There is a tiger sniffing the rose in my heart

The audition for "Star Fire" went smoothly, and everyone was in a good mood.

In order to celebrate the first "good start" after waking up, I decided to invite Mr. Fang Yu, the manager who has been worrying about him for a while, and just now to help him make up some spoken words so that he can get the teachers. The praised Jiang Chuan had a meal, but unfortunately, because this decision came quite suddenly, and this day happened to be Friday, when the three of them drove to the city center and parked the car, they found that they had walked from the street to the end. , every restaurant is full and queued up—even those selling Malatang have to wait.

At this time, Jin Ran was so hungry that her chest was pressed against her back, and she stubbornly refused to stand in line to feed the mosquitoes. There was no other way, so the three of them had to go to the supermarket again, and bought a bunch of vegetables, meat, beer, drinks, and snacks. Regardless of whether they could finish their meal or not, everyone returned with a full load of bags in their hands - and drove all the way back to Jinran's high-end apartment in City G, where the manager personally cooked and prepared a big meal.

"Didn't you agree to thank me, did you treat me to dinner?" Fang Yu looked at the pile of dishes and asked helplessly.

"That's right, didn't these things pay with my card?" Jin Ran asked.

Fang Yu was told that he had no temper at all, sighed what he had done, picked up his sleeves and carried the bag, and turned around to the kitchen to wash the vegetables and prepare to cook... Jiang Chuan and Jinran were left standing at the door of the kitchen After watching it for a while, both turned around and went back to the living room to watch TV - the TV they were watching was naturally the demo tape of "Strange Records of the Republic of China". Su just died there, and before he had time to finish watching it, he was busy on the phone and quarreling with the woman who played Susu. At this moment, he took a pack of snacks and brought a can of Coke, in front of the TV After sitting down, he relived the scene where Jiang Chuan stabbed Xu Qianqian with a prop sword, causing blood to splatter all over again.

The black-haired young man sighed with "tsk tsk tsk" while watching: "It would be great if the sword was real."

Jiang Chuan silently opened a can of beer beside him and took a sip.

"You can call the police. She is an attempted murder and she will go to jail."

"No, if she is a madman and sends out the pornographic photos of me and Jiang Luocheng—"

"..." Jiang Chuan raised his eyebrows.

Jin Ran wiped off his sweat: "Okay, it's not actually a pornographic photo, but the photo was released enough to explain something - no one cares about Jiang Luocheng's confusing and confusing image, but I am different, I am Public figures who rely on word-of-mouth popularity, if I accidentally take a non-mainstream path in certain matters, I will die."

"It's not as serious as you think."

"No one can assure me that it's 'not that serious,' so it is."

"coward."

"Courage, coward!" Jin Ran burst into fury, "Damn, did you work so hard for me today!! When I'm not popular, I go to the set four hours early to stare at the heroine who is late for beauty sleep I don’t want to experience the protagonist’s feeling for the second time in my life—now that I’ve finally climbed to the position where someone else is waiting for me, I can’t take the risk of wasting all my previous hard work, not to say I’m sorry, if I am here If there is a problem with this kind of thing, I will be the first to feel sorry for myself! Do you know how much I love myself! So this kind of thing must not happen. "

The black-haired young man spoke with a straight face, and Jiang Chuan was speechless and almost convinced by him—a pair of blue pupils looked at the extremely excited guy in front of him, and the man's fingers that were lazily resting on the sofa suddenly jumped A little bit -- I don't know why this little action was noticed by Jin Ran's corner of the eye, and he suddenly stepped back and covered his face: "Why! Even if I am shameless, you can't hit me."

Seeing the black-haired young man covering his face with his hands with a vigilant expression, Jiang Chuan was silent for three seconds, and then asked expressionlessly and sincerely: "...Are you sick?"

Sincerely: "..."

Jiang Chuan twisted his head and looked ahead: "Continue watching TV."

In fact, I don’t know why, I wanted to raise my hand just now, but instead of punching this shameless guy in the face, I wanted to touch that particularly excited head—but this thought has disappeared now Now, Jiang Chuan felt that he was inexplicable and a little perverted... So, in fact, it was not Jinran who was sick, but Jiang Chuan felt that it might be himself who was sick.

