Daily life of outdated stars

After Xu Jia finished the show, she took the water glass from the assistant and drank more than half of it. When she was panting heavily, the assistant said with a embarrassed look: "Someone gave you a gift."

"what gift?"

"The fans of Zhang Mengchao sent support to the crew, the main staff of the crew have a copy, and you also have one. Do you want to watch it or not?"

"..."

Xu Jia's first reaction was to refuse. He has never been short of money, and he has a set of things he used to use. He is not interested in the things fans chip in to buy. Besides, they are Zhang Mengchao's fans and have nothing to do with him.He will not take extra care of Zhang Mengchao just because he received an extra gift.

Just as he was about to say the words of rejection, Xu Jia suddenly remembered that many years ago, he also had such a group of fans who braved the rain to send many umbrellas and rain capes to their crew.

They had just finished filming in the mountains at that time, and they encountered heavy rain on the way, and the mountain road was very difficult to walk.The rain was so heavy that it was almost impossible to see the road ahead. Just when we were in a dilemma, a group of girls came here in the rain with flashlights.

On the way back, Xu Jia thanked her while trembling, but the girl who took the lead waved her hand and said, "You have to take good care of yourself, thank you, as long as I can help you."

When he finally returned to the hotel, Xu Jia told the girls to wait. He went back to get a pen and paper to sign for them, but when he came back with the pen and paper, the girls were gone.

The staff said they had left beforehand, Xu Jia didn't think much of it, and he didn't know until a long time later that the staff drove them away that day.

But at that time, it was too late for him to make up for it.

Xu Jia raised her hand and said, "Show me the gift."

"Okay." The assistant handed it over carefully.

The packaging of the gift is an exquisite gift box, which is very heavy, and it is thoughtfully matched with a sturdy bag with pictures of handsome men printed on it.

Xu Jia took a closer look and found that the photos were carefully selected, which just magnified Zhang Mengchao's own good looks.

Open the box, there is a bottle of perfume, an essential oil, a water glass and an eye mask. Each item is an international famous brand, and the estimated total price is about 2 yuan.

"These fans are still outside?"

"It's still there, and it's distributing fruits and drinks to the crew."

"Help me walk," Xu Jia thought about his words, "first thank them for me, and then transfer 2 yuan to them, saying that I have received it, but they don't need to spend money."

"This... what if they are determined not to accept it?"

"One more thing, this money can be used for charity in the name of Zhang Mengchao. Zhang Mengchao is a good actor, and his fans are also great."

"Ok!"

The assistant left in a hurry, Xu Jia was about to cover the gift box, but found a booklet on the lid of the box, which said "Introduction to Rising Star Zhang Mengchao".

Xu Jia pulled out the booklet, flipped through a few pages, and extracted the main content from the flowery modifiers.

Amateur, loves music very much, participated in the draft and became popular, this is his first play.

Xu Jia returned the booklet to its original owner and put it together with the box beside her lap. She just felt that it was not easy for fans, and it was also difficult for the star.

Fans work hard and think hard, only hope that their favorite stars can be treated with kindness, and stars, in order to maintain popularity and maximize profits, must accept the company's arrangements, and must also try areas that may have never been tried before.

The acting industry requires both talent and hard work, which is not so easy.

During the break, Xu Jia chatted with Zhang Mengchao. The other party was only 20 years old this year, his face was full of collagen, and he looked a bit shy. Xu Jia patted the other party's shoulder and said, "Thank you for your fan's support." Gift."

The other party was a little embarrassed at first, but he couldn't hide the little joy in his eyes, and said, "...they are really nice."

Xu Jia deliberated over and over again, but still reminded softly: "You have to be nice to them, and work hard to make this movie a good one."

"I will!"

Xu Jia said "hmm", returned to her seat, and began to prepare for her next scene.

But occasionally, he still gets distracted, thinking of those fans who really loved him many years ago.He used to have a lot of selfless love, but it seems that in the blink of an eye, all the companionship disappeared.

——Maybe I didn’t do well enough back then, which disappointed them too much.

"Mr. Xu?" The assistant's soft reminder made Xu Jia regain his composure.

The makeup artist helped him touch up the makeup, he took a few deep breaths, and fell into the world of "Rosemary" again.

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During the lunch break, Assistant Zhang appeared on the set. He was wearing a four-piece suit and had a different hairstyle. He looked handsome.

Many staff members were asking each other about his background, the director went over directly, chatted with him for a few words, and led him to find Xu Jia.

"Mr. Xu." Assistant Zhang's attitude was gentle and not obsequious, "Mr. Bai is waiting for you at the old place."

Xu Jia looked at him, and then at the overly shocked expression on the director's face. For a moment, he felt like he was acting in a romantic drama.

"There is still a show in the afternoon, so we won't be able to go for too long."

"The food is already on the table, and the next show is at two o'clock in the afternoon, so we can make it in time."

Xu Jia looked down at his watch first to make sure the time was in time, and then said, "Okay."

The director held back for a while, and managed to squeeze out a sentence: "Don't be too anxious, it doesn't matter if it's late in the afternoon."

"I won't be late." After Xu Jia finished speaking, she walked straight out, and the staff who were watching not far away cautiously stepped aside. All of them were winking and silently asked each other about Xu Jia's background.

Xu Jia got into the nanny's car, and before he had time to adjust his expression, he bumped into Bai Lu's smiling face.

The other party stared at Xu Jia for a few seconds, restrained his smile, and asked, "Unhappy?"

"Too high profile."

"I still don't think it's high-profile enough," Bailu pulled off the earphone on his left earlobe, "I want to pick you up in person, but I'm afraid you won't be happy."