Worship [Entertainment]

When Xia An was standing outside the building of Shiren Entertainment Company, the scorching summer sun shone on the small square where he was standing, and the passers-by quickened their pace to escape from the big steam furnace, but Xia An standing outside the door had some hands and feet. cold.

After a while, he took a deep breath, went up the steps and walked outside the glass door.

"What are you here for?" the security guard asked.

"Come for an interview."

While speaking, Xia An handed the document in his hand to the security guard, who read it and let it go. Xia An thanked him and walked into the hall.

Turning the corner of the corridor, the elevator stopped on the first floor. Xia An walked in. After the door closed, as the number of floors increased, his heartbeat also accelerated. He kept looking at the advertisement in the elevator, and said silently nervous.

The person everyone knows best is himself. Xia An knew that when he was nervous, he would often mess things up, so he subconsciously looked for a support to distract himself, then took out the bus card in his pocket, held it in his hand and flipped through it. Toss and turn to relieve tension.

The elevator stopped on the fifth floor, and someone walked in soon after the door opened.

Xia An lowered his head to make room for others, and moved to the corner of the elevator.But as the elevator door closed and the elevator floated upwards, the card in his hand didn't get caught in his fingertips at this moment, and fell directly to the ground, bounced twice, and landed next to a pair of leather shoes.

A slender hand picked up the bus card and handed it to Xia An.

He pursed his lips and stretched out his hand to take it. He raised his head and was about to say thank you, but he opened his mouth halfway and froze.

What Xia An saw was an all-too-familiar face.

Thick eyebrows and deep eyes, straight brush strokes, thin lips and light, the lines of the jaw and side face are as uncanny as a work of art.

He has seen this face on TV, on the wide screen of theaters, and in various social media and advertisements countless times.

He has seen too many hard photos that have been edited many times, but facing the other party at this moment, those amazing moments can't compare with the charm of real people.

Xia An had never been so close to Fu Jianyu before, his mind went blank for more than ten seconds, and his hands were suspended in mid-air until he saw the man's slightly furrowed brows before suddenly regaining his senses, and immediately stretched his hand forward, took the My own bus card, trying to stabilize my emotions, whispered: "Thank you, sir."

After Fu Jianyu returned the bus card to him, she withdrew her hand, said briefly "You're welcome", and then turned around, not seeing Xia An's cheeks that turned red in the next instant.

Not long after, the elevator reached the twelfth floor, and there was a ding sound from the top. The stainless steel door opened to both sides, and the person standing behind the door stepped out. The footsteps gradually faded away, but Xia An in the elevator couldn't recover for a long time. Come.

Three afternoons ago.

Xia An returned to the rented apartment with fruits, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw his roommate Zou Renkai in the living room holding a piece of melon and sucking on it. He gnawed a melon and threw it into the trash can, stood up and rushed to Xia An's side, and quickly took out two oranges from the bag.

Zou Renkai winked at Xia An while peeling the oranges. Xia An lowered his head and smiled with his lips pursed, and put the remaining fruits in the bag into the refrigerator one by one.

Just as Xia An closed the refrigerator door, Zou Renkai just swallowed a mouthful, clicked his mouth and said, "Have you completed your work?"

"Well, I found it." Xia An nodded.

Zou Renkai asked: "What company?"

Xia An answered him while walking to the bathroom: "Shiren Entertainment Company."

Three seconds later, there was a roar from the living room: "You are too daring—cough cough! Cough!"

Zou Renkai choked with excitement.

Finally regaining his strength, he returned to the sofa, Ge You paralyzed, hiccupped, looked at a vague shadow in the bathroom, and murmured: "I really went to chase stars..."

Speaking of which, the two of them have lived in this small apartment for nearly three years. They are both senior students in the Journalism School of D University, and they were assigned to the same dormitory during their freshman year.The school’s dormitory conditions are mediocre, and there is even a strange roommate in the dormitory who plays games a lot. He needs to turn on the microphone when he stays up late to play games, and he doesn’t flush the toilet very much.

D is located in the southern suburbs of D city, and renting houses around is not expensive, so he and Xia An discussed it and moved in.

Having been a roommate for nearly four years, Xia An was shy and introverted, and Zou Renkai knew something about him, for example, he was a star-chaser who didn't look like much.

He didn't know much about the details, but he knew that Xia An liked Fu Jianyu very much. He often read related information on Weibo and bought some endorsement products.