Thinking of this, the man muttered in his mother tongue, raised his hand and touched his forehead, as if his head was really burned out.

At this time, when the two were talking, "Strange Records of the Republic of China" was still playing on TV. Huai Jin found that the goblin he thought had stabbed Susu to death was not present, and the one was pulled closer. A hesitant expression appeared on the zoomed-in face of the lens——Jiang Chuan stared at himself on the TV, was taken aback for a moment, then stretched out his long arms without warning, and stretched out his hand to take away the man who was gnawing on potatoes with a "quack quack" When the latter turned his head to protest, he turned his head and asked him expressionlessly: "How is my acting?"

"..." Leng Buding was asked such a question, but Jin Ran didn't react, and subconsciously blurted out, "It's pretty good, it's so handsome when it falls from the sky."

Jiang Chuan frowned.

Obviously very dissatisfied with this official and perfunctory answer.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the black-haired young man's jaw—ignoring the potato chip crumbs on the corner of the other's lips falling on the back of his hand, the man turned his face back to the TV. He was yelling "why" at Huai Jin, Wang Mo's wrinkled face in the martial arts hall was quite funny, he blinked cautiously, not sure if he could laugh, at this moment he heard Jiang Chuan asked in a calm tone next to his ear, "Aside from being handsome, what else is there?"

Jinran said "woo hoo" twice, and Jiang Chuan mercifully let go of the hand pinching his chin.

Jinran let out a long breath, rubbed his chin that hurt from being pinched, muttered, "What are you doing?" and sat up a little bit. After thinking about it, he showed a slightly serious expression and said to the man: "If If you want to hear me say something wrong, then I can only say that because this scene was filmed relatively early, so the tacit understanding between the actors has not been cultivated-and you are still a newcomer, so your acting skills are still a little bit Stiff, look, look here—”

Jin Ran pointed to the TV to signal Jiang Chuan to watch——

"Here, when Taoist Huaijin realized that he had killed the wrong person, he retracted his sword and turned to leave. The Huaijin you acted had some embarrassment and embarrassment in it. In fact, this should not have been added-although It's not impossible, but in "Strange Records of the Republic of China", Huai Jin's initial image was that of an unkind Taoist priest. In his eyes, sacrificing a few human beings is not a big deal in order to do justice for the heavens and eradicate evildoers... So, if you want to express this kind of emotion, it should actually appear in the later stage of the script, and that is what Qiao Sheng taught him to grow..."

I would like to speak very seriously and very devotedly.

It's as if he is analyzing seriously and objectively every time he talks to other newcomers.

It wasn't until he finished speaking such a long paragraph that he suddenly realized that the surroundings seemed to be a little terribly quiet. He turned his head inexplicably and found that Jiang Chuan was staring at him with those blue eyes that seemed to see through everything— — The black-haired young man was stunned for a moment and subconsciously shrank back: "Why?...Let's talk about it first, you can't hit people if I'm not right, a gentleman uses his mouth but doesn't move."

The black-haired young man reached out and pulled the pillow off the sofa and hugged it in his arms as a shield. At this moment, Jiang Chuan finally moved his eyes away from the thin lips that had been moving non-stop since the beginning, turned his head, Staring at a corner of the TV cabinet, he asked casually, "How do you know that this shot was shot in front?"

Sincerely: "..."

Oops.

For a moment, I felt the waterfall sweat rushing from my back, although Jiang Chuan seemed to be asking this question casually-a pair of black eyeballs rolled around uneasily in the eye sockets. A forced dry smile appeared on the paused face, and the black-haired young man chuckled and said, "Of course, who am I? I'm known as the little prince of City H. The film and television shooting base is my second hometown. What's there?" As for the set, I know exactly which set is next to what set, and the entire prologue of the strange records of the Republic of China was filmed there, so of course they were all shot together.”

Jiang Chuan withdrew his gaze, turned his head and glanced at him: "Really?"

Sincerely: "..."

Of course it's fake.

The entire h city film and television shooting base is so big and big, who the hell knows where is where.

