After the top flow fans fell off the horse

Xu Shixi turned sideways to make room for the door, and tapped his chin on the sofa in the living room to let them sit first.

Song Rang's eyes followed Xu Shixi's. He lazily wiped his dripping hair, walked to the window and looked down, listening to what the person on the phone was saying.

"Those sailors on the Internet are premeditated. We have already hired the sailors to end the game as soon as possible. Coupled with the fans' control of the field, the popularity of the topic has begun to decline." Cheng Yan was so anxious that he wanted to send it to the hotel The head of the fan who was positioned was twisted, "I am really convinced by this girl, can you use your brain before doing things!"

Xu Shixi said coldly: "Cheng Yan, pay attention to your words."

Although Xu Shixi seldom has a warm attitude towards fans, she actually defends them very much.

Cheng Yan has been with Xu Shixi for five years, so he naturally knows this. Xu Shixi is not a little transparent who has just debuted and is at the mercy of his manager. In his relationship with Cheng Yan, he is the absolute superior.

Even if he didn't like it, Cheng Yan still had to follow the tiger's buttocks, so he could only complain about Xu Shixi: "If you can put the energy of protecting them in private into your usual fan interaction, I should be very popular."

"Since the matter has already happened, it's useless to reprimand her now." Xu Shixi said, "Although she acted improperly, she is not an illegitimate child after all, so she deleted her blog and apologized, so that's it."

Xu Shixi stood in front of the window with his back to Song Rang.

Although his tone was cold, he didn't blame the fans who put him in such a situation. Song Rang couldn't see his expression, he could only see his broad shoulders and the reflection of his dark brown hair under the crystal lights of the hotel. Soft bright aperture.

He is so gentle.

Song Rang couldn't bear to look away.

On the phone, Cheng Yan was still talking about the media and fans gathered downstairs, Xu Shixi planned his chatter, and said directly: "Call the police."

Cheng Yan: "Why are there so many fans of yours?"

Xu Shixi withdrew his gaze and sat on the single sofa next to Song Rang: "I can understand the chance encounter, but chasing him to the hotel on the premise of knowing that it's a private trip, such behavior is no different from illegitimate life."

Song Rang looked at his hand on the armrest of the sofa. The black leather sofa made him extraordinarily white. The hand had distinct joints and prominent wrist bones. The slender index finger tapped the black leather surface one by one. Shi Xi said, "I don't like it very much."

He looked up, and their eyes met.

Xu Shixi's amber eyes were the same as usual, showing no emotion.

Song Rang scratched his fingertips, almost thinking that what Xu Shixi said was that he crossed the line between fans and idols.

He held his respect in his heart, whether he was visiting the class or coming to the hotel, he was invited by Yuan Maojia, so...should...you can't blame him, right?

Xu Shixi hung up the phone, and Song Rang looked at him anxiously, afraid that he would point at him and scold the bastard and kick him out.

He didn't dare to say anything, trying to reduce his sense of existence.

Xu Shixi didn't know that this little fan could make up so much when he answered the phone, so he asked the two of them, "How did you get here?"

"I came up from the parking lot. Fortunately, there is no one in the underground parking lot." Yuan Maojia said.

Xu Shixi glanced at Song Rang, always felt that he was a little different from before on the set, but he didn't think much, and quickly thought about the current situation, he stood up: "I'll change my clothes."

Yuan Maojia is very experienced in this kind of thing, and immediately understood what Xu Shixi meant. He called up the communication page of his mobile phone, and nodded while making a call: "Okay, let me ask Xiao Wenzi where they are, and we will take advantage of the absence of us now." Move quickly, lest no one can leave for a while."

As soon as he dialed the phone, there was a ringing in the corridor, although he couldn't hear it clearly from a distance.

Yuan Maojia quickly looked at Xu Shixi, he hung up the phone, and the ringing in the corridor stopped immediately.

Xu Shixi changed his route to the bedroom and walked towards the door. As soon as the door was knocked, he pulled it open from inside.

Wen Wenxuan raised his hand in the air: "So fast?"

Xu Shixi let them in first.

Yuan Maojia turned around and asked, "Xiao Wenzi, did you come up from the main entrance or from the parking lot?"

Wen Wenxuan put the wine in his arms on the coffee table: "With the posture downstairs, who can come up from the main entrance and count who is the best."

Zhu Wen answered: "Now there are more than a dozen people in the hotel parking lot. They have been staring at the hotel elevator. There are fans and paparazzi."

"It's over." Yuan Maojia leaned back, "It's not easy to slip down now."

Wen Wenxuan opened the curtains and looked down. The fans were still tirelessly holding up Xu Shixi's light board. He could see the bright and large characters clearly on the eighteenth floor.

"If they can't wait for anyone, they will break up by themselves?" He asked.

"That's hard to say," Yuan Maojia shook his finger: "You don't know how persistent these Yuji and these fans can be in order to get a headline."

As he talked, he began to talk about gossip in the circle: "That so-and-so, a second-tier traffic, fans can wait for a day downstairs in the hotel where he stays when participating in the event, no matter the heat or winter, just to be in their brother's commute." It’s time to meet up. Besides, Lao Xu, he has experienced too much of this kind of thing, and the fans downstairs will never leave easily.”

"What about calling the police?"

