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Feng Xingwen's first feeling was not anger, but distress. What kind of person is He Xu? He will never let himself and his teammates suffer. Not long ago, his manager criticized Ding Man, and he wanted to go back. Now he just turned his head silently.

He knew why He Xu didn't make a sound, and He Xu didn't want to ruin the whole performance because of one person.

But Feng Xingwen couldn't tolerate someone trying to hurt him.

Once the laser pointer shines into the eyes, the damage is irreversible.

So, in the next second, Feng Xingwen temporarily changed his dance moves, he turned back behind He Xu, and moved his hands up and down like a sliding door, blocking He Xu's eyes.

They stood at the C position, and their movements were different from those of other members, which naturally attracted the attention of most people.

The sharp-eyed audience saw the little red dot shaking on Feng Xingwen's hand.

"Who is shining the laser pointer!"

The angry audience let out a roar, and the audience around him turned their heads and glanced around.

"Who is so wicked?"

The person holding the laser pointer was afraid of being discovered, and acted like a turtle with a guilty conscience, and the little red dot disappeared immediately.

The TEENAGER on the stage didn't seem to notice this little episode, and continued to sing and dance hard.

But the fans at the scene couldn't bear it, they immediately played back the videos in their hands, and they found a few frames with red spots on He Xu's face, one of which even reached the corner of his eye!

Chen Xi was completely outraged, questioning how the organizer's security was doing, and at the same time condemning the management company for not protecting the artists well.

Several fans stood up and posted——

Lingling Luoluo: Who is it~ Are you starting to make trouble now?

Jun Qing: Wow!Grab that black hand!hit him!

Just be happy: the laser pointer shines on the eyes?You don't need to love, please don't hurt.Who is not raised by parents?

kamenashimeng: This kind of person annoys me the most, it hurts to be idle, fuck

Lucifer: Laser pointer? !I go!Do you want to do this! ?Is it not good to be a person...

Moying Piaoling: This is too much, the laser pointer shines on the eyes...

I want to eat cookies: I'm going to curse!

Sleepless: Laser pointer?Can you ask for a one-way mirror contact lens? Simply put, it is the kind of contact lens that can be directly reflected back.The kind that treats the body in the same way as the person!

One stone caused a thousand waves on the Internet, but only a small group of audiences cared about He Xu's condition, and most of them were addicted to the music and danced disco.

The troupe members have to uphold professionalism and focus on the performance, and the interview part seems to ignore what happened.

Feng Xingwen was chatting and laughing happily on the stage, but immediately changed his face when he got off the stage, dragging He Xu and his manager to the corner of the stage with a serious face.

The group members felt the hurricane air-conditioning on his body, looked at each other, put away their gossip tactfully, and silently stayed away from the center of the storm.

Feng Xingwen cut to the chase: "Someone took a photo of He Xu with a laser pointer."

Nan Le asked He Xu, "Are you all right?"

He thought that with He Xu's intelligence, he should understand that this matter can only be turned into a small matter, and a small matter can be turned into nothing.

Unexpectedly, He Xu said categorically: "There is something to do." When the laser pointer was at its most rampant, he relied on the barrage to cover his eyes. If there was no plug-in of the plane live broadcast room, the consequences would be disastrous.

Everyone was very upset when this happened. A mouse got into a performance scene.

Nan Le sighed: "There is no way, as an artist, you will always encounter a few sunspots with abnormal brains."

Feng Xingwen sneered: "Hearing your tone, let's forget about it?"

Nan Le smiled bitterly: "What can I do if I don't count, should I call the police and arrest him? There are so many people, how do I know which one it is?"

He Xu said, "Call the police."

Nan Le frowned when she heard this: "Are you serious? It's impossible to call the police to find them. If you find them at most, you will verbally criticize and educate them."

He Xu looked at him and said, "The important thing is not whether we catch or not, but our attitude."

He turned on his phone, went to the real-time hot search page, and threw it to the agent.

"As you said, I am not the only artist who encountered this, so the fans on the Internet are fighting against each other. They may not be fans of me, but they definitely don't want their idols to encounter the same thing."

Nanle: "What do you mean?"

He Xu: "This is a good opportunity for us to increase our citizenship. Whether we can catch it is not up to us, but whether we have the attitude of pursuing it to the end is something we can show."

Nan Le murmured, "I understand, I will discuss it with the PR department."

After he finished speaking, he took a deep look at He Xu, as if he had a new understanding of the person in front of him.

"I turned down today's private interview, you should take a rest first."

"Ah."

He Xu did not refuse.

Hearing Feng Xingwen from the beginning to the end, his face was clouded.

"I want to have a few words with you alone."

The broker automatically leaves the market.

He Xu blinked: "Just now on the stage you reacted very quickly, I want to thank you..."

His voice gradually became weaker and weaker, and the unspoken words melted into Feng Xingwen's palm.

Feng Xingwen covered his mouth with one hand, his eyes were full of worry: "Since you can think about so much, why don't you alone want to think about my mood."

He Xu was silent for a long time, pulled the back of his hand, and said softly, "I'm sorry."

That night, Superstar Entertainment and the program team of "Tomorrow's Star" issued a joint statement, stating that they have called the police and are working with the organizer to adjust the video overnight and check the entry records. This matter will be investigated to the end, and management will be strengthened in the future. A safe and comfortable performance space.

As soon as this statement came out, it was retweeted more than [-] times in an instant, and netizens stood up to express their support.

