After being dressed as cannon fodder O, they offered their knees

Wen Baixu choked.

Watching the girl behind roll up her arms and sleeves to touch her.

The top executives of the fan support club are all in contact with the artist assistant team.

In many cases, the team directly notifies the support club of some activities, and then the support club organizes support.

So Wen Baixu actually knew this girl, not very well, but he must have met this girl more than once.

Now this girl with eyes full of herself climbed the wall with a click.

Still in front of him.

Wen Baixu didn't dare to attack the fans, and was about to say something to ease the atmosphere, when the girl suddenly laughed.

Wen Baixu also grinned and opened his mouth. However, he realized belatedly that the girl didn't seem to be smiling at him?

He followed the girl's line of sight, only to see Lou stop making a pen refill with his hand and just retract it.

Wen Baixu: "..."

Where's my knife? Where's my knife? !

The two communicated with gestures as if no one was there, Wen Baixu shook his head, looked down at Lou Ting, "What are you doing?"

This makes you happy.

Lou Ting sat back down again, facing Wen Baixu's questioning, he said lightly, "I'm interacting with my fans."

Wen Baixu: "???"

Fuck me!

Damn—I can't even refute? !

【Ha ha ha ha!Laughing, yes Mr. Wen, stop interacting with his fans, why are you so angry? 】

[Teacher Wen is facing Waterloo in his career, I'm really afraid that I'll stop on stage to accept the award for a while and fight with him. 】

[Don't worry, I can't fight, have you looked at the one next to Tingting?Bring bodyguards. 】

【Grass!God TM bodyguard, how rich do you have to hire the richest man in the empire to be your bodyguard? 】

……

Lou Ting just asked Wen Baixu, and he replied, honestly, seeing Wen Baixu staring at him and not speaking, he went through the process thoughtfully and said, "Mr. Wen, it's time to present the award."

Later, the organizers were anxious to pick the stage.

If he didn't go up, the circle of colored lights outside would almost be extinguished by him.

Wen Baixu said, "Don't leave after a while."

Lou Ting nodded, and obediently said, "Good teacher Wen, I'll wait for you at the alley behind the show."

[Let, don't leave after school? 】

[Well, it smells like a school bully. 】

Wen Baixu returned to the stage, looked at the name on the hand card, and said: "I won't watch the big screen. I have wasted the time watching the big screen. Let's directly announce who the winner is now."

In fact, this award can be seen on the rankings of music software. He asked him to stop when playing on the big screen, not to keep suspense, but purely to fill in the time.

After all, the award ceremony is as boring as going through the motions.

Wen Baixu cleared his throat, "The winner of the Popularity Award is—the singer-songwriter Lou Ting who snatched the president of my fan club in front of me and also refills with the president of the fan club!"

Barrage:【? ? ? 】

[Good guy, this prefix hahahaha! 】

[Wen Baixu: I'm not angry at all, and I'm not inked at all. 】

Not only in the live broadcast room, but also the audience present laughed out loud at Wen Baixu's series of prefixes.

The incident just now was deliberately emphasized by Wen Baixu, which made it even more ridiculous.

Many people laughed and lay down in the arms of their companions.

Wen Baixu let out a sigh of satisfaction, and said, "Now I will present the Most Popular Newcomer Award."

Lou Ting stood up and walked up the side steps.

Wen Baixu wasn't angry in his heart, but on the surface he pretended to be quite jealous of him, and when he saw him come up, he hummed twice, "Do you have any acceptance speeches?"

Wen Baixu stuffed the trophy into Lou Ting's arms, raised his head proudly, "If you don't have one, you can go down."

"Okay." Lou Ting turned and left with the trophy in hand.

"Oh no!" Wen Baixu hurriedly stopped him, relying on his acceptance speech to delay time, and he didn't expect Lou Ting to leave as soon as he said it, "There are so many fans who follow you, you have to say something to them."

As he spoke, Wen Baixu pointed the microphone at the auditorium and asked, "Is that right? Fans in the building?"

"right!!!"

"Ahh! Tingbao! Tingbao say a few words! Mama wants to hear it!"

Seeing the resurgent scene, Wen Baixu withdrew the microphone contentedly, but he saw something out of the corner of his eye, and he took the microphone and shouted angrily: "Why are you shouting so loudly over there holding my fan card?! You are shouting louder than Lou!" Fans are loud!"

"Hahahahaha!"

There was another burst of laughter at the bottom, Wen Baixu was so angry that he wanted to throw the microphone down, it was so funny.

A fan also realized that he was wrong, and immediately put down Lou Ting's support stick.

When Wen Baixu saw it, he said, "Hey, that's right."

