CEO's Sweetheart is a Super Idol-Chapter 359 - 351 Private Conduct

The next day

At the break of dawn, the group of girls was called up by their assistants.

They were going to shoot a commercial and didn’t even have breakfast.

The material they filmed yesterday had already been uploaded to the official website.

A twenty-minute video showcased their process from checking in to choosing rooms.

Qiu Fan, female, a university graduate, whose life revolves around consumerism and being a fan.

After the reality show "Auto Idol" began, she became obsessively infatuated with Meng Meixuan.

It marked the start of an almost cult-like fan obsession, into which she had poured millions to support Meng Meixuan’s debut. She became the most famous leader in Meng Meixuan’s fan community, the "Meixuan Miracle Army."

On the very day the girl group was formed, she organized hundreds of fans to bombard Lv Fangxin’s Weibo.

Fans of Lv Fangxin and Meng Meixuan’s fandoms seemed destined to be mortal enemies, each wishing for the other’s demise.

Lv Fangxin’s fans had always prided themselves on being rational, but they would lose control facing Meng Meixuan’s supporters, succumbing to the terrifying toxic logic of fandom.

Qiu Fan took a sip of the Blue Mountain coffee her housemaid served her and sent a message to another fan: "Have you figured out where Meixuan is staying?"

"We managed to locate their dormitory based on the houses shown in the footage uploaded to the official site!"

"Good, today we’ll go and film Meixuan."

"Boss, isn’t that a bit wrong? They’ll surely think of us as stalker fans."

"Since when do you get to question me? I said we’re going, so we’re going."

Qiu Fan was visibly irritated by her subordinate’s audacity to question her, particularly the mention of being a stalker.

"First, we’ll go to the villa and shoot some exterior shots. Later, you’ll use another account to leak their dormitory address."

"Got it, boss. Are we still hitting Lv Fangxin today?"

"Not today. Instead, target Wu Zixuan. She’s been shooting a magazine recently, and according to an insider, the photographer seems to favor her."

"Understood, I’ll rally the team into action right away."

PM, that evening

The girls returned by car after a full day of shooting commercials.

"Girls, we’re having hot pot together tonight!" their assistant cheerfully announced.

"Didn’t we already have dinner over there?" Duan Yuxin looked at the assistant in surprise.

"This is for show material to send out to fans."

"Oh my god! Eating so much will make us fat." Jiang Mengqi made no effort to hide her reluctance.

The rest of them weren’t thrilled either, but they had no choice but to follow the company’s orders.

When they got back to the villa, the eleven of them stepped down from the business van.

"Meixuan! Meixuan! Look here, look here!"

The sudden voices and flashing lights startled them.

Hearing the voice that felt familiar, Meng Meixuan looked closely and realized it was her biggest fan.

They all knew who their most dedicated fans were.

Realizing it was one of her own fans, Meng Meixuan felt a strong sense of pride.

Out of everyone here, only her fan had come all the way.

Wu Zixuan, however, felt secretly annoyed, while the others mostly felt envious.

Ye Yuwei frowned. This kind of behavior fit the definition of a "cult fan" by Galaxy’s standards. Visiting filming locations was one thing, but coming to someone’s home was completely inappropriate.

Meng Meixuan, on the other hand, was visibly delighted.

She waved toward Qiu Fan with a radiant smile on her face.

The assistant didn’t know how to handle the situation, so they could only let Meng Meixuan stand there and let the fan snap a few photos.

To maintain the team’s harmony, Ye Yuwei slowed her pace, waiting for Meng Meixuan to finish and walk toward the villa before continuing herself.

Once inside, they saw a hot pot setup waiting for them at the table.

Another surprise: a cameraman was there as well.

"Why does it feel like we’re back at the training base?" Lai Ruoxuan couldn’t help but comment.

"Don’t scare me! There aren’t hidden cameras here too, are there?" Jiang Mengqi added jokingly.

"Are we actually eating this?" Meng Meixuan asked skeptically.

The assistant immediately clarified, "Of course not. We’ll gradually remove the food."

The eager Lv Fangxin deflated like a punctured balloon.

