incident where stalker fans secretly broke into a hotel room and forcibly hugged Liang Cheng while he was showering. He couldn't help but rub his arms, "I won't encounter a situation where a stalker fan suddenly pops out while I'm showering, will I?"

Just thinking about that feels terrifying!

While showering, a person suddenly barges in—yikes!

"Don't worry, the privacy and security in your area are very good. That kind of situation won't happen."

"But every hotel that had an incident also marketed themselves that way, famous for their privacy and security capabilities. In the end, wasn't it still an inside job…"

Xiao He said in a faint, eerie tone.

Silence fell on the other end.

A moment later, Xiao He heard Liu Rulan say over there, nonchalantly:

"Oh, then in the future when you shower, remember to keep one eye open and one eye closed."

Xiao He: "…"