While complaining silently in his heart, Jin Ran nodded seriously and said firmly, "Really."

Fortunately for him, Jiang Chuan seemed to believe it, because he swung his long arm, and the next second, Jinran's potato chips returned to his arms - the black-haired young man lowered his head and stared at the potato chips in his arms. After watching the film for a while, I raised my head to look at the man who was staring at the TV and watching the scenes he was acting in, but there is always a kind of... Back to the era of fat hamster and his stupid master of unreality.

He hugged the potato chips tightly in his hand, heard the sound of "cracking" from the snack packaging bag, held his breath, and moved his butt towards Jiang Chuan calmly—fortunately, Jiang Chuan He didn't notice that there was someone beside him quietly getting closer to him, he seemed to be seriously considering what he said before, and he was staring at himself on the TV, frowning slightly, as if he was thinking about how he should improve his acting skills and so on serious business...

Jin Ran moved her face slightly closer and called out "Jiang Chuan".

Jiang Chuan turned his head.

For a moment, their faces were so close that their noses almost touched each other's noses.

Behind them, on the TV, Wang Mo cried bitterly while hugging Xu Qianqian's "corpse" and yelled "Susu".

Jin Ran blinked, looked at the pair of beautiful blue pupils that were close at hand, her brain short-circuited, and said without thinking——

"I heard that you are not in a good mood recently, because your hamster is missing..." Jin Ran hadn't finished her sentence, but she could clearly see the pair of pupils that were as blue as the sky suddenly sinking. Shen, turned into a deep blue like the deep sea, he just felt that he was almost sucked by those eyes, raised his hand, and gently touched the man's chin with his fingertips, he took a deep breath and suppressed the pain in his chest The beating heart that almost burst out of the chest, lowered his eyes, and said slowly, "I want to tell you, I—"

Sincerely haven't had time to organize the language.

He couldn't even figure out what earth-shattering words he wanted to say.

At this time, he and Jiang Chuan caught a glimpse from the corner of their eyes, and a black figure came out of the kitchen in a hurry——

Fang Yu: "Ma Le Gobi!!!!!! Yuan Jinran!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Something went wrong!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!”

Sincerely: "..."

Jiang Chuan: "..."

In front of the sofa, the two people who were very close quickly separated.

Breaking away from those almost life-threatening eyes, Jinran, who instantly realized what he had done just now, couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. He didn't care about Jiang Chuan's expression at this moment, he quickly cleaned up his scattered emotions , turned his head, and looked at Mr. Manager, who came out of the kitchen holding a kitchen knife: "Don't yell, there will be a tall man standing on top of the sky falling, and a big tonnage will fall first when the ground cracks. What are you shouting about—”

"I said, something happened!!!" Fang Yu's face collapsed, "You didn't go online, damn it, someone posted the part about you being trained by director Li Rui this afternoon on your grandson on the Internet—"

Jinran was taken aback for a moment, but after figuring out what Fang Yu said, his face changed immediately: "Recording?!"

Fang Yu: "No! I just said it in a general and embellished way, saying that you were fucked by director Li Rui because of Xu Qianqian's oil painting, and that your original role was very stable, so I don't know if you can make it. He also said that Chuanna's doing this is really boring, can celebrities still have some privacy, and also said that Yuan Jinran was really wronged—"

Fang Yu's series of "speaking", "speaking" was so frightening, his whole body was not well, he stood up from the front of the sofa with a "snap", and sat down on his buttocks for the first time with a "crack". Going back to the sofa, he asked in disbelief with his face full of emptiness: "You said that person posted from the standpoint and tone of my fan?!"

"Yeah, shit, you met someone with a high score this time! This fucking fan can talk like that to hurt you. Wherever it is the thunder of a film and television company like Chuanna, just step on it! Where is Mr. Li Rui Such a person can't understand the direction of the battle, just lead the war anywhere!!" Fang Yu threw away the kitchen knife, and walked towards Jinran quickly, "Look for yourself, it was posted on a certain Ya - the post has been many pages now Oh, the tone of the host’s words is sincere, not a curse, as if he really loves you... If you don’t know, you almost think you posted it yourself, so many of your fans are deceived It's over, that post is full of insults to Chuanna."