However, as soon as the words fell, the fans put down the cheering sticks and took off the fan badges tied to their wrists with both hands free, waving a cheering stick in each hand.

Wen Baixu: "..."

"Hahahaha! Wen Baixu's fans are too funny!"

"My mother, I laughed until tears came out."

"Don't blame the fans for not being human, blame Teng Ting for being too attractive."

Lou stopped amidst the audience's 'haha', and asked, "Brother Wen, should I still say it?"

Wen Baixu waved his hand, and sat down next to the Lou Ting award platform, "Hurry up and finish talking, hurry me down!"

The improvised platform, which was not very stable, did not shake even after being pressed down by Wen Baixu. Lou Ting saw Wen Baixu's small movements in his eyes.

He picked up the microphone and said, "Brother Wen is in a hurry, so let's make a long story short?"

"Actually, I was very surprised to get this award. I can't sing well, and I'm not a professional singer. Thank you very much for your support."

"I will participate in the show because I have a contract and the liquidated damages are too high, so I came to participate."

"I'm really not suitable for singing."

Lou Ting held up the trophy with a smile and said, "But... I will take your expectations and work hard on the road of singing, and I will live up to you and my youth."

Hearing the cheers from the fans, Lou Ting put away the trophy and planned to go down.

Wen Baixu quickly said: "Don't go, the next one is also yours."

Lou Ting: "...?"

So, Lou Ting went on stage once and brought down three trophies.

---

In general music festivals, there are appearances, performances and other awards.

You can leave directly after taking the trophy.

Lou Ting took three at a time, but he didn't leave, but sat back in the auditorium.

Lou Ting didn't prepare a show, and he didn't leave just because he had made an appointment with Wen Baixu just now to meet in the audience, not for a fight. Wen Baixu had sacrificed a lot to resolve a crisis in a joking way after such a long day of trouble today.

Wen Baixu didn't take the initiative to mention it, but as a junior, Lou Ting should be the one who took the initiative.

"Is this the first trophy you have won in your acting career?" He Yunzhou asked Lou Ting as he took out the first trophy slip he had received.

"It doesn't count." Lou Ting said, "I already won many trophies when I debuted when I was young."

He Yunzhou thought about it, "Then this is your first trophy when you come back."

"Yes." Lou Ting saw that He Yunzhou was so persistent in adding special meaning to this trophy, so he understood his thoughts, and said with a smile, "You can keep the trophy, my number one, and you will always be there."

He Yunzhou paused the hand holding the trophy, and quickly glanced at Lou Ting's waist bound by his shirt when he heard the words, nodded in Lou Ting's blank eyes in affirmation.

Lou Stop: "???"

Then break the driving leg.

The award ceremony is proceeding step by step, and many famous company executives and celebrities in the circle have been invited to present the awards.

Lou Ting didn't recognize many people.

Near him, several people had already received their trophies and left.

As the ceremony wore on, the crowds became smaller and smaller.

Lou Ting didn't have to worry about whether he and He Yunzhou whispered in the live broadcast.

After going this far, people are almost gone, who cares whether you are respectful or not.

He Yunzhou's shoulders sank, he turned his head to look, and happened to be able to see Lou Ting's slender eyelashes, he asked, "Tired?"

Lou Ting shook his head, then nodded again, not because he was tired, but because he had been sitting for about four hours.

Painful backache.

After fully marking, He Yunzhou could keenly sense Lou Ting's emotions every time.

He took the clothes on the side and covered Lou Ting's body.

"Hot." Lou Ting didn't want to wear it so thick, he grabbed the fur collar and was about to take it off, but felt that He Yunzhou was massaging him.

Lou Ting blinked, and sat down by He Yunzhou's side.

At the beginning, the focus was on Lou Ting. According to the appearance rate of the shots, the next shots basically missed Lou Ting.

After all, with so many people present, everyone must have a chance to appear on the scene, and he can't all be allowed to come.

So Lou Ting relaxed unscrupulously.

Besides, with clothes covering him, they would only think he was sleeping when they saw him.

When the midfield stopped, Wen Baixu took a look at this side, and seeing Lou Ting leaning against He Yunzhou's shoulder with his eyes closed and motionless, he smiled and said, "Hey, who is this, why are you sleeping—— "

The voice stopped abruptly.

He Yunzhou raised his eyes and a sharp eye flew over, Wen Baixu shut up immediately.

Wen Baixu laughed, and changed the subject without hesitation, "Sleeping is a good way to recover energy when people feel tired. Teacher Yan, don't you think so?"

He Yunzhou ignored him, rearranged the clothes on Lou Ting's body, and continued to massage him.