Xia An looks like the kind of domineering figure, no one would think he is a star chaser, Zou Renkai is often surprised when he thinks of this.

After Xia An came out of the bathroom, Zou Renkai had already returned to his room, and Xia An also entered the bedroom. After closing the door, he sat down at the computer desk and took out his mobile phone.

Opening Weibo, Xia An went to Fu Jianyu's homepage where he was familiar with the road, and saw a Weibo that was just posted an hour ago:

@Fu Jianyu: Experience the tinaX9 mobile phone with me

There was a video below the text, and Xia An clicked to play it.

A bright light suddenly shot into the dark scene, and it just happened to shine on the man in the suit and leather shoes on the high chair.

As the background music played, the chair turned around, and Fu Jianyu's straight eyebrows appeared impeccable in the white light.

The camera zoomed out quickly, and a person taking pictures with a mobile phone gave an OK gesture. Several photos just taken on the mobile phone screen were projected onto the entire screen of the video and switched quickly. Each photo was faithfully recorded Every aspect of the subject.

When switching to the last photo, everything changed from static to dynamic. The person in the photo took steps and approached the camera.

He slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, his dark pupils were bottomless, and the tiny rays of light inside were slightly mottled, and his deep voice quickly reached Xia An's ears through the stereo.

"Experience the tinaX9 mobile phone with me."

Until the end of the last scene, the video finished playing, and the replay button jumped out, and Xia An pressed it without hesitation.

After playing the video three or four times, Xia An moved the mouse on the screen and clicked forward, quickly typed a line of words on the keyboard, and then pressed send——

@夏天的天是蓝蓝蓝蓝: So beautiful! #与富恩瑜一些评价tinaX9式手机吧#[心]#富恩瑜一望江山#

After retweeting it eight times, Xia An raised his hand to rub his stomach that was suddenly not feeling well, and frowned delicately. After a while, he put down his phone and ran all the way into the bathroom.

When he returned to the computer desk to edit the picture, an email notification popped up in the lower right corner of the computer, and Xia An quickly clicked on it.

"Dear Mr. Summer, I am Zhou Fang, the manager of artist Fu Jianyu under Shiren Entertainment. We sincerely invite you to take a few photos for your artist on the red carpet in two weeks. Please rest assured that the payment will be based on The highest standard payment in the industry, and I wonder if you are willing to cooperate with us for a long time? If you are interested in my proposal, please contact: 138XXXX210, I am Zhou Fang."

After reading the content of the email, Xia An was stunned, thinking that it was sent by mistake.He read the email several times, and his eyes lingered on Fu Jianyu's name for a while.

Two hours later, Shiren Entertainment.

Zhou Fang walked into the lounge, and the sound of the door disturbed the people lying on the sofa.Fu Jianyu raised her head slightly, her eyes were sleepy.

After Zhou Fang sat down, he sat up, and the thin blanket covering his body slipped down slowly, revealing his thin waist wrapped under the black shirt.

After calming down, Fu Jianyu sat up straight and faced Zhou Fang. Seeing that he was awake, Zhou Fang began to talk about business.

"You don't have many things to do in the past two weeks. Apart from an interview notice, you are going to country B to participate in the film festival. There is no rush for the clothes you will wear on the red carpet. Choose slowly. I have arranged an appointment with a stylist for you. See you in a week. You have nothing to do these days, you can relax a little."

She paused, turned her head to look at the ashtray next to her, and clicked her tongue: "Also, smoke less."

Fu Jianyu smiled lightly and nodded, leaned over slightly, resting her palms on the glass tabletop, and glanced at the itinerary.

Zhou Fang looked at his slender fingers pointing on the itinerary, and suddenly thought of something.

"By the way, our team lacks a photographer, so I invited one."

"Who?" Fu Jianyu didn't raise her eyes.

Zhou Fang bent the corner of her mouth, brushed her neat short hair with her hand, put her arm on the armrest of the sofa beside her, and said with a chuckle, "I guess it's still one of your fans."

Fu Jianyu raised her head and looked at her with searching eyes. Zhou Fang didn't want to show off, so she told him the matter.

Every entertainment company has its own photography team. They serve most of the artists in the company, and most of the daily photos and the refined pictures released by the studio after going out are also produced by them.

Fu Jianyu has her own team and two dedicated photographers who are responsible for taking pictures of Fu Jianyu's daily life.