Fang Yu's last words were spoken so carefully that he almost threw the mobile phone in Jiang Chuan's face.

Jiang Chuan also sat on the sofa, reached out and clasped Jinran's arm, muttered "Calm down", then moved his head closer as if curious about what the post said—seeing Jinran unlock the phone— —Entered the wrong password a few times——Then when I entered Xya, I saw the post that Fang Yu said on the homepage. I clicked in and took a look. Fan rushed in to scold Chuanna, and he would persuade that fan not to scold to avoid trouble; whenever a sober person questioned the motive of the host, the host immediately pretended to be pitiful, saying that he really didn't have it, and was just complaining.

I would like to read the entire post in a messy manner.

Thinking about it, if Mr. Li Rui sees this post...

The urge to fly out of the windows of this twenty-something-story apartment building suddenly became so urgent.

Fang Yu said: "Just now the company called me and asked me what's going on, Nima, you should really listen to Luo Cheng's tone, he even ate our hearts - and asked us if we have brains?" I ran to post this kind of post when I was sick. If I have something to say, I can’t close the door and say it well. Then... I couldn’t hold back and fought back. People with normal IQ who have nothing to do? If you are deducted from salary next month, then what? It must be because of this incident—well, this is not the time to talk about this, I think you have to call Director Li Rui quickly, before he sees this post—"

Jinran waved his hand weakly, and then logged on to Weibo.

The comments below his latest Weibo are indeed all about this matter - fans everywhere are feeling sorry for him, advocating freedom of speech, and then criticizing Chuanna for being too old-fashioned and unreasonable. In short, those comments are viewed with caution It was another burst of exhaustion—I couldn’t express what I felt at once, I was helpless and distressed—sometimes, the original intention of fans to protect idols is good, but it is precisely because of their mentality that they are always easy to be deceived by those who harbor evil intentions. people take advantage of.

What's worse is that it's not easy for celebrities to jump out and say something at this time. If you refute, someone will immediately say that you are shameless and irresponsible, and let your fans lie down on you and act like a white lotus.

Jin Ran quit Weibo and called Director Li Rui immediately.

The first phone call didn't go through, and I was terrified.

The second call was connected, but the person who answered the phone was Director Li Rui's lover. The wife of Director Li Rui was still very polite, but the content of the whole phone conversation was quite disappointing: I would like to However, it was still a step late. Before Jinran, some "unintentional person" had "unintentionally" conveyed this post to director Li Rui, so he knew about the existence of that post earlier than Jinran—that's all. An old man who is very rigid and serious on weekdays. He has made contributions to the art industry all his life and has always been respected. He has no idea about these "black pretending to be fans" and "fans pretending to be black" on the Internet, so what to say on the Internet , He believed it all, and now he was so angry that he didn't eat dinner, and went to bed early complaining of dizziness.

Director Li Rui's wife told Jinran that Teacher Li Rui had something to tell him——

[Chuanna Film and Television is a very formal and traditional film and television company, and all the themes of film and television dramas and TV dramas are also serious and thematic.Therefore, whether it is the external image of the film and television company or the external image of the actors of the film and television company, it is very traditional... Absorbing new blood is also a matter of courage for them, but they are sure about the new blood they have absorbed. I really have high hopes—if you have any dissatisfaction with Li Rui’s way of speaking or handling things, you can directly bring it up, speak to him face to face, and make it clear—there’s really no need to dispel the messy habits and rules of the current entertainment industry. Bring them along too. 】Hearing this, Jinran wished to crawl over the phone line, lie down in front of Teacher Li Rui's bed and explain the whole thing clearly, but after thinking about it, the teacher was furious at this time, and it was not too much to say. effect, so I can only give up.

After hanging up the phone, Jin Ran felt very uncomfortable,

After a phone call, what he was worried about at this moment was no longer about the role of "Star Fire". When I was full and had nothing to do, I dragged a respected old artist into this dirty muddy water——

Thinking of the scene in the morning when director Li Rui seriously praised his acting skills, affirmed his strength, and then seriously suggested his development direction and the things to pay attention to next, I just felt aggrieved for a moment. There is simply nowhere to go.

