Chef God who doesn't want to be an actor is not a good idol

After hesitating for a while, Du Ruo still couldn't resist his curiosity and clicked on the video.

The video was not long, only about ten seconds long, and it was still a little shaken. It should have been taken by a fan at the scene with his mobile phone.

The background at the beginning of the video is very familiar, and Du Ruo can tell at a glance that this is in front of the signature wall of the Golden Sparrow Award Ceremony.

The angle of the photographer was only able to take pictures of Wen Qi's back, and his wrist movements were completely blocked, making it impossible to see clearly what he wrote.It's just that the moment he put away his pen and turned around, the corners of Wen Qi's mouth curled up slightly, clearly showing his good mood at the moment.

Until here, Du Ruo still didn't see anything strange about this video.

The next moment, a sweet BGM was inserted suddenly, and at the same time, the picture stayed at the signature wall, and suddenly zoomed in, revealing the "masterpiece" that Wen Qi left on the signature wall just now.

A round, small heart appeared next to Du Ruo's signature.

Du Ruo pressed pause subconsciously, and her eyes lingered on the cute little heart for a long time.

Du Ruo remembered very clearly that when he signed the signature, there was no such heart on the signature wall, and at that time there were only him and Wen Qi standing in front of the signature wall.Combined with the video just now, the answer is ready to come out.

Du Ruo slammed the phone upside down by the pillow, and the bases of his ears were burning red in the dark. This time, he lost all sleepiness, and after tossing and turning for half a night, he managed to fall asleep.

When he came to the set the next day, Du Ruo hesitated to talk to Wen Qi several times, wanting to ask him why he drew a little heart next to his signature, but felt that it was a bit awkward to bring this up. It's a big deal.

After struggling for several days, Du Ruo glanced at Wen Qi, who was looking at his phone next to him, on the car back to the hotel, and took a sneak peek.

Very good, it is the Starlight Network interface.

Du Ruo immediately boarded his unauthenticated trumpet, posted the first starlight update on the trumpet and tweeted about it.

[DR: Why did you draw this heart? (Video link) @闻琦ToTheWorld]

After typing this message, Du Ruo felt that his tone seemed a little blunt, hesitated for a while, and added kkk at the end.

After sending this message, Du Ruo put down the phone, leaned back, opened his eyes secretly, and peeked at Wen Qi's movements.

Seeing Wen Qi's mouth drop after seeing a message, especially in the dark, he quickly typed on the screen and sent a message.

At the moment when Wen Qi's news came out, Du Ruo's cell phone suddenly gave out a clear notification tone.

Du Ruo frowned.

Forgot to turn off the volume.

Looking at Qi from the corner of the eye and turning his head, Du Ruo subconsciously closed her eyes, pretending to be asleep.

I only heard a rustling sound coming from my ears, and then, the soft down blanket fell on Du Ruo's body lightly. His nerves relaxed unconsciously.

It wasn't until the car stopped in the hotel's underground parking lot that Du Ruo was woken up.

After returning to the hotel room, Du Ruo finally had a chance to read the news just now, but it was not Wen Qi who replied, but a star number that Du Ruo had some impression of.

[Qiqi: If you want to draw a heart, you can draw a heart. Are you so lenient? (Rolling eyes.JPG)/@DR: Why did you draw this heart? 】

Du Ruo vaguely remembered that this seemed to be the last time the rich fan who emptied the shopping cart sent a starlight feed. He clicked on the other party's starlight homepage, flipped to the previous feed, and saw the starlight feed that impressed him.

For a moment, Du Ruo was a little dumb.

Was he... being pissed off by his fans?

It was the first time that Du Ruo experienced such a thing, and she felt a little strange.

Out of curiosity, Du Ruo scrolled up a few more.

Every piece of news on the other party's homepage is related to him, from his filming of "Vertical and Horizontal" to his every schedule, even when Du Ruo has no schedule, the other party will check in on the starlight news——

【Qiqi: Today is the first day Ruoruo didn't post a star update, I miss him】

It can be seen that the other party should be a fan.

Du Ruo's eyes lingered for a moment on the series of "love him", "like him so much" and "mememe".

Well, probably still a female fan.

But after swiping two more, Du Ruo saw a topic in her feed that he was somewhat concerned about.

#temperature#?

Du Ruo has long been popularized by Chu Fang in the group about the classification of fans, such as group fans, Wei fans, CP fans, etc., but he has never paid attention to these. Videos also belong to the content that Du Ruo automatically skimmed.

When "Vertical and Horizontal" became popular before, in order to avoid being contaminated by the marketing method of maliciously speculating on CP, Chen Mo also specially told him not to have much contact with Yin Ming during the promotion period, so as to avoid being used to make excuses , almost equal to tearing #琴玉CP# by hand.

However, it is one thing to know and quite another to actually see.

Du Ruo didn't even need to think about it. When he saw the photo of him and Wen Qi reposted by the other party, and the huge #temperature# topic behind it, he immediately knew the CP referred to by this topic.

