Master, don't stop me from being an idol

Three years is enough to change many people and things. Many people are ups and downs in the entertainment industry. No one knows whether a popular star will become a past artist because of a scandal in the next second.

The myth and brilliance of Baijian have been diluted by time, and what appears on the big screens and billboards now is a long-haired man with handsome features and a gentle temperament.

Zhuang Yuezhong noticed this when he came to the other world. Although he observed the other world because of guarding the forbidden area, what he paid attention to was never these superficial things. He just knew that the people in the other world had no aura, and it was a very safe place.

He remembered that Wen Boyu was an actor in another world, and Zhou Jingyuan once told him that actors in another world were not treated like that, but had a very high status.

The billboards around were all about Wen Baiyu, so he must have a very high reputation.

"Huh? It seems that Wen Wen's new drama is on the air."

"Tomorrow night at eight o'clock, I deliberately refused my boyfriend's date, I want to watch a drama at home!"

"When the time comes, remember to use more bullet screens, the aura of our Salted Fish Spiking Group cannot be lost!"

Zhuang Yuezhong heard the conversation between the two girls who passed by. He didn't realize who Wen Wen they were talking about until he saw Wen Baiyu on the phone screen in their hands.

He lifted the invisibility technique and stopped the two girls.

"Stay away, girl."

The two girls were attracted by the deep and melodious male voice, and they didn't realize that Zhuang Yuezhong was calling them. At the same time, they stopped and turned their heads. They saw Zhuang Yuezhong who was wearing a heavy and gorgeous ancient costume with long hair in front of him. The two were stunned.

There are countless handsome guys seen on major video platforms, but they all know that although most of them have good facial features, they rely on makeup and thick filters to achieve their peak appearance.

But the person in front of him is really as described by the ancients, his hair is like ink, his face is like creamy fat, and his eyes are like spots of paint, just like a character walking out of a painting.

Zhuang Yuezhong pointed to the girl's mobile phone screen and asked: "Dare to ask girl, do you know the people on it?"

A girl was stunned for a long time before she came back to her senses. She wiped the non-existent saliva from the corner of her mouth, glanced at her phone nervously and said, "You mean Wen Wen, right?"

Zhuang Yuezhong didn't like people calling Wen Baiyu like that, but he didn't show it on his face, nodded and said, "I want to know how he is."

He wanted to know how Bai Yu had been in the past three years?

The girl misunderstood the meaning of his words, thinking that he didn't understand Wen Baiyu, so she enthusiastically started Amway: "Wen Wen is the best person in the world! He is not only gentle with others, but also good at martial arts, and his acting skills are superb. You can watch it first." Watch a variety show he once recorded, called The Birth of Bean. Believe me, after watching it, you will completely fall in love with him, this treasure in the world!"

"Also, his costume TV series are all big productions, and they are all very good-looking! Then you can add me as a friend, and I will share some of his TV series with you." Another girl took out her mobile phone, saving Amway on the one hand. On the other hand, he wanted the contact information of Zhuang Yuezhong, a super handsome guy.

Zhuang Yuezhong didn't have a mobile phone, and what he heard from the two girls was not the answer he wanted, so he slightly lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Thank you."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left. Another girl persistently wanted his contact information, but she couldn't find him in the crowd.

Zhuang Yuezhong didn't want to attract attention, so he used the invisibility technique again. He stopped in front of a building and looked up to see an advertisement shot by Wen Baiyu playing on a huge screen. Objects he had never seen or understood.

This kind of Wen Boyu is very strange to Zhuang Yuezhong, Wen Boyu is gentle and gentle, always showing respect and hidden love in his eyes when seeing him.

And there seems to be something more in the other world.

Zhuang Yue clenched her hands unconsciously in her wide sleeves. He was timid. He was facing tens of thousands of demon cultivators, and the emotions he had never felt when he was facing a narrow escape, quietly spread from the bottom of his heart at this moment. Come.

He was actually timid, afraid to ask Wen Baiyu face to face if he was really doing well.

