Being targeted by the younger brother of the blind date [Entertainment Circle]

"This group of people is too narcissistic, who is their fan." The little assistant said angrily while moving the device to a remote place.

"Brother Xuan, why are you not angry at all?"

"What's the matter?" Lin Xuan put the camera frame away, and took a look at the photos he just took. "The concert is coming soon, just don't disturb the rehearsal."

"We came to help him take pictures for a special feature, and he still hates us for disturbing him." The little assistant put his hands on his hips, "I really don't know what to do."

"A bunch of brats, what do you care about with them?" Lin Xuan unscrewed the water bottle and handed it to the little assistant, "Xiao Qi, if you get angry a lot, you will turn ugly."

At 05:30 in the afternoon, the rehearsal of the band was over, and a group of people went to the backstage to rest one after another.

"It's just a rehearsal. Why are you so serious? I think Jiaheng is too strict." Huang Ze lay down on the sofa, took a bottle of ice water and was about to pour it down his throat, but was stopped by Song Qing next to him.

"Your throat is congested just after singing, do you still want to drink ice water now?"

"Ah, I was wrong, the one next to me is more strict." Huang Ze pouted towards Yu Hao, with a look of lovelessness.

Originally, he wanted to seek empathy from his teammates, but Yu Hao, who had a big heart, did not receive his signal: "Song Qing also cares about you."

"Who cares about him."

"Who wants him to care."

Huang Ze and Song Qing spoke at the same time, and they were taken aback again after speaking.Huang Ze turned his head first and snorted.

Yu Hao has long been familiar with this drama that is played out every day, and said with a smile: "Look, isn't this a tacit understanding."

It was at this time that Qi Jiaheng opened the door and came in: "I seem to have heard someone speak ill of me just now?"

"Illusions are all illusions." Huang Ze smiled and moved to the side, "Captain, please sit down."

Qi Jiaheng sat down on the sofa, crossed his slender legs casually: "It's fine if you don't work hard in practice, but now you want to be lazy even in rehearsal?"

"I'm just thinking about it, but I really didn't lose the chain today, everyone can see it." Huang Ze chuckled, "However, when will our Captain Qi be influenced by the audience in the audience?"

It's not that they haven't performed in front of people. There were even tens of thousands of people at the music festival last week. The screams of the fans in the audience almost toppled the roof of the venue, and Qi Jiaheng was not seen to be affected.

The two grew up together, and they would be thrown into the army by the two adults every summer vacation, even eating and lodging together, Huang Ze should know Qi Jiaheng very well.

But he still couldn't see through Qi Jiaheng in many places.

Like now.

Qi Jiaheng looked at him coolly: "Let me be poor."

"But to be honest, that fan looks really good-looking just now." Huang Ze was taken aback by him, and tried to change the subject, "I heard a saying before that fans follow the righteous master, and now it seems that it is true. Ha ha."

"You should avoid putting gold on your face." Song Qing shook his head, and habitually pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on his face: "He is wearing a blue support uniform, and he is a fan of Jiaheng."

"Jiaheng's fans are our Moon's fans, we are all brothers, so I can be a fan too."

"Oh." Song Qing replied in a neutral tone, and took a sip of the water.

Huang Ze: "What do you mean by oh?"

Song Qing: "Experience it yourself."

In the noisy background, the scene just now appeared in Qi Jiaheng's mind, when the camera was put down, the pair of eyes he met.

Under the spotlight, tiny dots of light flickered.

It always feels a little familiar.

At 06:30 in the afternoon, with half an hour left before the start of the concert, fans entered the venue one after another, and the empty venue suddenly became lively.

At [-]:[-] a.m., a countdown appeared on the big screen on the stage, and when the four members of the moon band came from the lifting platform to the stage, there were endless screams.

First there was an explosive opening song, followed by another lyrical song. When the ethereal music floated over the venue, the restless crowd gradually calmed down.

Even the little assistant, who refused to acknowledge the title of fan at first, was immersed in Qi Jiaheng's singing voice - a voice between an adult and a teenager, sometimes clear and pure, sometimes a little deep and sexy.

Even the body is extremely sexy.

He only wore a minimalist white shirt on his upper body, with the neckline open casually, revealing his delicate collarbone and honey-colored skin. One hem of the shirt was tucked into black pencil pants, with wide shoulders and narrow waist, perfect proportions, and a tall and straight figure.