She genuinely wanted to eat. It had been ages since she’d had hot pot—or any meat.

"A little bit won’t make us fat, will it? It’s already here anyway," Fu Xiaoyu wished aloud.

The assistant thought for a moment, then said, "Alright, just a bite or two of the veggies. No meat."

Resigned, the girls sat there, adopting cheerful conversational modes as part of the filming.

"Add some meat! Otherwise, the scene won’t look realistic," the director suddenly called out.

"But didn’t they say we couldn’t eat meat?"

"You can’t eat it, but no one said you couldn’t put it in the hot pot!"

The girls felt like they were being driven crazy by the conflicting instructions.

"Come on, everyone, dig in—the lamb’s amazing!" Yang Ni tried to ease the atmosphere enthusiastically.

She was incredibly dedicated and poured the most love into the team.

"It’s really good! I’d love some sauce to go with this."

"I’ll just use sesame oil; where I’m from, we don’t use sesame paste."

"I want to eat the squid—I haven’t had any in ages."

Having performed these scenes countless times, the girls found it easy enough to slip into acting mode.

Once the segment was over, staff came to remove the dishes and replace them with empty soda bottles.

The illusion was maintained; fans would think the girls had been eating for hours. To sell the effect, they even turned the clock on the wall forward.

"Good! Cut! Next scene," the director called out.

The assistant temporarily acting as deputy director read through the script:

"Just eating hot pot is too bland. Let’s create a ’power outage incident.’ Everyone will use phones for lighting, showing unity and camaraderie."

"What even is this? How could a nice villa suddenly have a power outage?" Meng Meixuan couldn’t hide her frustration.

"Exactly! Won’t fans think we can’t even pay for electricity?" Ye Yuwei chimed in, finding the whole idea absurd.

"Yeah! Since fans already know we’re staying here, what if they’re staking out outside? If they see other houses lit up and ours isn’t, what will they think?"

Having once been the team leader of Bright Moon Girl Group, Lai Ruoxuan voiced similar concerns.

After some discussion, the director finally decided:

"Okay, we’ll stick with the power outage. But say it’s due to a blown fuse."

"The task of checking the fuse goes to Fangxin and Yang Ni."

All eleven girls were utterly dumbfounded by the director’s "brilliant" idea.

"Why me? I don’t know a thing about electricity!" Lv Fangxin protested with wide eyes.

"Neither do I!" Yang Ni exclaimed, equally flabbergasted.

"Just say you frequently help with house chores," the director instructed.

The two could only force a bitter smile and accept their "roles." The lights were turned off, and everyone used phone flashlights as they "bonded" over hot pot.

"Great! Now let’s have everyone discuss their recent work. And Zi Meng, maybe you could teach the group some phrases from your language..."

This dragged on for over two hours before the shoot finally wrapped up.

It had only ended because the production team’s higher-ups had called to insist the filming couldn’t run past two hours.

In recent days, Wu Zixuan, Li Zimeng, and Duan Yuxin had been showing physical problems.

Even Zhou Dan had begun reevaluating the line between pushing and exhausting the girls.

After this round of intense shooting, the girls could finally go and rest.

They were utterly drained, both physically and mentally.

Returning home late, Li Ke turned on his computer.

"Wow! They found out where the girls are staying already?"

Li Ke was shocked to see a post on Weibo.

The post didn’t explicitly reveal Lv Fangxin and the others’ address but suggested that someone had pinpointed the location through the official video footage and rental websites.

Li Ke already knew that it was just a matter of time before their address got exposed completely.

Those stalker fans would inevitably track them down by following their cars.

"Damn it! Can’t they just leave them alone?"

Li Ke felt a surge of disgust for this kind of behavior. He couldn’t tolerate it anymore.

At that moment, another prominent fan messaged him in their group chat.

"Other fandoms’ support teams are already planning to take fan project photos outside the villa. Shouldn’t we do the same?"

"No way. Camping out at their doorstep is unacceptable. If we take pictures, it’ll only be at their workplace." 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

Li Ke held back from speaking out further in the group, suppressing his frustration in silence.