Master, don't stop me from being an idol

Wen Baiyu slowly opened his eyes, the gray eyes without a trace of brilliance, as if shrouded in a faint gray mist.

"Ahem!" The windows of the room were closed tightly, and only faint light came in.

Wen Boyu's face was sickly pale, with a tinge of blue under his eyelids, he couldn't remember how long he had been in the room.

There were bursts of stinging pain from the knife wound on his back, but Wen Baiyu was already numb from the pain, and he would no longer cry out for pain like before.

He's caused enough trouble for the General, now it's just a matter of patience.

Wen Baiyu heard the sound of the door opening, and the cool wind that entered the room in an instant blew on his face, making him very comfortable.

"General." Wen Baiyu called out in dismay.

Mo Zhaojin came over and looked at Wen Baiyu's expression condescendingly, his brows furrowed, and he asked with a hint of irritability, "Does your wound still hurt?"

Wen Baiyu didn't want Mo Zhaojin to worry, he shook his head and said, "General, I don't feel pain."

When he said this, he was sweating, and his chapped lips were pale and pale.

Mo Zhaojin knew that it wasn't that he didn't feel pain, but that he knew how to hide the pain.

An ordinary person would be moved by this considerate behavior, but Mo Zhaojin didn't want such a result. He pursed his lips into a line, bent over and reached out to press Wen Baiyu's shoulder, and pretended to press it casually.

His action touched Wen Baiyu's wound, but Wen Baiyu was extremely patient, so he just frowned, pretending to be normal, and said, "General, what's wrong?"

Mo Zhaojin stared at him for a while, as if thinking of some way, he said, "Recently Lu Yu always appears near the General's Mansion."

Lu Yu was a shadow that Wen Baiyu couldn't get rid of all his life, as expected, he finally showed fear after hearing it.

Seeing this, Mo Zhaojin knew what he should do, but he just said gently on the face: "Don't worry, I will make people strengthen their vigilance, and he will not break into the general's mansion like last time."

On the day he finished speaking, Lu Yu sneaked into the General's Mansion.

When the door opened, Wen Baiyu thought it was Mo Zhaojin, so he called General in a weak voice.

However, there was no response. The wind at the door kept blowing into the house. Wen Baiyu finally noticed something was wrong, because the general would never keep the door open at all. He turned his head, only to see the familiar figure standing at the door , his face panicked, and he was about to call for help, but he didn't expect his voice to be very weak because he was too weak.

Lu Yu strode over. Seeing Wen Boyu's miserable state, his eyes were burning with anger. He grabbed the other's arm, pulled him up and said, "Are you an idiot!"

Wen Boyu didn't talk to him, the other party used to insult him a lot, and he was used to being silent.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Lu Yu became even angrier: "The knife I stabbed you with was not fatal. I heard that Mo Zhaojin took care of you every day, feeding you medicine and bandaging you. Then you didn't think about why you were so fast. It's been a month, and your wound is not only not healed, but even worse?"

"Do you know that the wound behind you is still bleeding!"

Wen Baiyu didn't understand the deep meaning behind Lu Yu's words, he just stared at him fiercely and said, "This is all caused by you."

He is cowardly by nature, but since the days when he was injured, he has been tortured by pain every day. When he saw Lu Yu, the pain turned into hatred. He said everything he wanted to say. If Lu Yu could give him a good time, it would be for him is a relief.

But Lu Yu didn't hit him as he imagined, his expression was very complicated, but it wasn't angry, he turned his head, turned around after a while and said: "Do you still remember that I told you that Mo Zhaojin About his little boy?"

Wen Baiyu didn't understand why Lu Yu kept mentioning that person over and over again.

Lu Yu said: "Once Mo Zhaojin wanted to marry that young man to come in, but Master Mo and Mrs. Mo could not change his decision even if they tried to force him to die."

Wen Baiyu opened his eyes wide, his eyes were full of disbelief, but why did Lu Yu make up these lies to deceive him?