The stage makeup was not too heavy, but it highlighted the advantages of his facial features. Not only did he have exquisite eyebrows and eyes, but he also revealed a male hormone that could not be ignored.

He's sexy when he's not smiling, but when he smiles, it's like the sun shining through the winter clouds, clean and bright.

It was the first time for Lin Xuan to see someone who could combine purity and sex appeal so well.

Holding the camera in hand, he paused, and quickly put such inexplicable thoughts behind him, pressing the shutter without stopping.

It's like an emotionless camera machine.

Two hours passed, the last song was over, and the foursome left the stage on a lift.

Fans off the field shouted Encore.

After a while, moon returned to the stage again, bringing the famous song of an old band, which can be regarded as a tribute to the classics.

It was only when the show was over that the little assistant realized that his voice was a little hoarse. The screaming time added up to at least an hour, and it was even more strange that there was no problem with his voice.

But that's not important. What's important is that my face hurts a little. Not long ago, I said that I was narcissistic, and I became a fan so quickly.

No one can avoid the law of true fragrance.

"Today's extra class is really worth it." The little assistant sighed while putting away the equipment, and suddenly thought of something, his eyes lit up, "Brother Xuan, can we go to the backstage for an interview next time?"

Sure enough, young people's tempers come and go quickly.

Lin Xuan smiled: "You forgot, Xiao Fang and the others are in charge of the interview, and the task is completed after we finish taking the photos."

"Oh......"

"Still disappointed?"

"No, how is it possible." She shook her head like a rattle, but her face was full of regret.

Lin Xuan saw it, and the corners of his lips curved slightly: "You go, I can clean up these equipment by myself."

The little assistant hesitated: "This...isn't very good."

"Really?" Lin Xuan raised his eyebrows slightly, "Then you'd better not go."

"..."

Looking at the petrochemical assistant on the spot, Lin Xuan began to reflect on whether he had gone too far.

After the show ended, the huge venue became quiet again.

Lin Xuan sat on the steps and browsed through the photos taken today, showing a satisfied smile.

Qi Jiaheng not only has a good body proportion, but also has special facial features. As a photographer, he likes this kind of subject the most, and he doesn't even need to modify the pictures, which reduces a lot of workload.

He folded the tripod and put it in the bag, but who knew that the lens cover was disobedient and rolled down the steps.

Along the steps, rolled into the darkness in front of the stage.

Lin Xuan turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone, bent down to search around, and found that the lens cover was stuck in the gap under the stage.

He was reaching out to pick it up when suddenly a voice came from above the stage.

"In such a hurry, what did you lose?" Huang Ze yawned big as he spoke.

"necklace."

"What necklace? Probably..." Huang Ze looked at Qi Jiaheng's bald neck with a serious expression, "Then look for it quickly."

The two searched around in the dim light.

Huang Ze: "No, it's too dark, wait a minute, I'll find someone to turn on the light."

Qi Jiaheng frowned with the small word Sichuan, and answered.Turning his gaze, he was attracted by a small light somewhere: "Who?"

"Who's there? Come out."

"If you don't come out again, I will call security."

Lin Xuan held the camera and stood up. The stage was almost 1.7 meters high. After he stood up straight, he was more than half his head higher than the stage.

"It's you." Qi Jiaheng recognized him in the audience at a glance, and frowned even tighter.

He jumped off the stage and took half a step towards Lin Xuan, "What are you doing here?"

"Looking for something." Lin Xuan didn't think there was anything wrong with him appearing here, and showed a faint smile, "You are also looking for something, what a coincidence."

"Really...why do I feel that all the coincidences are intentional?" Qi Jiaheng stared closely at the person in front of him, just as he finished speaking, the lights on the stage suddenly turned on.

"Jiaheng, I asked the staff to turn on the lights, hurry up..." Huang Ze half-spoken, turned his eyes, and was startled by the two people standing under the stage.

"Isn't the stadium cleared? Why are there still fans in the stadium?" Huang Ze's little head was full of doubts, "Also, you are a fan of Jiaheng, who brought you in?"

"I'm not his fan." Lin Xuan denied it very simply, but unfortunately the people in front of him obviously didn't believe it.

Qi Jiaheng's eyes fell on the Q-version villain on Lin Xuan's chest, and he raised his eyebrows slightly, which was very obvious.

"This dress was given to me by your fan because she accidentally spilled coffee on me." Lin Xuan explained.

Qi Jiaheng twitched the corner of his mouth: "What a coincidence."

The lines that Lin Xuan said just now were used.