……

Another costume drama filmed by Wen Boyu has officially wrapped up. The whole crew has a dinner at a restaurant. Wen Baiyu will never miss such an occasion. In a scene, except for the actors, all the behind-the-scenes workers have put in ten times and a hundred times their hard work , just to show a good effect, compared to them, Wen Baiyu always felt that he had not paid enough.

So in terms of acting skills, he keeps learning and improving, in order to live up to the efforts of these behind-the-scenes.

Wen Baiyu is dedicated to his work and gentle with others. He is a well-known good person in the circle, so everyone likes to stay with him, even if it is to say something innocuous. People who ask Wen Baiyu to drink at dinner parties one after another. Fortunately, Wen Baiyu's cultivator With his physique, wine is like water to him.

"Okay, okay, Bai Yu's body won't be able to take it anymore if he drinks like this." The director couldn't stand it anymore, and quickly dissuaded him.

"Director, I'm fine." Wen Baiyu didn't want to refuse others' kindness.

"You have such a temper!" The director blew his nose and stared at him immediately, and he turned to look at the people holding the wine with fierce eyes, and they immediately went back to their table to eat honestly.

"You drank too much just now, drinking too much will hurt your health, so don't drink anymore." The director has a heart for talent, the younger generation like Wen Boyu is a capable but not impetuous actor Running out.

"Thank you, director." Wen Boyu asked the waiter for a pot of tea and put it beside him.

After the dinner party, Zhou Momo, who was supposed to pick him up at the agreed time, made a mistake and didn't arrive on time.

"There is something wrong with the mangosteen that needs to be resolved." Zhou Momo called to explain to Wen Baiyu.

Wen Boyu asked: "Could it be that he beat up a producer, or broke the props?"

"He beat up the agent. It is said that he saw the other party harassing the actress..." Zhou Momo sighed after speaking, but there was not much anger and annoyance in his words, he was obviously used to it.

Wen Boyu knew the personality of the junior brother. In the past three years, the other party's reputation had risen, but his love of fighting against injustice still cost him some resources. However, in his opinion, what the junior brother did was right, but the way was a little too aggressive.

"Thank you Mo, I will teach him well next time."

"Okay Brother Wen, I've sent someone to drive over to pick you up, you wait another 10 minutes."

"No need." Wen Boyu tugged at the heavy scarf around his neck. It's winter, and no matter how little people wear at the dinner party, they will have to wrap up like rice dumplings when they come out. "I want to go for a walk by myself."

"Then you pay attention to safety." Zhou Momo was absolutely assured of Wen Baiyu, on the contrary, someone made his workload increase all day long.

After finishing the call, Wen Boyu put the phone back into his coat pocket. He put on the scarf to cover most of his face, put his hands in his pockets, and walked slowly on the street.

In the cold late night, there were only a few people on the street, and everyone hurried home, not noticing that the person passing by was a well-known star.

Although Wen Boyu was not drunk for a thousand glasses, his body was gradually warmed up by the alcohol attack. He tore off the scarf that covered his mouth and nose, and when he was about to take off the scarf, a gust of cold wind stirred up the corners of his clothes and the hair tied behind his head.

The cold breath hit his face, which instantly made his consciousness much clearer.

Wen Baiyu's expression changed at this time, what he felt was not just the cold wind, but the familiar breath and spiritual power that he would never forget.

Zhuang Yuezhong appeared in front of his eyes, with golden silk and white clothes, her waist-length black hair fluttering in the wind, her eyes were like stars, and the hidden emotions inside were something Wen Baiyu would never be able to understand.

Wen Baiyu was in a daze, obviously his master hadn't changed at all, but at this moment he felt as if a lifetime had passed.

"Master." Wen Baiyu was about to salute, but Zhuang Yuezhong suddenly came to him and wanted to hold his arm.

Wen Baiyu took a step back faster than Zhuang Yuezhong.

Zhuang Yue threw herself into space again, staring at his empty palm, in a daze for a moment.

Wen Baiyu still bowed, as if nothing happened, lowered his head and asked, "Master, you are here to settle Shen Qingzhi's matter?"

"Yes." Everything Zhuang Yuezhong did was to wipe out Shen Qingzhi, the devil, but he didn't come back just because of this incident. Wen Baiyu in front of him was no different from before, and treated him very respectfully.

