star embarrassment

Beijing, Wukesong Gymnasium, the 20th birthday meet and greet of the popular Xiaoxianrou Jiangcheng.

The new trainee reporter of "Everyday Entertainment" squatted on the ground and let out a long sigh.He melancholy threw away the third cigarette butt of the day, and after stamping it out with his heel, he finally took out his mobile phone tremblingly and dialed the number to his editor-in-chief: "Hey, teacher... I'm sorry, today I... I'm afraid the interview is going to be dirty."

On the other end of the phone, the editor-in-chief of "Everyday Entertainment" was busy reviewing manuscripts. After he slid the answer button in a hurry, he clamped the phone between his ears and shoulders and asked loudly, "What's going on?" While answering the phone, he was still typing on the keyboard fiercely.

The trainee reporter was about to cry out of aggrievedness: "Jiang Cheng didn't...not cooperate with the interview. I asked him how he felt after becoming popular after the broadcast of "Master". Others, but being a star, especially a traffic star like him who relies on his face, he has to please everyone, which is really exhausting. In fact, he is not a five-speaking and four-beautiful boy at all. He can’t wait to wear a big underpants and a Flip-flops to press the road, two bottles of beer in hand, and..."

Hearing this, the editor-in-chief interrupted the intern reporter hastily. He looked familiar and clicked his tongue: "That's it? What's the matter? It's a big deal. Today's interview with Jiangcheng's birthday party is just a draft , The template has already been there, it doesn’t matter what he said, let the photographer take a few good-looking photos, and then fill in the copy according to the template when you come back.”

The editor-in-chief almost scribbled a few words of comfort to the intern, then hung up the phone and continued to catch up on his hot press releases.That is to say, interns will worry about such problems. After staying in this circle for a few months, they will no longer be embarrassed by such small things.Taking people's money and promoting it for others, how can they care so much, no matter what Jiangcheng says, they are all responsible for blowing Jiangcheng up to the sky.

In the virtual online world, how many of those deep emotional sympathies or rejections towards celebrities are really generated from within the netizens, and how many are influenced by public opinion, news and data—or guided, it has long been difficult to tell. Cleared up.

Listening to the "beep-beep-beep" sound of the phone being hung up, the intern reporter didn't recover for a long time.After a long time, when he also became the editor-in-chief of a column, he suddenly realized that there is no so-called truth in the entertainment circle, let alone in the entertainment news.

In this era of entertainment to death, the media, as mouthpieces, can only make the voices that the capital allows, and can only make the voices that the market wants to hear.In this hustle and bustle of the information age, behind the noise is a high degree of spiritual poverty.

The backstage dressing room of Jiang Cheng's birthday party.

Jiang Cheng's agent, Liang Huan, folded his arms and frowned, looking at Jiang Cheng with a serious face. Jiang Cheng was putting on makeup. After being stared at by her for a long time, he couldn't hold back a smile. The makeup artist hurriedly pressed his face: "Mr. Jiang, Don't move, your eyebrows are going to be crooked."

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng became even happier. He simply stretched out his hand and pushed the makeup artist away, looked at Liang Huan, and said with a smile: "Sister Huan, don't be so stern, look, my eyebrows are crooked, like Not like a caterpillar?"

Liang Huan frowned even more. Seeing Jiang Cheng's unscrupulous look, she asked bitterly, "Jiang Cheng! What's wrong with you? Do you know that what you just said can make people feel ashamed?" ..."

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng didn't look at Liang Huan again. He turned his face away and said flatly, "Sister Huan, didn't you find this media? The draft has already been written, and the interview is just a formality. Does what I say matter?"

Liang Huan walked up to Jiang Cheng and sneered: "It's important, it's very important. I don't need an artist who wears big underpants and flip flops to press the road and carries two bottles of beer, and your fans don't even need it." .”

Jiang Cheng smiled when he heard the words, and he discussed with Liang Huan with great interest: "Sister Huan, don't you think this kind of down-to-earth character design is actually very interesting? Look at how homogeneous the character design of a beautiful boy like me is now, right? For fans, there is actually no attractiveness or cuteness anymore, it is better to have a unique one, how cool are the big pants.”

Liang Huan sneered and said, "Okay, you are not afraid of being hacked, what am I afraid of, anyway, black and red are also a kind of red. These days, some people can rely on straight men to become popular, some can pick up their feet, and some can rely on fried men. Male CP red, anyway, nothing is impossible, if you want to rely on big pants red, I think it's no problem."

Jiang Cheng was overjoyed: "Actually, Sister Huan, I'm really good at math, why don't you think about making this cute spot? When I was in my third year of high school, I had already finished studying college math in advance in order to prepare for the National Math Competition. I even participated in the junior group competition I won the first prize in the International Mathematical Modeling Contest, so be a good student!"

Liang Huan tapped the tabletop with his finger: "It can be considered, but before that, please play the role of that gentle, humble, studious and good-looking handsome boy, okay?"

