Chapter 37: Guardian Army
Her Weibo followers had already reached 4.87 million, warming An Wen's heart. As soon as her phone was usable again, she took a selfie in the car and posted it on Weibo. Her center-parted straight long hair, peach-blossom eyes faintly smiling, and slightly curved lips made her look incredibly gentle.
The caption read: "On the way to work."
The moment it was posted, it attracted countless comments.
"You're so beautiful, sis!"
"I have zero resistance to pretty girls with straight long hair."
"Sis is genuinely stunning—instant fan!"
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The silly fans who had been fighting in the super topic immediately shifted their attention here, scrambling to leave top comments.
"The Guardian Army is once again awestruck by An Wen's beauty! Sis, could you post more selfies?"
"Peace Apples are screaming—sis is too gorgeous ahhhh!!!"
"Safe and non-toxic, Mosquito Coil protection—sis is so beautiful."
Under this comment, a swarm of netizens replied:
"Are there employees from a mosquito coil company among An Wen's fans?"
"Accompanying my growth every night, delivering strands of health."
"Safe and non-toxic guarantee, leading the way in health technology."
"You’re the sweetest, An Wen, and your fans are Mosquito Coils."
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"Condom also wants to go to work with sis! Do you need a bag carrier, sis?"
The replies below were all:
"Ahhhh the goddess posted a selfie!"
"Wifey posted a selfie ahhhh!"
"Ahhh my girlfriend posted a selfie—so happy!"
A netizen replied: "This floor is definitely all male fans."
A fan timidly added: "As a female fan mixed in with the Condoms, I dare not speak."
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An Wen scrolled through the comments, her heart warmed by the affection. By the time she arrived on set, she barely took two bites of her steamed bun before filming started, yet she didn’t even feel hungry.
At 9 p.m., Jiang Yiwen posted the voting link. Because it had trended on Weibo, many people knew about it, and participation quickly reached 80,000. An hour later, the poll ended with Guardian Army winning by over 10,000 votes against Peace Apple.
An Wen’s fanbase name was officially decided as Guardian Army.
Before she knew it, final exams arrived. On the day An Wen went to school for her exams, the entire Di Cheng No. 1 High School was in an uproar. The moment she stepped onto campus, she was swarmed by people taking sneaky photos and trying to strike up conversations.
The top student goddess—previously only heard of but never seen in person—turned out to be a hundred times more beautiful than in photos.
"An Wen, are you not wearing makeup? How is your skin so flawless?" a girl asked.
"No," An Wen replied gently.
Seeing how approachable she was, the girl happily said, "An Wen, I’m part of the Guardian Army!"
"Thank you," An Wen said with a smile.
That smile of hers only led to her being surrounded even more. Jiang Yiwen had just arrived at school when he heard the news and immediately gathered a group of Guardian Army members, ready to push through the crowd.
After spending so much time in the fan community, Jiang Yiwen and the others had all become die-hard Guardian Army members. Hearing that their goddess was surrounded, they rushed over.
Jiang Yiwen was a prominent figure in school, and the crowd automatically parted as he walked in. A group of male students surged forward, forming a protective circle around An Wen and pushing the crowd outward.
Hands in his pockets, Jiang Yiwen turned to the crowd with an effortless air and said, "It’s final exam day. Shouldn’t you all be reviewing instead of crowding around here?"
No one dared to offend him, but they were reluctant to leave. For some reason, Jiang Yiwen felt too embarrassed to look at An Wen directly. He nudged Zhou Zhiyuan with his schoolbag and said, "Escort An to her classroom."
"Got it," Zhou Zhiyuan replied.
The male students formed a protective circle and escorted An Wen all the way to the classroom, making her feel quite embarrassed in the center. Even after entering the classroom, people kept coming to see her from outside. Shi Jing's gaze toward her grew increasingly resentful. After the morning exam, the homeroom teacher called An Wen to the office.
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