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

He was in a daze when Zhao Boli suddenly asked, "Don't you like it?"

Liang Yuanxing shook his head violently, then nodded again: "Why? I'm... so happy that I can't speak."

I almost forgot that in Zhao Boli's logic, if "like" is not clearly stated, it means "dislike".

Although the fireworks are short, the light imprinted in the eyes is long and long.

Liang Yuanxing was holding the gift box and couldn't put it down. He was restraining his wild thoughts during the day, and suddenly he had a reason to indulge.

His idol cares about him, why not have a little more fantasy?

The production team wears ancient costumes every day, and they only run activities after the filming is finished, and there is no chance to wear them.

Liang Yuanxing thought that after the filming was finished, he would bring this gift with him every day.

But not every outfit is suitable for cufflinks.

Compared with the small rose cufflinks, the box containing it is a bit big, and it is not convenient to carry it in the future.

Had to find a more suitable container to take with me.

The next day, the entire crew could see that Liang Yuanxing was different.

Liang Yuanxing is used to hiding his emotions, but no matter how much he hides, he was obviously in a daze and lost his mind a few days ago, and today's joy is even more obvious.

Qin Mian teased him as soon as she saw him: "Hun'er is back?"

I always felt that Qin Mian's eyes seemed to see through his little thoughts, and Liang Yuanxing's cheeks blushed unconsciously: "I've always...been in good shape?"

"I'm not talking about acting."

Liang Yuanxing pretended to be stupid: "What else could it be?"

Qin Mian patted him on the shoulder: "Today you and your teacher Zhao have a confrontation, behave well."

Liang Yuanxing continued to play dumb: "I will behave well."

Qin Mian bent over with a smile.

Then Zhao Boli came out after putting on his makeup, and all the jokers in the crew shut their mouths and pretended to be serious.

In the middle and late stages, the male protagonist suffers a lot of troubles, and all the betrayed relatives are on the verge of dying, and then he survives from desperation, and emotional depression and outbursts are everywhere.

It was tiring, but also very enjoyable.

The young Pianpian in the play was burdened too much, and Liang Yuanxing outside the play immediately recovered his smile after filming, and walked lightly to Zhao Boli's side.

"Mr. Zhao, how am I doing?"

"good."

What Zhao Boli said is true, that is, there is nothing wrong with it, but it is not too amazing.

Liang Yuanxing was a little discouraged, but quickly pulled himself together: "What's wrong? Tell me."

"No, it's the most natural way, too deliberate will destroy it."

Everything the idol says is true.

He nodded, and the corners of his eyes curled up unconsciously.

Maybe his happiness was too contagious, and now even Zhao Boli noticed it: "So happy today?"

"Ah."

When talking, Liang Yuanxing got a little closer unknowingly.

The rose cufflinks are like a seal of admission, making him subconsciously feel that he is now qualified to get closer to his idol.

During the lunch break, Qin Mian patted him on the shoulder from behind.

Liang Yuanxing was a little embarrassed when he remembered the conversation with Qin Mian's soul in the morning.

"Xing Xing, I think you look very good today."

"Huh? Why?"

"Already handsome, standing next to Director Zhao makes him look even better."

Liang Yuanxing was stunned by the words, and it took a while to realize that he was being teased again.

"It's the makeup teacher who did a good job."

Qin Mian sighed meaningfully: "Oh? Really?"

"Of course, sister Mianmian is also very beautiful today."

"The mouth is very sweet."

The topic was changed successfully.

He was thinking about Zhao Boli that he shouldn't have.

No matter how obvious it was, he couldn't admit it.

Because he didn't know whether he should speak or not.

Liang Yuanxing wanted to look at Zhao Boli and talk to him.But when he really hit his line of sight, he turned his head away and didn't dare to look directly.

Within a few days, the overflowing joy kept his mood ups and downs.

Zhao Boli had no idea except that Liang Yuanxing was happy.

Even though he gave Liang Yuanxing a gift, he wouldn't be happy for a few days, right?

On the other hand, Liang Yuanxing was in a good mood these past few days, talking and laughing with Qin Mian all the time.

Zhao Boli asked Yu Feifei, "Why did he get to know Qin Mian too?"

"It's not surprising that Xing Xing can chat with anyone." Yu Feifei stared at Zhao Boli's expression while talking, for fear that he would give herself another slap in the face, "But I think his favorite is Teacher Zhuo Tiankuo .”

Zhao Boli paused, "Why?"

Yu Feifei analyzed clearly and said: "Look, Xing Xing actually takes care of other people's feelings when talking, and makes people feel very comfortable, but Teacher Zhuo is better at actively enlivening the atmosphere, and will not put the pressure of chatting on Xing Xing alone ...so I think Xing Xing must be the most relaxed chatting with Teacher Zhuo."

Just after finishing speaking, Yu Feifei felt a chill over her head, and when she raised her head, Zhao Boli looked at her coldly: "Continue talking."

"No...no, that's all."

Why, she always felt that she was offending Director Zhao all the time, and she would be stared at even if she did nothing, as if even her breathing was wrong?

Isn't Zhuo Tiankuo and Zhao Boli on good terms?Liang Yuanxing and Zhuo Tiankuo chatted well, what's so uncomfortable about Zhao Boli?

She said nothing wrong!

Wronged.

After work was over, Liang Yuanxing followed Zhao Boli, wanting to talk.

But what topic are you looking for?

His eyes drifted to the phone, and he flipped through Zhao Boli's Weibo one by one.