But this respect was full of deep alienation, Zhuang Yue's heart was astringent, and even her expression was a little dazed.

Naturally, Wen Baiyu didn't see it, he just said in a calm tone when he got Zhuang Yuezhong's answer: "Master, don't worry, I will put the devil-killing rope on the person Shen Qingzhi possesses, and he will be considered harmful to others in the past three years." It cannot be implemented.”

In the past, Zhuang Yuezhong would have praised Wen Baiyu for doing a good job, but now that Wen Baiyu has lost his fairy bones, he gave him the devil-killing rope to protect Wen Baiyu, and the other party took off the devil-killing rope, perhaps not just to trap Shen Qingzhi , but also to refuse his protection.

A trace of suppressed pain flashed across Zhuang Yuezhong's eyes: "You don't have to go to this point... I never wanted you to deal with Shen Qingzhi."

I never intended to put you in such danger.

Wen Baiyu only regarded Zhuang Yuezhong as disliking him for his incompetence: "I understand that I have always been self-aware, so I have not acted impulsively in the past three years."

Self-knowledge... Zhuang Yuezhong didn't want to see Wen Baiyu despise herself like this, but it was him who led to this situation.

"Don't belittle yourself."

Wen Baiyu raised his head when he heard this, and said with a surprised expression: "Master, why did you say such a thing? This disciple is not belittling himself, but just stating the facts."

The blood on Zhuang Yuezhong's face faded, as if there were countless knives stabbing her heart, and the pain became more and more intense.

Seeing that Zhuang Yuezhong hadn't spoken for a long time, Wen Baiyu thought that it was late at night, and if he didn't go back quickly, Zhou Momo would make the other party worry when he called to ask, so he said: "Master, if you come to another world, you can have a place to live. If you don't have disciples, you can arrange it." A place for you to settle down."

"I have my own residence." Zhuang Yuezhong said lightly.

"Then if the master has nothing else to do, the disciple will leave." The person Wen Baiyu had on top of his heart appeared, and he realized that he was not as happy as when he saw it in his dream.

Perhaps the master in the dream would speak to him gently and accept his wishes frankly.

And this person in front of him is, after all, an existence that he can't wait for.

Seeing that Wen Baiyu was about to leave, Zhuang Yuezhong couldn't help but call out to him: "Baiyu..."

"These years...how have you been?"

Wen Baiyu froze, he even suspected that he had heard wrongly, why would Master ask about his recent situation?

Is he caring about himself?

No, no, he can no longer think about it, he can no longer give himself unnecessary expectations, he no longer wants to taste the pain of shattered hopes.

He respectfully said: "Brother Zhou is taking care of me, everything is fine."

Zhuang Yuezhong didn't believe it at all, even though no one could hurt him in another world, how could he really live well in an unfamiliar place after losing his celestial roots.

Wen Boyu would never use such polite words to perfuse him, after all, it was his own mistakes that broke the other party's heart.

Zhuang Yuezhong really regretted it, he shouldn't have used such a decisive method, let alone let Wen Baiyu bear all this, his thoughts at the time were too naive, he just knew that immortal roots can reshape wine without hesitation Using this method, he didn't think about how Wen Baiyu would feel at all, he just stubbornly believed that after the matter was over, Wen Baiyu would understand him as usual when he knew everything.

"Bai Yu, let's go back to the sect as a teacher."

Wen Baiyu opened his eyes slightly, and said incredulously, "Master, what is the meaning of this?"

"Baiyu, would you like to listen to explain all this to me?" Zhuang Yuezhong knew that she could no longer hide it from Wen Baiyu.

Wen Baiyu frowned and said, "Master, please tell me."

"In the beginning, I found that there were traces of Moxiu stepping into the forbidden area. Although it was not breached, I knew that Moxiu must have discovered another world, so I ordered you and Bai Wenjian to get a treasure. This treasure can strengthen the portal. .”