[Don't be cowardly, you!Awen, you go!You bite him for me! 】

[Fuck, I really love this look, is this the overlord?I also want to have such a man protect me when I sleep. 】

[Brother Grass, you Alpha, are you talking fart? 】

……

Lou Ting was indeed asleep.

Originally, he wanted to rely on to take a rest, so he closed his eyes unconsciously, even more unconscious when he was asleep.

He didn't know anything about what happened while he was sleeping.

The awards ceremony was drawing to a close, and Lou Ting woke up at the end of the show.

He Yunzhou was also relieved to see him open his eyes. Just now he struggled with the princess hold and the baby support for a long time, but now that Lou Ting woke up, he didn't have to carry it out.

"Is it cold?" I feel cold just after waking up.

Lou Ting gave a hutch, rubbed his eyes and watched the performance on the stage that had already begun to finish.

"ended?"

"Yeah." He Yunzhou said, "Go backstage to find Wen Baixu?"

"Let's go." Lou Ting stood up and stretched his waist. Looking back, the auditorium also began to disperse people.

Lou Ting said, "Go and see if Mr. Wen is gone."

"it is good."

Although the people in front have already started to disperse.

But there are still many people behind the scenes.

Many staff members are doing the finishing touches.

Busy feet do not touch the ground.

In contrast, Wen Baixu who has a personal dressing room is much more relaxed.

When Lou stopped in, he was taking off his makeup.

"Miss Wen, I'm sorry to trouble you today."

Wen Baixu waved his hands, but couldn't look up due to makeup removal, and said, "It's okay, it should be."

Just after finishing speaking, Wen Baixu changed the subject and said, "But it's a real thing that you robbed me of the president of my support club. I don't care. You have to compensate me. This matter can't be solved without a hot pot meal."

Lou Ting asked with a smile, "Which one is okay in the suburbs?"

"to make!"

---

"Although sending milk tea is a good thing, but today it was really taken advantage of by someone with a heart, and you can't tell if you have a mouth." In the private room of the hot pot restaurant, Wen Baixu ordered a piece of tripe and said, "The next time you accept a disputed ticket , don’t be in front of so many people.”

"The marketing account has a rhythm, and they won't think that you are calm and have a clear conscience. They will only think that you are too arrogant, and even use such unappealing methods as asking for tickets."

Lou Ting nodded, calmed down and thought about it carefully, the loophole in this matter is actually quite big.

He delivered milk tea when things started to ferment on the Internet, and many people were asking who the person who asked for the ticket was.

He also found out at this time after delivering the milk tea online.

Although it is a good thing to give milk tea, if the marketing account leads the rhythm, saying that he bought milk tea to distribute to fans after seeing those words on the Internet, and sent back the tickets, then the nature of the whole matter will be different.

Moreover, the time when this Weibo first appeared on the Internet was before he placed an order for milk tea.

After all, the fan support club discovered this behavior and said it online, while Lou Ting came in and found a good seat before placing an order.

The time difference in the middle is also unavoidable.

Therefore, even if there is a real disturbance, Lou Ting has no evidence to refute it.

Even if he knew that he wasn't really doing it for that ticket, the marketing account didn't care if it was real or not, they just wanted popularity.

On the stage, Wen Baixu swaggered about this matter, and named Lou Jinyong to 'buy' the hearts of his fans with milk tea. It can be said that he was using this platform to help Lou Jin speak.

That's why things didn't get serious.

The apology from the support club and Wen Baixu's field control, including timing, are very important.

He Yunzhou didn't participate in their chatting, and bowed his head to cook the dishes for Lou Ting. Every ingredient was taken out of the pot at a precise time and put into Lou Ting's bowl.

Lou Ting was talking to Wen Baixu, when he lowered his head, the bowl was full.

Seeing that He Yunzhou wanted to add something to his bowl, Lou Ting quickly said, "You eat by yourself."

"Sigh, single dogs have no human rights." Wen Baixu angrily took a bite of his hairy belly, chewing 'creakingly'.

"Single?" Lou Ting raised his eyebrows, "Brother Wen doesn't seem to have a relationship with that girl from the support club?"

Wen Baixu was taken aback, took a sip of the sour plum soup on the side, and said, "Well, what are you talking about?"

"Isn't there?" Lou Ting thought, then smiled again, "Then there isn't any."

Lou Ting took a bite of spicy beef and looked at him meaningfully.

Wen Baixu: "..."

It seems that the whole person has been seen through, which is strange and uncomfortable.

Seeing that he kept his mouth shut, Lou Ting didn't intend to go any further, anyway, he could see it.

The spicy beef is covered with peppers, and it tastes delicious after being cooked in a red oil pan. However, Lou Ting hasn't eaten for a day, and the first bite is so spicy that his throat feels a little uncomfortable.