"The police can't do anything about it. At most, they are here to disperse the crowd, but the police can't keep guarding the hotel entrance. When the police leave, everyone who should come back will come back."

Wen Wen said, "It's not easy to be a star."

Zhu Wen: "Wen Xuan, check how much money you have in your pocket before sympathizing with celebrities!"

"Yes," Yuan Maojia, the celebrity himself, agreed. "An entertainer earns a lot of money, has a high exposure rate, and naturally has heavy social responsibilities. This kind of situation is just a common phenomenon in the entertainment industry."

Wen Wenxuan understood: "It's like I'm bald when typing code."

Yuan Maojia was happy, halfway through the laugh, he glanced at Song Rang from the corner of his eye, and bumped him with his elbow: "Xiao Rang, what's the matter with you, why don't you say anything?"

Song Rang, who worked hard to reduce his sense of existence and not to be kicked out by idols as an illegitimate child, was suddenly caught by a cue, and he whispered, "What are you talking about?"

"Is there something wrong with you?" Yuan Maojia moved to his side, and leaned over to look at his face, "Why are you not excited to see Xu Shixi now? In the morning, you wanted to stick to the old man." On Xu, did you take off your fan after not seeing you for a long time?"

"What's gone?" Xu Shixi's voice came from behind the two of them.

Song Rang looked back and saw Xu Shixi opened the bedroom door and came out.

He changed his clothes and his hair was messy. Hearing Yuan Maojia's words, his eyes fell on Song Rang.

Song Rang watched Xu Shixi, who was falling down, getting closer and closer, and finally stopped behind the sofa, looked at him with lowered eyes, and asked with a frown, "Have you taken off your powder?"

Song Rang jumped up from the sofa and quickly denied: "No, no, no powder."

Xu Shixi went to see Yuan Maojia again, and Yuan Maojia said, "Damn, it's because Xiao Rang is not excited when he sees you, so I just tease him."

"Is it fun to tease him?" Xu Shixi asked.

Yuan Maojia nodded in agreement.

Xu Shixi raised his eyelids: "Then let me tease you too."

"Emmm... No need," Yuan Maojia distanced himself from Song Rang, "Come on, Lao Xu, sit next to your little fan."

Xu Shixi ignored him, and turned to appease Song Rang: "Don't pay attention to him."

Song Rang nodded sharply.

After a pause, he asked again: "But Xu Shixi, what should we do now?"

He was referring to the fans and media downstairs.

Going downstairs rashly at a time like this is definitely not a good choice. Three of the five people present are public figures. Even if Yuan Maojia and Song Rang can lure away the media first, they will not be able to lure away the fans who came to Xu Shixi.

Moreover, during their filming, the two of them appeared together in another hotel, which was enough for netizens and the media to make up N [-]D stories.

"It's okay, just ignore them." Xu Shixi said.

Zhu Wen has already found a few wine glasses and started to pour wine into them: "When Wen Wenxuan and I came up, we had already opened the room, and there are exactly three rooms here in Xixi, you can't go downstairs anyway, so don't think about it now Alright, drink and drink."

Zhu Wen is an alcoholic, and has long been greedy.

Xu Shixi wanted to protect her throat, and she was clear about not drinking alcohol. When she poured the fourth glass, she asked Song Rang, "Little Rangrang, how is your drinking capacity?"

Song Rang shook his head: "I haven't drunk it."

"I remember you were nineteen, right?" Zhu Wen was puzzled, "Haven't you ever had a drink since you grew up?"

Song Rang continued to shake his head.

He doesn't like the smell of alcohol and never drinks.

Zhu Wen tilted the bottle: "Then you have a taste today."

Song Rang wanted to say that he didn't drink, but when he saw Xu Shixi next to him, he was too embarrassed to speak up. Wouldn't it be embarrassing for him to have never drank alcohol at the age of 19?

Zhu Wen is usually good at everything, but when she gets drunk, she shows the dross on the wine table to the fullest. She agreed to let Song Rang taste it, and poured half of the glass with a tilt of her wrist.

Xu Shixi knocked on the wall of the cup: "There are too many."

Zhu Wen: "How much is this? It's not enough for me to eat."

Xu Shixi pushed the wine glass in front of her: "Drink it yourself, Song Rang won't drink it."

Zhu Wen: "How do you know Song Rang doesn't drink?"

Xu Shixi could see Song Rang's hesitant expression just now, he thought Song Rang was embarrassed to reject Zhu Wen, since Song Rang was his fan, he naturally had the responsibility to protect Song Rang, and the people in the room They are all Xu Shixi's friends, so he has the responsibility to take care of Song Rang.

"Do you want to drink?" He asked Song Rang, "If you want to drink, you just want to drink, if you don't want to drink, you don't want to drink, don't be embarrassed to refuse."

Song Rang is really entangled. He doesn't like to drink, but other than him, everyone here is Xu Shixi's friend. If he drinks with Xu Shixi's friends, does it mean that he is also Xu Shixi's friend?

To drink, or not to drink, that is the question.

Xu Shixi glanced at him, held the goblet, and poured all the liquid inside to Zhu Wen, leaving only a small sip in it.

He handed the cup to Song Rang: "If you want to drink, just take a sip."

Song Rang's eyes sparkled, he took the goblet with both hands, and reluctantly said, "Then I'll take a sip."

He thought to himself, this is the wine that Xu Shixi handed over.