Only then did he realize that since the live broadcast clips of the two of them became more and more popular on video sites, fans have been begging Zhao Boli to live broadcast under Zhao Boli's various Weibo these days.

[Other idols are working hard, we also want to have QUQ]

[Director Zhao, your live broadcast is actually quite tricky, don't you really think about it? 】

Liang Yuanxing burst out laughing.

Have a joke?Don't know how to use live broadcast software at all?

Zhao Boli turned his head and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"The fans of all want to live broadcast."

"I can't use that software."

"There are better ones."

"More than one?"

"I don't think that all live broadcasts are on the same platform..."

Liang Yuanxing found a topic, couldn't hold back his excitement, and was very active: "I did a lot of research before the last live broadcast, and I will teach."

After finishing speaking, Liang Yuanxing felt a little regretful.

It is not easy for Zhao Boli to do business and post on Weibo, but he wants Zhao Boli to learn live broadcasting, isn't it a little bit of an inch?

"I've retired for a long time, how many fans can I still have?"

"Would you like to see how many times "Resignation of Fire" has been trending since the official announcement, and how many times it has been ranked number one on the day?"

"Anyone else counts this?"

"..."

If it weren't for the fear of being served by idols, Liang Yuanxing would really like to say: , I'm out of date.

Liang Yuanxing showed him a summary of all the data, but Zhao Boli suddenly asked sharply: "Your size, you pay attention to these?"

Everyone knows that you can't browse other people's Weibo casually, and if you click on something you shouldn't like, it may become a hot search.

With a trembling hand, the phone almost dropped.

"No... just look for these often."

He browses Weibo with a trumpet, and he has reposted the CP pictures of himself and Zhao Boli on Weibo.

Absolutely not to be seen.

Fortunately, Zhao Boli didn't notice his little expression and focused on looking at the data.

When there is a topic, Zhao Boli's entries can reach the top one, and then naturally decline, and the next topic will come up again.

After watching it, Zhao Boli was still unmoved: "Fans and traffic will leave sooner or later, and the live broadcast can't keep anything, so forget it."

When Zhao Boli first debuted, he experienced jealousy and slander from others, and even his friends would harm him. Naturally, he didn't think how loyal fans would be to him, and he didn't want to take care of their feelings.

Liang Yuanxing was a little frustrated: "It's fine if you don't want to...I just said it casually."

"You care so much?"

"Of course."

In fact, Liang Yuanxing wanted to talk more to Zhao Boli, but thinking of his fans who had been waiting for many years for news, he felt obliged to persuade him.

Just about to explain again, Zhao Boli agreed without thinking: "Then broadcast live."

Liang Yuanxing jumped up immediately: "That's great!"

"So happy?"

"Of course, I am very content."

When Liang Yuanxing didn't see it, Zhao Boli smiled helplessly.

Every time Liang Yuanxing was happy, his eyes would look at him with sparkling eyes, giving him a warm feeling of being depended on and trusted wholeheartedly.

For this feeling, it doesn’t hurt to learn live broadcasting.

After a few days, the two found a time to sit down in Liang Yuanxing's room.

Zhao Boli clicked on the software, and accidentally clicked Start.

I accidentally clicked "Confirm Sharing".

Because it was bound to a Weibo account, the software directly helped him post a "live broadcast" Weibo.In the blink of an eye, thousands of spectators were attracted.

Liang Yuanxing didn't notice it for the time being, and was still typing on the computer to find some popular science about the live broadcast, while chatting: "Don't touch the software casually, the interface is more complicated, and I can't even post Weibo Jiugongge, I'm afraid of getting lost in the live broadcast software. "

Thinking of the experience of vomiting blood when he taught his idol to post on Weibo, Liang Yuanxing unconsciously spoke harshly.

Zhao Boli seemed a little unconvinced: "I know how to use Weibo."

"Is it pretending that you haven't learned it after studying for a long time?"

Zhao Boli stopped talking.

Because it is indeed installed.

After a while, Liang Yuanxing realized that Zhao Boli was staring at the phone too intently: "What are you looking at?"

"The words on the screen will move."

"That's called a barrage."

"Why are all the bullet screens talking about how handsome?"

"that is because……"

Liang Yuanxing was startled: "You won't click to start?"

"I do not know."

Desperately took the phone, in just 2 minutes, the number of viewers had broken through five digits, and the number was constantly refreshing, reaching six digits in a blink of an eye.

The barrage also flashed faster and faster, and the content became richer and richer.

[Liang Yuanxing, please continue to yell at Director Zhao and don't stop! 】

[I don't know that I am laughing at the live broadcast]

[So the Jiugongge was really sent by Liang Yuanxing! 】

[Thank you little star, little star is kind and kind! ! ! 】

【Teacher Zhuo said two days ago that he is the only one who can call Little Xingxing. 】

In the end, because of the bewildered expressions of the two of them, they turned into a neat "hahaha".

Liang Yuanxing was a little moved: "Look, there are many people who came to see it."

He wanted to say that fans may also love you forever.

Like himself, getting deeper and deeper every time.

I was so full of thoughts that I really wanted to tell Zhao Boli all of them.

But not to mention that the live camera is still on, even if there is no camera, he would never dare to say such straightforward words.

He is used to hiding himself, and always feels that it is too shameful to confide in his heart.

What's more, it's this shameful fantasy of taking idols as their own.

In the end, he just swallowed his emotions and said softly: "Why don't you start the live broadcast."

"But we haven't written the script yet."

"No! Writing manuscripts is too rigid! Last time I put the cart before the horse!!!"

After a short period of embarrassment, there was another "hahaha" in the barrage.