Seeing this, He Yunzhou took a piece of tofu boiled in clear soup for him, and took the piece of spicy beef he had bitten and ate it himself.

"By the way, Lou Ting, have you considered the future? Are you planning to develop your identity as an actor and a singer at the same time, or do you want to focus on actors?" As a professional host, Wen Baixu had already had a rough idea of ​​the winners during this period before going on stage. trajectory of action.

This is also for the purpose of chatting after taking the stage.

The provincial speech is not right, and the audience ridicules embarrassingly.

He naturally knew that Lou Ting had been focusing on filming during this time.

But as a singer, Wen Baixu still felt it was a pity.

After all...he still hopes that Lou Ting will become a singer.

He had heard Lou Ting sing, it was really God's favor to eat.

In order to protect their voices, many singers dare not eat heavy oil, spicy and salty food.

But Lou Ting didn't have any worries at all, it could be said that he was the second one Wen Baixu knew in the circle.

As for the first one... it was him.

If Lou Ting develops in the music industry, when his manager tells him that he eats spicy hot pot in the future, he can justifiably go back and Lou Ting will eat it too!Lou stopped singing pretty good!

It can be regarded as a companion.

"I still haven't joined the group for a drama, and I haven't thought about what to do next." Lou Ting's original goal was clear, which was to become famous in the entertainment industry.

These two dramas are currently popular themes. If they can win awards based on the dramas, Lou Ting really has no idea about the future.

Because his goal is to win prizes.

"Consider signing with our music studio?" Wen Baixu raised his eyebrows and threw an olive branch towards Lou Ting, "Our studio has been established for a long time, I am the boss, and we have signed a contract with the music festival, if you join us Room, next year I recommend you as the host."

Lou Stop: "???"

What a strange way to pull people.

"No." Lou Ting still doesn't have much interest in being a host, "Besides, I've signed with He's, and if I sign with the studio, do you think He's group will let me go?"

He Yunzhou heard the words, raised his head and brushed his presence.

Wen Baixu: "..."

sloppy.

Good guy, digging a building in front of He Yunzhou, how dare I do such a stupid thing? !

Sometimes confused and sometimes confused.

"Ahem, eat vegetables, eat vegetables, the hot pot will be cold in a while."

Lou Ting looked at the bubbling red oil and shook his head. He Yunzhou frightened everyone into a fool.

This hot pot meal was very enjoyable.

Wen Baixu has a hearty personality and a lot of stalks, so he gets along very well with Lou Ting.

And the hot pot tastes good, the bottom of the pot is mellow, and the dishes are very fresh.

It was already evening when we went out for dinner, and it was already dark.

Wen Baixu gathered his coat and said, "Let's go first, we will meet again next time when we have time."

"Goodbye."

Wen Baixu turned his head to send a message to his assistant. Just as he took a step, his feet were suddenly empty.

Lou Ting: "Be careful!"

"Ah!" Wen Baixu screamed and fell down the steps.

---

#文白旭Admitted to the hospital late at night, He Yunzhoulou stopped to accompany around#

In the accompanying picture, Wen Baixu was lying on the hospital bed, being pushed in by the nurse, followed by Lou Ting and He Yunzhou.

【ah?What's wrong, I feel bad. 】

【accompany?Looking at Mr. He's expression, why do I feel that he hit him. 】

【Grass!My tears are about to come out, your comment made my father laugh out loud.What are you doing? ! 】

【Hahahahaha, the more you look at it, the more you look like it, #文白旭楼停止约战,Wen Baixu was beaten and admitted to the hospital by He Yunzhou# Brackets: The nose is blue and the face is swollen. 】

……

Wen Baixu fell badly, and his left leg was broken and bandaged.

Wen Baixu looked at the front without love, and said, "Don't bear it, just laugh, I'm not angry."

Lou Ting pursed his lips, turned his face and leaned against He Yunzhou's arms.

Wen Baixu: "..."

Damn, I'm already like this and you still have to give me dog food, you might as well laugh at me.

Lou Ting coughed lightly, hid his smile, and said, "A marketing account on the Internet posted news of your injury, and everyone is quite worried about you. You should send a Weibo message to comfort the fans."

Wen Baixu angrily took out his mobile phone, he didn't even read the news from the marketing account, he just took a picture of his injured left leg and posted it on Weibo.

Wen Baixu V: I didn't look at the way when I came out of the hot pot, and I accidentally fell down. I can't jump up and down for the time being, but it's just a minor injury, so don't worry.

As soon as it was refreshed, the first comment: [What did you fall, you pretended to be, just say that He Yunzhou beat it and it's over. 】

Wen Baixu: "???"

Can you tell me something you know next time?