Daily life of outdated stars

When Xu Jia was off the show and was taking off his makeup, his assistant said that he had a support club.

"Is it true?"

"Yes, yes, it was established in the middle of the night last night, and it looks very active."

"It should be just chasing the wind, I don't have any fans." Xu Jia thought for a while, then said, "Let's wait a few days and see."

Fan club, it's really a long-standing word.

Xu Jia used to have a support club, but during the turmoil that year, his support club almost disbanded on the spot. Some time ago, he met the president of his former local support club in a coffee shop.

He still remembers her, but she doesn't remember him long ago.

No matter how long the fans are, there will be a day when they will lose their fans, and he has a support club again, but Xu Jia is not too excited-he thinks of too many past experiences, and worries about history repeating itself.

Maybe if you don't expect too much, you won't be easily hurt. After all, he is already an old man in his 30s.

But in the car on the return trip, he still opened Weibo and found that he was still on the trending search.

#许嘉过气星星无恐怖#

Clicking in, I found that various marketing accounts occupied the front row, intercepted the words of his live broadcast that day and made them into long pictures, and some marketing accounts dug up some of his remarks when he was popular in the past. After a few days of copying the topic, the popularity remained the same Not yet exhausted.

Xu Jia entered the five words "Xu Jia's Support Club" in the search box. Among the recommended users, the first one was an ID with an anime Q picture - "Xu Jia Global Support Club_". An ID with a black head portrait - "Xu Jia's Official Support Club".

Xu Jia suddenly discovered that he and the other party were still following each other.

He didn't click on any of the two IDs, but he didn't exit Weibo either. After thinking about it, he edited a new Weibo and clicked send.

"I just finished filming and I am going home now. I hope everyone will pay more attention to the drama "Rosemary"."

As soon as the Weibo was sent, the assistant's phone vibrated. She took out the phone, read the content carefully, and said, "Mr. Xu, why didn't you post a selfie when you posted Weibo."

"I'll post it later."

The assistant wanted to persuade her a few more words, but seeing Xu Jia's expression at the moment, she couldn't say anything. She was a little afraid of Teacher Xu now.

--

Bailu was still lying on the bed, there was no trace of origami in the bedroom, and the Blu-ray projector was working, playing Xu Jia's past songs.

Bailu was leaning on the cushion, still typing hard on the keyboard, looking a little pitiful, but also a little cute.

"Busy?"

"Yeah." Bailu yawned, with tears seeping from the corners of his eyes, "The people sent by the family are gradually withdrawing. It's not easy to recruit new people. Sometimes I have to go on top myself."

"It sounds a little miserable." Xu Jia's words were telling the truth.

"If you don't want to bear the corresponding responsibilities, you will naturally not be able to enjoy the corresponding convenience. This is fair and not miserable." Bai Lu chatted while working, tapping the keyboard with his fingers quickly.

"You're getting more and more popular."

"You don't like it?"

"like."

"That's good."

"But sometimes, I will think of you at the beginning."

"What's it like?"

"Like a proud prince."

"This description is a bit interesting."

"It's very easy to have the urge to suppress."

Bailu pinched his earlobe and said, "It's not even dark yet."

"I shouldn't have said anything excessive."

"I thought you meant to say, you want to tear my clothes to shreds, you want to press me on the dining table, listen to me crying, never dare again."

"That's a good proposition."

"The field is about to be plowed, let me rest for two days."

"Do I look like such an ignorant person?"

"You seem to have turned on some strange switch in the past two days. Yesterday I really thought you would play me to death."

"Will not."

"I'll see."

"I can not let it go."

"How many more times do you want to play?"

"Play until old."

Bai Lu tapped the keyboard a few times, closed the computer, threw it aside casually, stretched out his hands to Xu Jia, and said, "Carry me to the bathroom."

"So frank?"

"My back is sore and my legs are weak."

Xu Jia picked Bai Lu up easily, even jolted, and said with satisfaction, "I gained a few catties."

"I've been sleeping pretty well recently, and I'm eating more."

"Very well, when the body is better, we can do some exercises together."

"lazy."

"Then you lie down and let me move."

"How can this topic be skewed in a strange direction while chatting."

"Probably because you happen to be my ideal type."

"Let's be blunt, I grew up on your sexual interest."

Xu Jia smiled without saying a word, he kissed Bai Lu's earlobe, and lit fire all over his body.

"...It was agreed to raise it for two days."

"So just kiss and touch."

"...Ugh."

--

When Xu Jia arrived on the set, she found that the director and screenwriter were arguing fiercely, and both sides looked a little pale.

"What's the matter?" Xu Jia asked.

"Xiao Xu, it just so happens that you are here too. You can choose for yourself. Which of these two endings should you choose?" The director handed over the thick storyboard.

"Didn't they all have scripts before, the ending is very good, and it should be able to pass the trial." Xu Jia didn't take the script, and directly put forward her own ideas.

"I think, in this case, Lin Yang's child is too miserable, so we can't make him reunite, or at least leave everyone with some hope?"

"Then why not add an easter egg?"

"The easter egg is not the ending, it's too controversial to shoot it according to the current ending."

"Lin Yang is also a controversial person, director, I know your preference, but his current ending is the most reasonable, let's just end it like this."

Xu Jia's attitude was very firm, and she didn't even want to see the ending that the director wanted to rewrite. The director had no choice but to say, "Then there must be an easter egg."

"Okay, that's it."