Jiang Cheng smiled. The stage makeup on his face was a bit exaggerated. It turned the boy's elegant face into three degrees of white, but it was still too good-looking, pale but not weak. With a thrilling charm, he lowered his eyes, nodded lightly, and comforted Liang Huan: "Sister Huan, don't worry, I still have the professionalism of Xiao Xianrou. Be polite to reporters. If you ask me what I like, I will answer you." He said that he likes acting and singing. When he is free, he drinks tea, practices calligraphy, and reads a little. Recently, he read "The Doctrine of the Mean" again and found the truth in it to be wonderful. If they asked me about "The Doctrine of the Mean" again "The Doctrine of the Mean", I will also talk to them about cynicism."

Weird.

Jiang Xiaoxianrou doesn't like acting or singing, and he doesn't drink tea to practice calligraphy or read books when he has free time.

Jiang Xiaoxianrou likes money. When he is free, he likes to wear big pants and flip flops, sit at a roadside stall and eat skewers, bragging with a few buddies while looking at the girl passing by on the opposite road which is the prettiest.

Jiang Xiaoxianrou doesn't read "The Doctrine of the Mean", and he doesn't understand cynicism. The last book he read was Zhiyin Manke, and he went for the serialized comics in it.

Jiang Xiaoxianrou is going to be 20 years old today, with a height of 186. He made his debut three years ago. The first advertisement he shot was a pair of underwear advertisements. You can still see Jiangxiaoxianrou’s beautiful curves below the waist in supermarkets. A photo of men's underwear, but luckily this is a print ad that doesn't show his face and only looks at his figure. No one knows that it is the waist, buttocks and long legs of Ji Jiangcheng, who is now a popular fried boy.

Otherwise, Jiang Xiaoxianrou's girlfriend will be crazy.

Liang Huan thought about Jiang Cheng's words, but he didn't get angry anymore. Instead, he asked, "You don't usually talk like this in front of reporters. What's wrong today?"

Jiang Cheng blinked, smiled softly, and looked up at himself in the mirror with heavy makeup: "I don't know... probably the person who interviewed me was very funny, like a grasshopper, with dirty braids, very similar to I used to be a buddy, so I couldn't help but want to say a few more jokes to him?"

Liang Huan frowned.

In fact, Jiang Cheng didn’t say half of what he had said—today is his 20th birthday, and he’s turned 20. He’s passed all the birthdays that start with a word, and he’s been in the world of mortals for a few times, accumulating some experience. There is a bit of a smell of time.He began to feel that it was a bit boring to fuck those high-quality and beautiful boys, and he didn't want to pretend anymore.

He wants to try to be true to himself, he wants to be himself with dignity.

Liang Huan shook her head, she knew that Jiang Cheng hadn't told her the truth: "Jiang Cheng, you have to understand that your current traffic and popularity just came up because of the drama "Master", and your coffee position is rising from the third line, it is you who are making money Good time, do you know what I mean?"

Hearing what Liang Huan said, Jiang Cheng lowered his head and smiled, and soon he raised his head again, looking at Liang Huan sincerely: "Sister Huan, don't worry, I know it in my heart, especially." Every time money is mentioned, Jiang Cheng knew everything in his heart, and he had to know it too.

When Jiang Cheng looked at a person so intently, it was really overwhelming, Liang Huan sighed: "Okay, happy birthday, you get ready, you can go on stage."

Jiang Cheng nodded obediently, and let the makeup artist continue to smudge his face.After finishing his makeup, the hair stylist came over and brushed Jiang Cheng's bangs up, and sprayed him with thick hairspray to set his style.

Without bangs, the young man seemed to have grown two years older, the contours of his face became deeper and clearer, his eyebrows were like ink paintings, and his eyes were like lacquer spots, with a classic Zhou Zhengqing.The young man smiled, his eyes were slightly curved, and his spirit was high, reminiscent of the warm and bright sunshine in spring.

Liang Huan sent Jiang Cheng out of the backstage, she patted Jiang Cheng on the shoulder, Jiang Cheng turned his head and met Liang Huan's worried eyes, then he smiled and walked out.

The lights on the stage dimmed one by one, and the boiling venue suddenly fell silent. Everyone held their breath, waiting for Jiang Cheng to appear on stage.The fans who were present did not dare to pant loudly, nor did they dare to blink their eyes -- they were panting heavily, for fear of disturbing Jiang Cheng who was about to appear on stage, and blinked for fear of missing the moment of Jiang Cheng's appearance.

Jiang Cheng came on stage from the lifting platform, he couldn't feel the excitement of the fans, and he couldn't shake the indifference in his heart.If he had to extract a little emotion from his slightly drooping eyes, it would be... boredom and exhaustion.

As he approached the stage little by little, he saw countless flashing lights and crowded crowds, boundless bustle, boundless hustle and bustle, but also boundless loneliness, boundless loneliness.

He rose to the middle of the stage and bowed to everyone first. The moment he raised his head, a smile appeared on his face naturally.This smile is neither sincere nor false, it is just a kind of inertia, like a knee jerk reaction, a physiological inertia.

However, it is an abnormal and deformed inertia.Moreover, it cannot be changed.

Amidst the fans' screams, Jiang Cheng followed the procedure that he had rehearsed many times, first greeted everyone gently, and then sang a song. The plot song of the character Su Mu.

The fairy tale drama "Master" is a big project led by his company, Huanyu Entertainment. By chance, he got the role of a third male in it, and it became an instant hit.

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