It turns out that idols also have a crush on me [entertainment circle]

Zhao Boli's words did cause a lot of backlash.

After the ferment of public opinion on Weibo, "Don't call yourself my fan on stage" became a curse, which gradually distorted the meaning and became "Fans don't appear in front of me."

He hasn't appeared in public for a long time. Although he has directed works, he has never released a new song or acted in a new play.Fans continue to support him because of their love.

Now that the idol personally denies the existence of "fans", why is it not chilling?

Zhao Boli's post is quite calm, and he guides everyone to understand this sentence rationally, and don't over-interpret it.

【Director Zhao said that this sentence was only aimed at the student who performed on stage. It has been proved in the show that the student is not a real fan.The truth may be more complicated than we think, please don't take it out of context. 】

Most fans won't listen.

Fans chasing stars have devoted their sincere feelings, but they can only get in touch with the side on the screen, the side that the program group is willing to let them see.

There is only one side of the truth, and it is easier to mislead people.

However, Zhao Boli didn't like to look at his mobile phone or browse Weibo. His name was searched several times, and Li Zhao also suppressed it several times. Finally, he couldn't suppress it anymore and called.

Just said a word and hung up.

Zhao Boli: "I want to play script killing with Liang Yuanxing, and we will talk about it in three hours."

Li Zhao: "Ancestor, if you drag it on, it will be too late—"

busy tone.

Li Zhao was so angry that his lungs hurt, and he didn't dare to bombard him with WeChat and text messages, so he could only think of countermeasures by himself.

……

In order to speed up the Internet, several people went to Zhao Boli's room, downloaded the Script Killer App, and sat on the sofa to pick out the script.

An Bai was still worried, and leaned into Cai Yitong's ear and asked, "Ms. Zhao really won't be angry or hold grudges?"

Cai Yitong: "I, I, I, I don't know..."

Mi Ruo: "Don't talk nonsense, Mr. Zhao has very good hearing."

Zhao Boli: "..."

Whisper in front of him, still not a little quieter?

Liang Yuanxing pushed the door open and came in, only to see several students talking together on the soft light-colored sofa, Zhao Boli watched them silently without saying a word.

There is a clear distinction between Wei and Wei, and they have not merged together at all.

He skillfully took out the snacks and fruit drinks put in by the program group from the refrigerator, and distributed them according to everyone's taste.

Lu Hai was stunned: "Xing Xing, you are so skillful in turning over the refrigerator."

An Bai: "Xing Xing often comes to sleep with Mr. Zhao—"

Liang Yuanxing just wanted to cover An Bai's mouth.

What sleep? !He just accidentally fell asleep when he came to find Zhao Boli to write a paper on the Internet!

In the silence, Zhao Boli drank his saliva and said, "Indeed."

I can't even explain it clearly!

Liang Yuanxing's face was burning hot: "I just came here to surf the Internet, and I never came here again after I finished writing the thesis!"

Mi Ruo loves gossip the most, so he became interested: "Then tell me, have you ever slept here?"

"Just twice."

"Wow, twice!"

Several people burst into laughter, and the atmosphere thawed instantly.

Liang Yuanxing: "..."

Forget it, he chatted with the photography team for a long time just now, just to let everyone see Zhao Boli's gentle side.

It would be nice to make fun of them and make it lively.

Liang Yuanxing picked up the murderer, and Zhao Boli was the detective.

In order to play for a longer time, they chose difficult scripts, the content of which is one after another, and they can play for at least three to five hours.

"How do detectives play?"

Liang Yuanxing explained: "It is to deduce the truth based on the clues given by everyone, and lead everyone to guess the murderer, but everyone may lie, and the detective has to judge for himself."

In the part of public clues and evidence collection, Zhao Boli's eyes swept over everyone, and his eyes seemed to regard everyone as a potential criminal.Even though it was the first time playing, everyone was stunned by his eyes.

Next, the only novice Zhao Boli crushed the audience.

"When did you go out to see him?"

"What time did you draw the knife?"

"The details don't match, you lied, tell me again."

Cai Yitong, who was originally very sentimental, couldn't help crying: "Ms. Zhao is really strict! I admit that I went to the room at 08:30, but that was to check if the victim was still breathing!"

As a result, only one hour later, all the big and small side plots in the script were exposed.

Zhao Boli finally turned his gaze to Liang Yuanxing: "What were you doing at [-]:[-]?"

"I am here……"

The idol's deep eyes stared at him, he really didn't know how to make up a lie.

Just at this time, people from the photography team pushed the door open and came in.

Several people were stunned, and Qiqi looked towards the door.The cameraman also bowed to Zhao Boli a little nervously: "Mr. Zhao, this is the surprise inspection of the program group. We just went to the rooms of the other three instructors, and you are the only one missing."

In many variety shows, there is a link in which guests are suddenly pushed away from the room, revealing what they look like in their most relaxed state.

Because there are many idol actors with fresh and refined appearances, the smelly socks in the room are scattered all over the floor, and they are gradually used less.

The photographer asked carefully: "Can I take a picture, Mr. Zhao?"

Liang Yuanxing turned to look at him, praying that he would agree.

Just now he took a detour halfway and talked to the camera crew for a long time on his own initiative, just for this moment.

Finally, Zhao Boli said, "Yes."