For a moment, he suddenly felt that this circle was very dirty.

Black people, fans, gossips and rumors maliciously spreading rumors, maliciously slandering others-those people talk about "be prepared to be scolded when you come out to be a public figure, don't have the psychological quality, don't eat a bowl of rice" all day long, But I never thought that some people become actors just because they like acting.

That's it.

When many people step into the film and television industry, they also have such hobbies and dreams. Later, it is good to be able to make money and find a lot of people who like the works they perform, but this does not mean that Everyone will get lost in these things and forget their original intentions.

But this kind of thing cannot be said outside, and no one will believe it if you say it. This is probably the reality.

……

Fang Yu poured Jinran a cup of hot tea. When he came out with the tea, Jinran was thinking about something with his cell phone in the corner of the sofa. Jiang Chuan occupied the other corner of the sofa and looked at him, thinking for a while , Te bluntly asked: "Are you going to cry?"

Jin Ran frowned and shook her head: "Why are you crying?"

Jiang Chuan: "..."

"Just angry." The black-haired young man frowned even more tightly, "It's fine if you say they hacked me, and it's fine if they want to get rid of my role in Chuanna. It's necessary to bring other people with me Lying on the gun? Leading my fans to attack an elder who is kind to me—what do you call this?” Jiang Chuan frowned, and waved his hands weakly: “This The taste can’t be described in words, I wish I could kill those people with ulterior motives—or crawl along the network cable to see what kind of ugly face those people who sat behind the computer screen proudly posting these vicious things look like.”

Jiang Chuan didn't speak, just moved his buttocks and rubbed against the black-haired young man - sat down next to him again, thought for a while, picked up Jinran's mobile phone from under the sofa, and handed it to him .

Jinran turned his head and glanced at Jiang Chuan, and then, unexpectedly by the manager, Jinran seemed to calm down a little because of this small action——he answered the phone, did not throw it out, but directly After hanging up the phone to Director Bai Yange, he swept away the incoherent anger and excitement when he called Director Li Rui, and he calmly explained the cause, process and result of the whole incident clearly—fortunately, compared to Li Rui Rui, Bai Yange is relatively clear about these things on the Internet. After listening to Jinran's explanation, he expressed his willingness to believe in Jinran and told him not to worry so much. He also said that he would find a chance to have a good relationship with Li Rui. The teacher said these things.

After finishing the phone call with Bai Yange, Jinran called the company again to explain - over there, Luo Cheng probably woke up after being scared to pee at the beginning, and immediately realized that it seemed that someone was hacking, The public relations team also held an emergency meeting overnight to discuss countermeasures.

Seeing that Jinran handled it well, Fang Yu also heaved a sigh of relief.

After all, these things must be done by yourself, and no one can do it for you.

After properly arranging everything, I logged on to Weibo and found that Xu Qianqian had reposted the content of the oil painting again, this time pretending to be pitiful and saying——

[I just drew this oil painting as a joke, why did Ran Ran's fans suddenly come to scold me?Did something happen?Yuan Jinran] Jinran held his breath, and calmly ignored this clown.

After refreshing again, I saw a new meager post by Li Gouhi——

【Maintaining an idol's heart, which is obviously a good thing, can sometimes become a sharp sword that can kill him—be cautious in words and deeds, and distinguish right from wrong. 】Jin Ran stared at this Weibo for a long time.

"You can also post something," Jiang Chuan said expressionlessly, "Isn't it usually fun to jump around on the Internet, so if you don't say anything at this time, you will feel sorry for the people who blackmailed you."

Jin Ran let out an "oh", thought about it and asked, "What are you talking about?"

The man sitting next to him frowned frequently with his unresponsive and ecstasy appearance: "Say what you think, do you still need someone to teach you?"

Jinran said "Oh" again, turned his head and glanced at Fang Yu—Fang Yu also looked at him speechlessly, seeing him cast a questioning look, the manager shrugged his shoulders: "Anyway, it's like this, the big deal is Losing a character, can you fucking be more miserable? Post it, and it’s good to delete it in seconds after cursing 'Nima is so fucking bad...at least vented."