"That boy probably loved Mo Zhaojin." Lu Yu sneered, "Later, an assassin infiltrated the general's mansion, and that boy was said to have died protecting Mo Zhaojin, but don't you think it's strange? "

"Mo Zhaojin is highly skilled in martial arts. He killed the assassin who sneaked into the mansion. Since he can kill the assassin, why did he let that young man block the knife for him?"

Wen Baiyu moved his lips, trying to defend Mo Zhaojin.

At this time Lu Yu said: "I wanted to take you away that day and you refused. I was in a hurry, but my knife was aimed at Mo Zhaojin. He was five steps away from me and saw me rushing towards me holding the knife. , but he never pushed you away from the beginning to the end, or reminded you, do you know why?"

Wen Baiyu shook his head, fear arose in his heart: "You go, I don't want to hear it!"

Lu Yu grabbed his arm tightly and said: "Because Mo Zhaojin has a quirk, he likes to look at other people's painful expressions. All his soldiers know about it. They used to torture captives back then. Now that they are back, the world is peaceful. The enemy's prisoners let him torture, and he can only lie to you, a fool who is willing to pay for it, to torture for pleasure."

Wen Baiyu showed extreme pain in his eyes. All kinds of abnormalities of Mo Zhaojin these days appeared in his mind, which were actually so obvious, but he was unwilling to face it, because he didn't understand what he would face if this dream ended. What kind of reality would that be.

"Follow me." Lu Yu turned around and wanted to carry Wen Baiyu back, but the latter suddenly broke out, pushed him away, stared at him and asked, "Why did you tell me this on purpose and take me with you?" Go? What do you want to do?"

"I..." Lu Yu was always eloquent, but he couldn't say a complete sentence at this time.

"I don't want to leave, if you come here, kill me." Wen Baiyu's heart was ashamed, "Anyway, you wanted to kill me a long time ago."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Lu Yu ignored Wen Baiyu's struggle, carried him on his back and walked out. As soon as he stepped out of the room, his expression changed, and he took a step back involuntarily.

In front of him was Mo Zhaojin who had been standing there for who knows how long, the expression on his face was as calm as when Lu Yu appeared that night.

Lu Yu realized something at this time, he said: "You did it on purpose, right?"

Lu Yu struggled all the way from childhood to adulthood, with only a little disordered fisting skills, how could he be able to sneak into the general's mansion twice in a row without being discovered by others, there is only one possibility, and it was Mo Zhaojin's instruction.

Mo Zhaojin ignored Lu Yu, he looked at Wen Baiyu who had his eyes closed and asked, "Boyu, does your wound hurt?"

Wen Baiyu opened his eyes, and there was a trace of expectation in his eyes. He said: "General, the things Lu Yu said are not true, right? He just told lies to deceive me."

Mo Zhaojin shook her head: "No, everything he said is true."

"...Why did you lie to me?"

Mo Zhaojin showed a very light smile: "I like to fool you around, I want to see you in pain."

"You fucking shut up!" Lu Yu shouted angrily. At this moment, he felt wetness coming from his shoulders, his heart skipped a beat, and he turned his head to look.

Mo Zhaojin was stunned, but soon his eyes showed excitement and obsession.

Big tears flowed from Wen Baiyu's eyes. He felt it was difficult to breathe, and he clutched Lu Yu's clothes tightly. He couldn't even tell whether it was because of the back injury or the aching heart.

Lu Yu just wanted to take Wen Baiyu away quickly. When he ran away, Mo Zhaojin didn't stop him, but said after the two figures ran away a few steps: "I will go find you."

These words reached Wen Baiyu's ears, and he knew that the other party's words were meant for him.

The opponent's goal has been achieved, and now he is in pain.

Lu Yu sent Wen Boyu to the hospital, and the other party carelessly laid him flat on the bed and said, "You wait for me, that damned doctor ran away when he saw me, I'll catch him back."

Wen Baiyu shed tears silently, looked at the ceiling without saying a word.

Seeing his appearance, Lu Yu's tone became humble: "From now on... I won't hurt you again, I will take you out of here after your injury is healed, and I have something to say to you."

He left these words and hurried out.