It’s just a coincidence that one photographer took a long-term leave because his wife was pregnant, and the other resigned because his parents were hospitalized. Under such circumstances, recruiting newcomers or temporarily cooperating with big-name photographers became issues that Zhou Fang needed to consider.

Red carpet photos are not a small exposure for an artist, and a temporary photographer may be a bit risky.Zhou Fang contacted several well-known photographers in the circle, but did not get a definite answer. They all said that time was tight, and it was estimated that the transfer could not be made. Zhou Fang finally released the recruitment information three days ago to recruit new people.

In fact, given Fu Jianyu's status in the entertainment industry, this kind of problem shouldn't happen. This year, because there are many star teams preparing to show at the fashion festival, those well-known photographers have already been arranged full Regarding the itinerary, Zhou Fang regretted not making preparations earlier.

Later, it was Fu Jianyu's little assistant Lu Xiaojiang who made a suggestion, and Zhou Fang went to the Internet to look it up.

Most well-known photographers are in the entertainment industry, but there are exceptions.

After visiting Summer's homepage, Zhou Fang was not completely sure that this photographer, who is very famous on the Internet, but very mysterious in person, did not have any personal information to accept her invitation.

But as a celebrity's manager, he still has the ability to dig out information. Zhou Fang soon discovered that the Weibo account that the photographer followed in the first wave included his own artists, and the pitifully few like records also had his own artist. There was Fu Jianyu's Weibo.

It was not difficult for her to come to a conclusion that this photographer was not an invisible fan of Fu Jianyu, at least he was a fan of passers-by.

The frequency of Summer taking pictures is not high, but the quality of the photos taken is good. A set of pictures sent out every one or two weeks will receive a lot of attention on Weibo. After registering an account for more than three years, Weibo is only a hundred years old. Come, but there are 200 million fans.

Zhou Fang did some research and found that several big photographers in the industry have paid attention to this famous photographer, and it seems that he has also been recognized by his peers.

Zhou Fang has always done things relatively safely. Although the news of the recruitment of newcomers has been released, the standard of the newcomers is always difficult to grasp.

Just after he finished stating the matter, Zhou Fang's cell phone rang before he finished speaking. He picked it up and saw that it was a new email reminder.

After reading the contents of the letter, Zhou Fang couldn't help frowning.

Fu Jianyu seldom saw her show such an expression, so she couldn't help but playfully asked, "What happened?"

Zhou Fang glanced at the screen again, threw the phone on the sofa cushion, shrugged her shoulders, and sighed: "I was rejected by others, it seems that I guessed wrong."

The smile on the corner of Fu Jianyu's mouth faded slightly, and his handsome brows were indifferent.

He picked up the cigarette case from his hand, shook out one lightly, and put it in his mouth to bite.

Zhou Fang also stood up and said, "Forget it, don't bother, I'll go back first."

Fu Jianyu touched the lighter from the coffee table, lit the cigarette with downcast eyes, took a deep breath, held the cigarette gently with her index finger and middle finger, and quickly dropped her arm on the armrest beside her.

The thin lips parted slightly, and the faint eye circles spit out.

Fu Jianyu said leisurely, "Let's go with fate."

Zhou Fang glanced at him: "You don't have any burden."

Fu Jianyu gave a low laugh, with a deep voice: "I'm not very picky about photographers, if there's no suitable one at that time, I can just find one, it's not a big deal."

"Understood, don't smoke too hard."

Zhou Fang left quickly after a few words of advice, the door of the lounge was closed, the deadbolt was buckled into the groove, and there was a rattling sound.

The room was completely silent, and the person on the sofa was left alone with his legs crossed, smoking the cigarette slowly.Smoke curled up, blurring his face.

After a while, Fu Jianyu put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray.

He sat quietly for half a minute, then took the phone from the side.

Opening Weibo, Fu Jianyu didn't read the retweets and comments on the latest Weibo, but directly opened the upper right corner and switched accounts.

On the screen after switching, the trumpet’s ID shows “user 887XXX112”, 0 microblogs, 2 followers, and 0 fans. It looks like a navy account sold on Taobao, and even the avatar is blank.

The watch list opens, and there are only two accounts in it:

@夏天的雨_Fu Jianyu Personal Data Station

@Summer_

Fu Jianyu slid her finger lightly, and clicked into the following account.

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