"But after the treasure was destroyed, I knew that Shen Qingzhi planned it secretly, but Bai Wenjian's death and the destruction of the treasure were a foregone conclusion. At that time, I couldn't prove that it was the work of the demon cultivator. In order not to scare the snake, I took your fairy root Abolish, expel to a relatively safe other world."

I originally planned to ask you to come back to reshape the fairy root after finding out Moxiu's intentions, and eradicate Moxiu together with me, but..."

"But my celestial root can never be reshaped." Wen Baiyu looked up at Zhuang Yuezhong, twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Master, am I right?"

Zhuang Yue closed her eyes again to hide the pain in her eyes, and when she opened her eyes again, she was determined again, and he said: "There must be a way, you go back with me, and I will definitely find the immortal root to help you rebuild it." way."

Wen Baiyu felt a little cold. He didn't know whether it was a cold heart or a cold body. He put on the scarf again and said, "I heard that Master has been in the Library Pavilion for the past three years, and he must be worried about my immortal root. Books are all-encompassing, if you can’t find the answer in Zangshu Pavilion, then it’s the final answer.”

"Master, you don't have to force it, the disciple has obeyed the destiny now."

"You don't have to force a good sentence, just obey the destiny!" Zhuang Yue felt angry again. He hoped that Wen Baiyu would speak ill of him, and even wanted to see Wen Baiyu show hatred and complaints towards him.

But none of this happened. After learning about his plan, Wen Boyu was very calm, as if he was just a completely unrelated outsider.

Zhuang Yuezhong cast a spell to cast a barrier on Wen Baiyu's body: "No matter what you say today, I will take you back!"

Wen Baiyu glanced at the enchantment under his feet, raised his head and said: "Master really wants to forcefully take away the disciple, so the disciple can only obey, but has the master ever thought about how the disciple will treat himself in front of all the juniors if he returns to the sect? "

"I'm afraid I can't even beat an outer disciple right now?"

Wen Boyu's plain questioning made Zhuang Yuezhong's heart bitter, like a knife cutting.

Only then did he realize that he had never considered the problem from Wen Baiyu's point of view, so that now - the water was irreversible.

Zhuang Yuezhong said at a loss: "I will protect you!"

When he was upset, he even used "I" to refer to himself.

Zhuang Yuezhong didn't notice his gaffe, but Wen Baiyu did, and his heart felt sour.

Three years ago, he knew what the master wanted, and it was really because he knew that he couldn't accept it.

He couldn't understand how could he have the heart to hurt someone who loved him?

Later he gave himself the answer, maybe it was because he didn't love enough to be so cruel

Wen Boyu didn't force himself to forget or give up this relationship, he knew that those hundreds of years with his master were the best days in his memory and he wanted to go back the most.

He is willing to spend the rest of his time with his memories.

But now the master reappeared, disturbing his heart that should have been dead.

"Protection? Master, do you know that disciples don't want to be protected by others?" Wen Baiyu used to be most afraid of seeing Zhuang Yuezhong's disappointed eyes and his incompetent reprimand.

So he became the strongest, strong enough to protect everyone, so that he would not be abandoned by the master.

But he was eventually abandoned.

Zhuang Yuezhong's lips trembled, and she said after a long time: "It's my fault for destroying your celestial roots, you go back with me, with the elixir of the sect, you won't die."

Wen Baiyu did not expect that Master would admit his mistake.

But what is wrong with Master?Everything planned by the other party is just to eradicate the devil who harms innocent people.

If he hadn't fallen into the trap designed by Shen Qingzhi, and he didn't know that Master's favorite person was him, then he wouldn't be so difficult to deal with in front of Master.

What he wants is never longevity, and the master he wants will not give him.

Wen Baiyu wanted Zhuang Yuezhong to give up the idea of ​​taking him away. He concealed his entanglement and pain very well, and only a faint sarcasm could be seen on his face: "Master, I wonder if you have heard a saying that is popular in other worlds."

"What?"

Wen Boyu said, "If an apology is useful, what else do the police need to do?"

Zhuang Yuezhong's face turned pale when she heard the words, her lips trembled slightly, and she couldn't say a word.