He Xu called up the live broadcast system. It may be difficult to find a person among 10 people with modern technology, but it is really easy to search through his live broadcast system.Although he can't fully grasp the remoteness of the live broadcast, he thinks this platform should be an entertainment facility established by a higher civilization.

After accurately searching for the mouse, He Xu wrote an anonymous letter and sent it to the police mailbox, drawing up an audience identity to provide clues and delineating an area for investigators.

In fact, everyone has no hope of finding the "true culprit". Who would have thought that three days later, the Ministry of Public Security issued a statement on Weibo, stating that Lin who used the laser pointer had been caught, detained for three days, and fined [-] .

Fans were dissatisfied with the result and thought the punishment was too light, but that's for later.

Nan Le sent a screenshot to He Xu: Do you know who Lin is?

He Xu: In "The Idol Is Coming", the staff who tried to frame CHARK by stealing props and getting fired?

Nanle: "It's boring to talk to you, goodbye."

He Xu shook his head, and forwarded the screenshot sent to him by his agent to the discussion group.

Eight Drama Discussion Groups

Captain He Xu: Do you know who Lin is? [picture]

The Adventures of Timon: Trainees eliminated from the show?

Chu Gaofei's bird on the branch: Artists from other companies?

Yin Xiaoyi: Black fan?

He Xu briefly explained that when he found out that someone had tampered with Di Jiaying's introduction props, he dealt with it in a low-key manner.

President Shen and Mrs. Kuo said: Shocked!

Roc: Shocked!

Fisheye: Shocked!

Timon: Damn it!

Timon: I was so shocked that I forgot to change my ID!

Timon: Everyone debuted together, why is the leader's world different from our LEVEL?We are just an ordinary inspirational drama, and the captain has already started to stage a criminal investigation drama.

Yin Xiaoyi: Say you don't say "we".

Feng Xingwen missed the best opportunity to chat at the senior's MV shooting site, and when the director called "cut", what he saw after returning to his seat were chat records.

He swiped his thumb quickly to reach the cut-off point of the last chat, and then swiped down one by one, and then saw that conversation.

It turned out that before he knew it, He Xu had already solved many things quietly.

He bent down, resting his forehead on the phone, frustrated.

Feng Xingwen thought he was special, but the facts in front of him kept telling him that in He Xu's eyes, he was a protected existence just like everyone else.

When will he be able to catch up and catch that beam of light.

After falling alone for 5 minutes, he put a hand on Feng Xingwen's shoulder.

"Why, there's no show." MV director Liang Can sat down on his left.

Liang Can is in his early thirties, handsome, and he can be regarded as a cutting-edge director. He is a second-generation star. Rely on the label of superior parents".

Feng Xingwen followed the trend and said, "A little bit."

Liang Can's ambiguous eyes lingered on his face: "Then you wait a little longer from the heroine, if you really fall in love, I have to apologize to your manager."

A distant smile floated on Feng Xingwen's face: "Stop joking."

Liang Can raised his hand on Feng Xingwen's shoulder slightly, as if he wanted to touch his earlobe.

"Don't you have your ears pierced, your ears will look great with red studs."

"No, I'm afraid of the pain."

Feng Xingwen tilted his head back.

Liang Can smiled, retracted his hand, took out a card from his wallet, leaned over and put it in Feng Xingwen's jacket pocket, and then patted his chest lightly twice.

"You are a malleable talent. If you want to improve yourself, contact me."

Just as Feng Xingwen was about to speak, a beautiful figure broke into him from the corner of his eye.

The heroine of the MV, Yu Yan's goddess, Li Yan came over gracefully, feigning anger and said: "What are you talking about, don't take me with you."

"It's nothing," Liang Can said with a smile, "If you say you are too attractive, our newcomer almost made a fake show."

"Really?" Li Yan covered her mouth, "Sister, I will take it seriously."

"Fake," Liang Can stood up, "Stop talking, I'm going to check the camera, don't rush to leave, I ordered some snacks for you, and brought them to the car to eat."

Li Yan's beautiful face was filled with joy: "Thank you Director Liang!"

Once the heroine came, Feng Xingwen didn't have a place to talk. Feng Xingwen was happy with this, and sent Liang Can away, and he was ready to call it a day.

"Brother," Li Yan suddenly reached out to hook his arm, "There are confetti in your hair, I'll help you get rid of it."

The plump and soft chest pressed over, followed by the strong smell of perfume, Feng Xingwen's body froze, and he almost couldn't hold back his face.

"no need……"

"He's not a good guy, don't get too close to him."

Feng Xingwen's eyelids trembled.

Li Yan had already let go of him, her fingers trembling in the air, as if she had really dropped something.

"Dirty things, bad luck."

Feng Xingwen whispered: "Thank you."

There was a bit of icy light in Li Yan's eyes, which was fleeting.

"You're welcome, don't you have my fans in your group? An idol has to protect his fans."

Feng Xingwen saw another person on Li Yan's face in an instant, she was very similar to He Xu in a sense.

Feng Xingwen held out his hand to her.

"Pleasant to work with."

Sitting in the company's nanny car, the assistant asked Feng Xingwen if he was facing an enemy, if he hugged Li Yan just now.

"Be careful, maybe she wants to tie up with you and stir up scandals."

"No, don't talk nonsense."

Feng Xingwen blocked the assistant with a word, took out the card in his pocket, and turned it around in front of his eyes.

It was a room card for a five-star hotel.

Feng Xingwen asked: "Do you have scissors in your car?"

Assistant: "Here, the cabinet in front of you is opened... what are you cutting?"

Feng Xingwen: "Trash."

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