He simply took out the work card in his bag and handed it to the other party, "If you don't believe me, look, I am the photographer of the treasure."

This time, without waiting for Qi Jiaheng to say anything, Huang Ze spoke first: "No, we have met the photographer responsible for taking pictures of Baobao several times, and it is clearly not you."

What's more important is that Lin Xuan looks at most in his early twenties, which is about the same as a college student.

"It's well prepared." Qi Jiaheng shook his work card, and when he raised his eyes, the topic changed, "You continue to make up."

"Anyway, you won't believe what I say, so there's nothing else to say." This person already had preconceived ideas, and it would be useless for him to say anything else.

"Isn't it because you can't make it up?" Qi Jiaheng raised his eyebrows.

You listen to me explain!

I don't listen I don't listen!

Such a scene was very familiar, and Lin Xuan felt as if he had fallen into some kind of strange circle.

Qi Jiaheng took a few steps forward while speaking, his momentum was not at all like that of a boy who just turned [-].

Lin Xuan was forced to retreat steadily until he hit the edge of the stage.

"You!" Being misunderstood and not listening to the explanation, Lin Xuan was a little angry no matter how Buddhist he was.

At this moment, the two were very close, Qi Jiaheng met his burning gaze, took a step back to distance himself, and asked unnaturally, "What are you staring at me for?"

"You look good." Lin Xuan suddenly found the weakness of the other party, and deliberately raised a smile, "Don't you think I'm your illegitimate fan, of course I'm greedy for your body."

On the stage, Huang Ze's eyes widened because of Lin Xuan's unrestrained words.

Off the stage, Qi Jiaheng took a few steps back, as if he was escaping from some kind of highly contagious plague.

He frowned: "Are you shameless?"

"Shy? You say I'm an illegitimate fan, how can I be ashamed of a bastard." Lin Xuan patted the ashes on his shoulder with a calm face.

"Why have you been here for so long? The interview is about to start." Yu Hao was slightly relieved when he saw the visitor, and when he got closer, he found that Qi Jiaheng's expression was a little strange.

"What's the matter with him, is he uncomfortable?" Yu Hao thought that Qi Jiaheng had been under too much pressure recently, but now he suddenly relaxed and couldn't bear it anymore.

Thinking about it carefully, I think it's impossible, after all, Qi Jiaheng's ability to withstand pressure is far higher than the three of them.If even he couldn't carry it, then the three of them should have fallen down long ago.

"Stop talking, I ran into an illegitimate student just now." Watching a big show, Huang Ze shook his head again and again. The two grew up together. This was the first time he saw Qi Jiaheng deflated, and unexpectedly forgot to record it with his mobile phone.

What a misstep!

"Illegitimate? I didn't expect us to be really popular." Yu Hao was stunned. Looking at the soaring number of fans on Weibo in the past few months, he always felt that it was very unreal.

Even the screams on the field just now seemed to only appear in a dream.

"That's right," Huang Ze curled his lips, "It's the male fan who watched our rehearsal just now. He didn't leave after the rehearsal. He was sneaking around the stage, maybe he was thinking of sneaking backstage."

"Jiaheng is still more attractive." Yu Hao scratched his hair in confusion, "But how did he get in here?"

"You paid off the security guard." Qi Jiaheng put the recovered necklace into his pocket, his expression remained unchanged, and his eyebrows were twisted into a slit, "Don't mention this matter again."

"That's all?" Yu Hao asked, "Not long ago, some artists were invaded by illegitimate students, and they even set up cameras at home."

This incident was quite a big deal, even if the home life photos leaked out, there are still a few photos. It is because of this that recently, all the stars have become a little helpless.

"Yeah, it's scary just thinking about it." Huang Ze sighed, "The issue about illegitimate children is the most difficult to deal with. If you call the police, I'm afraid it will be popular again."

"Shut up." Thinking of this possibility, Qi Jiaheng's face darkened even more.

But people often say that what they are afraid of will come. In addition to the real fragrance, Murphy's law has never been avoided.

The author has something to say: Lin Xuan: Remember what you said today!

Qi Jiaheng: Please also remember what you said yourself.

Lin Xuan: What?

Qi Jiaheng: The sentence about being greedy for my body.

Lin Xuan: Well, may I ask, can Guo|Jafa's boyfriend get back?

Qi Jiaheng: Can't QAQ (hug)

Changed the Weibo name of Xuanxuan in the previous chapter, and it is now @百宝-有素pisces