Wen Baiyu's tears seemed to have run out, all thoughts were lost in his heart, and he recalled the long and painful days in his mind.

He suddenly closed his eyes and said coldly, "It's all the same."

Like him, you just want to torture me.

People say karma retribution, but I don't know where my cause is?

What did I do wrong to reap the consequences?

Wen Baiyu took out a hairpin, which was given to him by Mo Zhaojin when he went shopping with him before.

He has always cherished it and was reluctant to take it with him.

Looking at the hairpin, Wen Baiyu suddenly smiled bitterly and said, "I woke up from the dream."

After a while, Lu Yu opened the curtain, walked in and said, "Bai Yu! I've found him..."

His voice stopped abruptly, the blood on his face faded, he staggered and ran over to kneel beside the bed, his trembling hands did not dare to touch Wen Baiyu at all.

With the hairpin stuck in Wen Baiyu's chest, there was no trace of pain on his face, as if he was asleep.

The hairpin penetrated deeper into his heart than the knife that Lu Yu stabbed into his body that day.

"Open your eyes and look at me... talk to me!" Lu Yu was at a loss like a child.

But Wen Boyu would never give him an answer.

"I haven't told you what I want to say to you." Lu Yu's heart ached. At this moment, a voice deep in his heart told him that Wen Baiyu never wanted to hear anything he said.

Mo Zhaojin soon heard about this matter, and when he came to the hospital, his expression changed slightly when he saw the dead Wen Baiyu.

Lu Yu rushed over to beat him up, but was easily dodged by Mo Zhaojin.

Mo Zhaojin didn't look happy, he seemed a little puzzled, and asked the dead Wen Baiyu: "Aren't you in pain? I treat you like this?"

Wen Boyu's expression seemed to be answering him, both love and hatred had dissipated.

Lu Yu clenched his fists and said, "He loves you, is that why you treat him like this?"

Mo Zhaojin turned to look at him: "Love? What is love? Like you have been torturing and destroying him since childhood, is this love?"

Lu Yu was speechless for a moment.

Mo Zhaojin sneered: "As long as he is promising, he should kill you."

"What about you? Are you satisfied with his death?" Lu Yu asked not to be outdone.

Mo Zhaojin was silent for a long time, he looked at Wen Baiyu, and then said softly: "You bring the hairpin I gave you, it's so pretty."

After the filming ended, Wen Baiyu, who was lying dead on the bed, sat up.

Lu Yu was frightened by his movement, so he glanced at him angrily and said, "You fraudulent corpse, but is it really okay for us to shoot like this?"

Mo Zhaojin asked: "Is there anything wrong?"

"What we filmed is a tragedy, why do I feel that my role will be scolded to death by fans." Lu Yu expressed his concern.

Mo Zhaojin smiled and said: "Tragedies are more memorable. You don't have to worry about the fans. They will only scold you for this role and will not promote you. After the feature film is broadcast this time, our names will be high on the screen." Hot search for the last day."

Lu Yu twitched his lips and said, "Why do I feel like you are saying that our corpses will be hung on the city wall to dry in the sun? Hey, the first play in my life was to play such a beast. character of."

"Very good." Wen Boyu said, before Lu Yu could get angry, he continued, "Won't the audience remember you deeply?"

It seems to be right, Lu Yu's dissatisfaction dissipated all at once. After all, in this circle, no matter what method is used, as long as the audience remembers it, it is halfway to success.

They were getting better in the later stage, and they finished filming faster than other groups. When they were resting, the program group told them that they would do a live interview to increase the popularity of the program.

Wen Boyu immediately searched for videos of other celebrities being interviewed.

Mo Zhaojin noticed that he was watching the interview video, thought he was nervous, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, they will only ask some ordinary and simple questions, you don't need to be too nervous."

Wen Baiyu nodded, and he said, "I'd better get ready first."

Mo Zhaojin said: "Speaking of preparation, you should give your fan club a unified title."

Wen Boyu asked suspiciously, "What's your name?"

Mo Zhaojin said: "Artists generally give their fan groups uniform nicknames. For example, I call my fans dolls, because I like dolls."