The other party knocked on his and Wen Qi's CP?

Du Ruo continued to scroll down a few more pages out of curiosity, and couldn't help feeling how big the fans' brains were.

【Qiqi: Ahhhhhh!This is definitely a treasure picture, the wife who took the picture is superb (Temperature at a glance.JPG)]

Du Ruo remembered that this was a stage photo of the third anniversary concert. During the rehearsal and performance, she didn't have any special feelings about this part, but the atmosphere in the photo was as romantic as Du Ruo himself had to admit.

The photo is full of sex, almost overflowing, making Du Ruo feel the ambiguity of being evenly matched across the screen, and blushes unconsciously.

But when his eyes were on his face, Du Ruo calmed down instantly.

"Ah, how did the fans who took the photo capture this moment..."

Du Ruo, who had regained his composure, continued to scroll down while feeling emotional.

After looking through this fan's star status, Du Ruo silently followed her on the trumpet.

The little heart drawn by Wen Qi was also included by Du Ruo in #温度CP#Knocking candy.

Probably at that time, Wen Qi wanted to draw a heart.

After seeing the CP fan's candy knocking skill, Du Ruo, who couldn't figure out the little heart, neatly divided them all into a pile, put the "little love incident" behind her, and fell asleep with peace of mind.

And at this time, Wen Qi, who was chasing a circle of black people in the car, sent a private message using the Xingguang trumpet.

【Qiqi: Good night. 】

To【Duruo ToTheWorld】

Private letter From【Qiqi】

***

Before the end of the year, Du Ruo ushered in his last scene in the crew of "National Instruments".

Even the same character will change slightly in form and shape over time.

Historically, after two turmoil in prison, Mr. Yan Muqing was finally released from prison, but his health was still not as good as before. The last scene was after he was released from prison for the second time.

Even though the complexion and shape of the face can be modified with makeup, Du Ruo still lost weight further, trying to get as close as possible to the state of Mr. Yan Muqing when he was giving a speech.

Director Xu licked his dry lips, his eyes fell on the field, "Start!"

In the winter afternoon, countless students gathered in the school auditorium, all of them had excited expressions on their faces, and their eyes all focused on the figure on the stage in unison.

The young man on the stage was wearing a white shirt, and the suit was draped empty on him, making him even thinner.

The cuffs of the suit jacket and the edges of the trousers have obvious signs of wear and tear, and the color has faded. It can be seen that they have been worn many times.But this suit was carefully ironed and the tie was carefully tied, which shows that he attaches great importance to this speech.

Yan Muqing.

Just these three words are enough to make countless students willingly flock here and stay quietly in the school auditorium.

In just a few years, Yan Muqing, as a representative of the new school, has become a flying banner. Every article he writes will arouse great discussions in the literary world. "The name is even more legendary.

And when this well-known legendary figure stood on the stage, with his thin figure and too young face, all the students in the audience noticed a fact——

Mr. Yan Muqing, who is well-known in the literary world, is not yet thirty at this time.

Before the speech officially started, Du Ruohu raised his hand, covered it with his sleeve, and coughed twice.Only then did the speech begin.

When Director Xu heard the first cough, sitting behind the camera, his eyes lit up.This small detail added in this paragraph is simply a stroke of magic, the more you touch it, the more flavorful it becomes.

When Du Ruo was reading the script, Mr. Yan Muqing in this scene was almost praised to the altar. He also tried to substitute the part in the script, but even if the role was well defined, there was always something wrong with the performance.

It wasn't until Du Ruo recorded his performance and played it back several times that he suddenly realized where the sense of dissonance lies.

It is the difference between "God" and "man".This scene portrays Mr. Yan Muqing too "tall, big, and complete", and is completely a symbolic character, but this is different from Du Ruo's understanding of Mr. Yan Muqing.

Therefore, Du Ruo's cough made Mr. Yan Muqing on the stage step down from the altar and become a person who occasionally worries and fears, but still firmly walks on the road to his ideal and speaks out.

[Mr. Yan Muqing loudly promoted his ideals on the stage, and passionately talked about his ideas. The students in the entire school auditorium were mobilized by him, and the atmosphere was very good.

But neither Mr. Yan Muqing nor the students in the school auditorium noticed the huge crisis that was quietly approaching. ]

"There are countless wounds, silently corrupting and festering on this land... This is the pain of our generation!"

"but!"

Mr. Yan Muqing glanced at the lively faces in the audience, raised his right hand high, and said impassionedly.

"Young blood will always be endless. As long as the young blood is still there, no matter how many disasters you encounter, no matter how many times you have reached the edge of the cliff, no matter how many times you struggle and mourn, this country will be able to survive once and for all. Standing up again and again..."

"boom--"

There was a loud noise, and screams erupted in the school auditorium.

Blood flowed from his chest, and the young gentleman still maintained the posture of raising his right hand, with a "hoo hoo" sound in his throat, and struggled to spit out the last paragraph——

"...climb to the top!"

The next moment, the figure was in chaos.

crashed down.

"Card!"