Liang Yuanxing heaved a sigh of relief.

After recording this segment, he will find a way to persuade Zhao Boli to use this as a fulcrum to appease the fans.I hope Zhao Boli will not think that he is meddling in his own business.

The camera was set up over there, and Zhao Boli looked back at Liang Yuanxing: "Just now you were the only one who didn't tell the truth."

"I told you, I was in the warehouse with him to receive the goods at [-]:[-]..."

"He said that your time to receive the goods is ten past seven."

Liang Yuanxing complained endlessly.

This has not yet reached the one-on-one chat session after the first step of evidence collection in the script killing process. As the "murderer", Liang Yuanxing has no time to confess to the "accomplice". Zhao Boli has already revealed all the truth.

After another two rounds of "interrogation", Liang Yuanxing couldn't hide it, so he could only expose himself.

The four-hour book was brought to an end by Zhao Boli in two hours, and even the sub-plots were explored to a great extent. There is a scoring function in the app, and guessing the truth of the side plot is also counted as points. In the end, everyone scored very high.

The photographer asked: "Are you tired from playing? I'll get you a Coke."

Liang Yuanxing hurriedly waved: "Ms. Zhao doesn't drink Coke."

Lu Hai: "You even know this?"

Liang Yuanxing said with a smile: "I'm a fan of Teacher Zhao. He said in an interview two years ago that he hates carbonated drinks."

Zhao Boli agreed with a simple "hmm".

The photographer left temporarily, Liang Yuanxing felt Zhao Boli looking at him quietly, and felt his heart beat faster: "What's wrong?"

"You just lied."

"The script kills and draws the murderer, so it's supposed to be a lie."

"The acting is not good enough."

"It's not acting now!"

"A script is an actor."

The others watched the two bickering, not daring to take a breath.

Playing a script is as serious as filming, Mr. Zhao is too strict!

They were in awe of Zhao Boli, and their awe deepened.

——Ms. Zhao is logical, her eyes are stern, and she is merciless during the interrogation. She is born to be a detective.

Don't dare to provoke.

Liang Yuanxing felt aggrieved.

Everyone else in the script lied, and Zhao Boli didn't see them trying to settle the score with Qiuhou.

Just thinking that the shooting material of the script killing might help Zhao Boli refute the rumors made me feel a lot more relaxed.

Today's protagonist is Cai Yitong. He usually looks heartless. After being eliminated, he talked and laughed with everyone, but when the game was over and he was drinking and chatting, he finally couldn't control his tears.

"Actually, I didn't expect myself to be a big star, I just wanted more people to see me on stage. But I still can't do well..."

Several people comforted Cai Yitong, only Zhao Boli said to go to the balcony to get some fresh air.

It was very cold outside, Liang Yuanxing was worried, so he followed, and was suddenly woken up by the cold wind.

The bright moon was in the sky, and the silver-white light reflected Zhao Boli's side face, casting a blurred halo on the graceful lines like sculptures.

"How did you get out?"

"stuffy."

"Don't you like this provocative occasion?"

"Yeah." Zhao Boli said softly, "You know me well?"

"After all, they are fans."

Zhao Boli turned his head in the moonlight: "It was you who went to find the photography team."

Liang Yuanxing was suddenly exposed, a little embarrassed: "Hmm..."

"reason."

"The sentence you told Ran Yu not to call yourself your fan on stage was taken out of context by many people."

Under the moonlight, Zhao Boli's expression was also hazy, and he couldn't see his emotions clearly: "There are many ways to suppress it."

"Well, so I was wondering, if the program crew filmed you getting along well with the students, would it help?"

"Side confirmation is more useful than direct clarification." Zhao Boli smiled softly, and the smile quickly melted into the moonlight, "You are very smart."

The night covered the redness on Liang Yuanxing's face: "It's good if I can help you."

"Thank you, but one clarification won't stop fans who want to leave."

Liang Yuanxing was stunned suddenly: "What do you mean?"

"As soon as the rumors come out, the marketing account adds fuel to the flames, and extreme people, whether they are fans or not, will block their ears and refuse to listen to your excuse."

"In the future, you will also face such problems. The fan circle welcomes and sends, people gather and others disperse, so don't worry about it."

Zhao Boli usually doesn't talk much, and he hates talking about life principles.

But facing Liang Yuanxing's clear eyes, he said a lot without knowing it.

He used to be self-willed and free, only talking about his works, and never entered the world of fans.It wasn't until he met Liang Yuanxing that he realized that he had a fan, who had grown into such an outstanding person during the twenty years that he couldn't see it.

It's like planting willows unintentionally, suddenly seeing the willow branches flying.

Liang Yuanxing is emotional, and he obviously cares about other people's eyes and takes care of others' feelings.Zhao Boli didn't want to see him take detours to cater to other people's opinions.

Sure enough, Liang Yuanxing began to complain for the fans again: "In fact, fans are very simple, as long as you are willing to clarify, they will believe it..."

"Simple? I think you have a lot of ghost ideas."

"Huh? I...I'm not..."

It was hard to see his expression clearly in the night, but Zhao Boli saw Liang Yuanxing's little awkward movements.

It's really uncomfortable to blow the cold wind in silence, he smiled lightly and opened the window: "Go in, it's cold outside."