Lu Yu raised his chin and said, "I named my fans Tunnel."

Mo Zhaojin asked curiously, "Why is it called the tunnel?"

Lu Yu said proudly, "Because I think the feeling when driving into the tunnel is very cool!"

Wen Boyu summed up their experience and said: "So it's best for the fan's name to be one you like, right?"

"It's almost like this, but it's better to have a moral and be positive." Mo Zhaojin said.

"I see. Let me think about it." Wen Boyu said.

The official live broadcast time was announced to the audience in advance. When the live broadcast room opened, a large number of bullet screens had already been uploaded.

"I heard that they finished filming today, and they should be able to watch the feature film soon!"

"I'm still waiting to see the ending of Wen Wen's love story."

Because it is a live interview, the host will randomly select questions from the audience in the barrage to ask questions. The first interviewees are Lu Yu and Mo Zhaojin, and their answers in the interview are relatively official and impeccable.

Soon he arrived at Wen Baiyu. He changed from his blood-stained costume to casual clothes, with a ponytail, and he looked very refreshed.

The host smiled at him and said, "Now we are live broadcasting, let's say hello to your fans."

Wen Boyu nodded towards the camera and said, "Hello."

There are a bunch of bullet screens, hello, refresh the screen.

"Now everyone can ask questions as much as they want, and I will choose the top few with the highest like rate to ask Wen Daxia."

"Let's take a look at the first question... ouch." The host showed an ambiguous expression, "This is the highest number of likes so far, and it's asking Bai Yu what is your ideal type?"

ideal type.Wen Boyu's brain started to run wildly, and he remembered the meaning of this word - his expectations and requirements for his future partner.

At this time, a familiar figure had already appeared in his mind, and he said: "My ideal type is to hope that he has long hair..."

"It's over, I was eliminated, bald girls don't deserve love."

"Unconsciously touched my hair, brother looked at me!"

"I'm going to have long hair from today on."

Wen Baiyu continued: "Then he is older than me."

"Wen Wen likes mature sisters!"

"Isn't the double ponytail loli delicious?"

"Cute is nothing compared to sexy!"

"His martial arts are very powerful. Although he doesn't talk much, there is nothing he can't do in the world." Wen Baiyu fell into the memories of the past while talking. "

The barrage began to gradually turn into rows of ellipses.

"...I feel that Wen Wen is not talking about his ideal type, but looking for a brother, and the next second he said that the two of them are going through the rivers and lakes hand in hand."

"Is it too late for me to start learning martial arts at the age of 19?"

The host felt that this topic must be skipped as soon as possible. He coughed twice and said, "As expected of our Hero Wen, the ideal type is really different. Let's look at the next question."

"The next question is how did Wen Wen feel when he acted for the first time?"

Wen Boyu said: "Acting is a very special thing. It can make you a completely different person and experience a different life. I enjoy it very much when performing."

The host said: "Then you are very suitable to be an actor, then I have to ask for the fans, can you accept kiss scenes and bed scenes?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Baiyu's eyes suddenly became sharp, which made him a little scared.

The fans who watched through the camera only felt that Wen Boyu's eyes were quite handsome.

If the host had been his junior, Wen Baiyu would have taught him a lesson long ago, and he said sternly, "Men and women don't know each other."

After he finished saying this, he suddenly thought of something, and added dryly: "Both men and women can't kiss each other."

"Hahahahaha! Wen Wen is too rigid! Just refuse to accept the emotional scene!"

"Although I'm a bit disappointed, I actually don't want to see Wen Wen play those brainless domineering presidents. To be honest, I'm sick of seeing it."

"More costume dramas! I can do modern crime-solving dramas!"

The host felt that although Wen Boyu's answer to the question was a bit unexpected, it would bring a good response to the show. He then asked, "A fan wants to ask if you really can't sing."

Wen Boyu couldn't learn to appreciate modern songs until now. He nodded and said: "It's true that I'm not good at it, but if I need to sing someday, I will learn it a few days in advance like singing birthday songs."

"So did you learn the birthday song a few days in advance? I seem to understand how Wen Wen's singing skills are."