After receiving such an unreliable suggestion from the manager, I silently looked back, sniffed, and muttered: "I'm hungry."

Fang Yu: "..."

Jiang Chuan: "..."

Then for the next full hour, the entire apartment was silent, only the black-haired young man typing on his mobile phone, and he occasionally raised his head and instructed the other two people sitting next to the pot to "put the lamb" and "the winter melon" "Is the beef cooked?" "Mushrooms" "Why are there no winter bamboo shoots?" "Have you put the beef tendon balls?"

An hour later, a long Weibo was born gorgeously.

The black-haired young man put down his mobile phone, squatted aside and sucked the freshly cooked vermicelli.

Fang Yu picked up his mobile phone and took a look, and found that the content that Jinran had spent so long typing was actually not much, and the content of the long Weibo was also very elegant compared to the various swear words he suggested——

First of all, I sincerely admitted that he had a similar conversation with Mr. Li Rui in the afternoon, but I also explained the content of the conversation in more detail, and said that during the whole conversation, he did not feel any Uncomfortable or unhappy, he doesn't know how the author of Mou Ya's post saw that "he was very pitiful and aggrieved at the time"; then, he sincerely expressed that he hoped that everyone would not be misled by strange remarks and hurt seniors , also talked about some of his views on online speeches, and sincerely expressed that even celebrities are afraid of being scolded and troubled by strange remarks or spreading rumors; finally, he solemnly thanked all People, including the landlord who doesn't know what his intentions are, the light of the Holy Father shines on the earth.

Fang Yu put down his phone, and silently sighed that being a celebrity is really not easy.

He obviously had his teeth broken here and wished he could peel the skin and cramps, but in the end he still broke his teeth and swallowed the blood in his stomach, so he had to smile and say to him: Thank you.

Although the reality is thank you for paralysis.

Fang Yu looked dissatisfied, but at the moment the black-haired young man seemed to have calmed down, drinking drinks and eating hot pot, talking to Jiang Chuan from time to time—even though the Internet was turned upside down because of his long Weibo , A group of fans who realized that they were being used ran to Director Li Rui's Weibo to delete their previous attack messages, and apologized solemnly; All kinds of ridicule, but this is the white lotus's plan to delay the attack because it depends on the situation.

Pink and black pinch together again.

The host who posted the first post disappeared, clicked in to look at his profile, and found that it was an empty account, the kind bought by a certain treasure for a dime.

Well, how about saying that online black people don't have to pay the price.

It's only a dime, enough to stir up a bunch of big directors and big stars.

"I don't think you've said that harshly enough. People who hate you are still very talkative, as if you jumped out to say these words because you were afraid of losing the role of Chuanner-tsk tsk, this is trying to force you Are you giving up your role?" Fang Yu muttered while swiping Weibo.

"Give it up, unless people officially kick me out. After this incident, do you think I still have face? No more, so there is nothing to be afraid of." Jin Ran said vaguely with a piece of wax gourd in his mouth, " Let them ridicule, barefoot is not afraid of wearing shoes, I also took off my shoes, bring tens of millions of fans, come to fight!"

"...You are crazy."

The black-haired young man lifted the corners of his lips mockingly: "It's just crazy."

Fang Yu: "Do as many meaningless things as you can all day. Tomorrow morning, I will go downstairs with you to wrap some wild roses and vines around your body, and go to the door of Teacher Li Rui's house to plead guilty."

Jin Ran: "The flower vines are not thick enough, they need to be tied twice more to show sincerity."

Fang Yu: "Crazy."

Jinran: "Thank you."

The two of you talked to each other, and in the middle, the hot pot was simmering.

Jiang Chuan, who had been sitting at the table without moving his chopsticks, now resting his face on one hand, listened to the nonsense of the two of them, and said after a while: "I think this is very good."

Sincerely: "?"

Jiang Chuan: "Say what you want to say."

Jin Ran put down her chopsticks, thought for a while, and nodded solemnly: "Well."

is good.

As for tomorrow, who knows?