Wen Baiyu didn't dare to look at Zhuang Yuezhong's expression again, he turned to look up at the sky, and said with a sigh: "After coming to another world, I seldom look at the moon again, because I have a lamp in my hand to illuminate the sky. on my way to the moon."

That light was given to him by fans.

"Master may not understand what I'm talking about, but what I want to say is that I have decided to stay in another world and become an idol. To me, Ming Yuezong is like everything that happened in the previous life."

"No, I won't allow it!" How could Zhuang Yuezhong just watch Wen Baiyu continue to stay in another world, where spiritual energy is scarce, and Wen Baiyu would die in less than a hundred years, turning into bones and lifeless.

He directly condensed a mass of spiritual energy, wanting to take Wen Baiyu back to the sect directly.

Wen Baiyu was extremely disappointed when he saw this: "Master never asks me if I want to."

Would you like to be abolished immortal root?Would you like to take refuge in another world?Are you willing to return to the sect?

Zhuang Yue's heart was in a mess: "I will give you whatever you want when I go back!"

Wen Baiyu immediately said, "Then I want to stay here."

"Anything else is fine." Zhuang Yuezhong insisted.

Wen Baiyu snorted slightly mockingly. Even though Zhuang Yuezhong knew it was wrong, he really couldn't take Wen Baiyu away if he didn't use strong methods.

If he didn't try to fight for it, he would really lose Wen Baiyu completely.

Wen Baiyu raised his hand, holding the Moon Companion Sword glowing with silvery white light.

Zhuang Yuezhong thought he was going to resist, but he didn't take out a weapon to confront him. No matter what Wen Baiyu did now, it would be futile.

A cold light flashed, only to see that Wen Baiyu's sword light was not pointing at the barrier, but behind him.

The long sword chopped off Wen Baiyu's long hair tied behind his head, all the ink-like strands broke and fell to the ground.

Zhuang Yuezhong was completely stunned in place, his mind went blank, and his calm and self-sustained face showed a panic that he had never seen before.

He walked over quickly, and collected all the strands of hair that fell on the ground into his palm.

"What are you doing?" Zhuang Yuezhong's lips trembled, her mind was in turmoil, "Do you know what you are doing?!"

"I know, how could I not know..." The whites of Wen Baiyu's eyes were bloodshot, as if blood would overflow in the next second, those gray eyes that were always gentle were full of sadness and despair.

Even though he has lived in another world for many years, he always thinks in his heart that his body and hair are his parents, and he absolutely cannot cut off his long hair.

But all his persistence and stubbornness seemed ridiculous when he learned that Zhuang Yuezhong knew that his celestial root could not be rebuilt, and wanted to forcefully take him back to the sect.

"Master, short hair is a crime of disrespect, you want to punish me?"

Zhuang Yuezhong looked at him, unable to utter a word of reproach.

Wen Baiyu laughed miserably: "What can Master punish me? Now that I'm just a cripple, how can I be punished more painfully than what I'm doing now?"

Wen Baiyu backed away, and Zhuang Yuezhong's barrier disappeared because of the confusion.

He was about to re-establish the barrier when he heard Wen Baiyu say: "The number one disciple of Mingyue Sect is dead."

After hearing these words, the aura in Zhuang Yuezhong's hands dissipated, and his eyes were covered with a layer of watery light.

"I'm just a mortal in another world now." Wen Boyu, who had cut off her long hair and wore short hair, was wearing clothes from another world, completely getting rid of her past appearance.

He turned around, the movement was urgent and flustered.

He didn't dare to look at Zhuang Yuezhong's expression, he was afraid that if he saw it, his strong indifference would collapse.

He admits that he is extremely incompetent, so incompetent that he has been looking for reasons for everything the other party has done, and wants to use this to excuse himself and forgive the other party.

But no matter how to forgive, Wen Baiyu's heart ached sharply and spread all over his body.

It's him who hurts...how can he forgive?

He was riddled with wounds, and he was in pain for countless days and nights.

But he still wants to live, waiting for an explanation, waiting for a hope of living.

It's all waiting now.

"Master, this is the last time I will call you that."

"Cutting off the will, you and I will cut off all kindness and justice from now on."