"Why is there a strange sense of joy when I think of that picture."

The host continued to ask: "When will you officially film a movie?"

Wen Boyu replied: "At present, this is the first movie I officially filmed, and you will be able to see it soon."

Host: "Would you like salty mooncakes or sweet mooncakes?"

Wen Boyu: "I eat when I'm hungry."

Host: "Then what do you usually like to do? Do you have any hobbies?"

Wen Baiyu thought for a while and said, "Currently I like to read trending news on Weibo. If I like it, I used to like to practice martial arts, but now I don't need it."

"Understood, we need to talk more on Weibo, Wen Wen will definitely see it!"

"Wen Boyu: I don't know how to practice kung fu because I have already beaten all the invincible players in the world (light a cigarette)"

The host smiled when he saw this question and said, "A fan asked you, did you grow up eating cute when you were so cute?"

Wen Baiyu was stunned. He thought about it in his mind for a long time but couldn't figure out what cuteness was. He hadn't seen this word before, so he could only ask what cuteness was.

"Wen Wen hasn't eaten cute food before! My heart aches!"

"Buy him quickly! Immediately!"

The barrage immediately filled the screen, and the host hurriedly asked the staff to buy cutlery. Wen Baiyu took it over and unwrapped the wrapping paper, took a bite, and the icy sweetness made his eyes shine: "It's delicious, but I'm sorry Didn't grow up eating it."

"How much money I'll give you, I'll pay ten times more for you, Mai Xuanfeng!"

"Wen Wen is so cute, ah, I'm dead!"

Host: "There is another question for fans, which game do you like to play? This is still an optional question, eat chicken glory sword three warm."

The host also thoughtfully showed Wen Baiyu the promotional videos of the four game videos.

After reading it, Wen Boyu said: "I'm usually busy so I don't play games. If I have time in the future, I might try Nuan Nuan."

It was the first time for the host to hear a male artist talk about playing Nuan Nuan, and he asked in surprise, "Why did you choose Nuan Nuan?"

"Because it's not a fighting game." Wen Baiyu was already tired of the life of fighting demon cultivators day after day in the world of cultivating immortals.

"Wen Wen actually likes raising a daughter!"

"Father Wen, you don't need a daughter who can be cute and make money!"

"Sisters, wake up, this means that we have no chance to interact with Wen Wen at all!"

The host looked at the time and asked the last question: "Now you have a very large number of fans, have you ever thought about giving your fan group a name?"

coming!Wen Boyu said with a very serious expression: "I've already thought about it."

The host asked curiously, "What is it?"

The audience in the barrage was also looking forward to it. As a fan, Tian Xiu even opened Weibo, ready to change her name after Wen Wen Baiyu finished saying it.

Wen Boyu: "I plan to collectively call them salted fish."

host:"?"

Barrage:"???"

The host was stunned for ten seconds before reacting: "Why is it called salted fish?"

Wen Boyu seemed to be waiting for his question, and he immediately took out his phone and pointed to the screen to show him: "This is a picture I found on the Internet."

The host saw that it was an emoji package. On it was a salted fish stabbing another salted fish with a bamboo, and there was a line of black words below: Eat my salted fish stab.

"Is there any moral in it?"

Wen Boyu said a little excitedly: "The character I filmed this time is a cowardly person who is afraid to face many things, so I hope that my fans will be like this salted fish. Raise the powerful weapon in your hand when it is difficult, face it, and bravely uphold the ideal we insist on, justice."

The host was silent. He felt that what Wen Boyu said was very righteous, but would fans of Amy accept the name Xianyu?

He glanced at the screen, and was surprised to find that almost everyone's profile pictures in the barrage had turned into salted fish.

"Salted Fish Spikes Assemble!"

"What a good salted fish, strong and delicious :)"

"Support positive energy!"

Tian Xiu wept silently in her heart. She changed her Weibo name to the captain of the Salted Fish Assassination Team, and changed her avatar to a tearful salted fish.

The idol who is a fan of himself will be a fan for a lifetime if his teeth are broken!