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

After Liang Yuanxing took a shower and dried his hair, he saw Zhao Boli, the famous director with a bad temper, busy making the bed sheets for him and dimming the lights in the room.

"Ms. Zhao... If the incense and lights are useful, you don't need a prescription..."

Zhao Boli ignored his protest at all: "Come here."

He had no choice but to lie flat, surrounded by the fragrance that permeated the senses, and the soft mattress supported his body to sag slightly.

"Don't move, don't think about anything."

Zhao Boli looked like he had done his homework, and he was rigorous and considerate, like a dogma.He covered Liang Yuanxing with a quilt in a serious manner, and put his palm between his eyebrows to wipe it lightly twice.

How is it possible to think of nothing?

"Don't waste your efforts, my own body knows..."

Liang Yuanxing couldn't relax, and couldn't even stop his heartbeat.Just when I opened the drawer to take medicine, I saw two identical medicine bottles, and then I suddenly woke up and pushed the drawer.

"Lie down, I'll get your medicine for you."

Zhao Boli had already opened the drawer, and reached for the older medicine bottle, the edge of the label had long been worn off by his fingers at right angles.

Inside are rose cufflinks.

What a ridiculous secret to keep his gift in this way after being rejected?

Liang Yuanxing pressed down on the medicine bottle: "I...I don't take medicine, it won't help if I took it yesterday."

There was only a flash of doubt on his face, Zhao Boli said: "Don't imply that taking medicine is useless."

Liang Yuanxing wished he could hide further away, pushed the drawer back, and searched for topics randomly.

"I didn't have a good conversation with Director Fang today..."

Every time he heard a word, Zhao Boli's face became gloomy.

"It's rare for me to accept a variety show."

"Well, I know you don't like variety shows. Thank you for taking care of me..."

"Know it and go to chat with others?"

"..."

When you especially like someone, it only takes a second to be soft-hearted, and all the courage is needed to be cruel.

Under the dim light, Liang Yuanxing even forgot his resolution.

Now that they have each other in their eyes and are so close, why can't he make Zhao Boli see no one else anymore?

Memories flowed, past experiences flashed in my mind.

When he was not popular, the staff who lost their temper on the set calmed down when they saw him.

An actor whom he had never met before set up a scene with him, and remembered to help him bring his lunch the next day.

Chen Lu, the manager with a fierce and indifferent style, and other artists under her management were more or less scolded by her, but Liang Yuanxing didn't hear a single serious word from her.

He knew exactly where his likability was.

As long as he is willing to let go of his burden and show his fragility, won't a person with a hard heart melt for a moment?

"I've tried everything before, only to find that I can only fall asleep by listening to your songs, and now listening to songs is useless... I'm so scared."

Liang Yuanxing concentrated all his courage in one place, and reached out to grab Zhao Boli's palm.Fingers pressed against each other to make imprints, like their tightly entwined persistence.

The voice was intentionally softened, making it even more pitiful.

"Mr. Zhao, can you coax me to sleep?"

"En." The palm was firmly held back, and he saw Zhao Boli's Adam's apple agitated, as if deliberately enduring something, and he knew that his plan had succeeded.

The turbulent flow of emotions was condensed under Zhao Boli's deep eyes, and gathered at the lightly trembling fingertips.

Every move is cherished.

But even so, can't Zhao Boli forget others?

The most taboo in the entertainment industry is to probe into other people's private affairs face to face.Liang Yuanxing wanted to know who that person was, but he didn't have the position to ask.

"Many directors and producers approached me before, but most of them refused because there was really no schedule. But I still don't want to miss the opportunity to cooperate, at least make friends with Director Fang, so that we can continue the conversation in the future."

"You rejected so many people, but you only agreed to Zhuo Tiankuo?"

"Why do you care so much about me choosing Teacher Zhuo?"

"..."

"He is still one of the best music producers in the industry so far. His talent is unmatched by others. I want the songs I release to be heard by more people. What's the problem?"

"Like him so much?"

Of course not more than liking you.

But Liang Yuanxing didn't say anything, he didn't want to reveal his trump card again.

One was lying on his side, the other was sitting on the edge of the bed, the fragrance was lingering, and the palms were warm.Liang Yuanxing rubbed circles on Zhao Boli's palm, guarding the limit of temptation.

"Mr. Zhao, you will be jealous too."

In the moment of silence in the room, the trembling sound of the hands of the wall clock on the wall can be clearly heard.

Silence equals no denial.

The desire that has been tormenting for many days is gradually swaying in the direction of mischief.

He had been a good boy for so long, but he failed to get Zhao Boli's wholeheartedness.

Now he wants to make Zhao Boli feel bad.

"He hasn't said when the album will be made. We are too busy. Sister Lulu advised me not to wait, but Mr. Zhuo is worth the wait."

Talking about how good others are, Liang Yuanxing's hand never left Zhao Boli's palm for a moment, his attachment and lingering restraint were extremely restrained between the palm lines.

After rubbing, the person who was teased spoke.

"Why don't I invite Zhuo Tiankuo to be the next flight guest."

Zhao Boli gritted his teeth word by word, as if he didn't want to invite a friend to appear on a variety show with him, but was ready to invite you into the urn.

"Didn't the flying guest be appointed by the chief director of the show..." Liang Yuanxing thought for a while, then sighed, "Well, no one dares to refuse whoever you appoint."

Immediately, Liang Yuanxing didn't think it was enough, and deliberately acted in surprise: "Thank you for helping me, otherwise I don't know when I will see him next time."

However, this time he seemed to really hit Zhao Boli's sore spot, and the idol who has always been outspoken also hesitated to speak, which made him unable to figure it out.

"When he comes, I'll ask you in person."

"Um, okay."

In terms of album production, Zhao Boli is still experienced. It is better for him to ask Zhuo Tiankuo than to listen to popular science in a daze.

The hands held by him were pulled away silently, Liang Yuanxing was stunned, his palms turned cold, and he lost the bargaining chip.

The next second, those hands stroked his hair gently.He actually felt at ease like never before, and the long-lost sleepiness slowly hit him.

Before falling into a dark sleep, the last sentence Liang Yuanxing heard seemed like a hallucination, because Zhao Boli, who was always proud, had a trembling voice.

"After you make it clear to him, you don't have to wait any longer."

"Don't tell me to wait any longer."

……

Liang Yuanxing was invited to perform at Lime TV, and the stylist sent him a few costume designs early on for him to choose from. On the day he recorded the second variety show, he showed it to Zhao Boli.

"Which one looks better?"

When Zhao Boli looked at the photos with a dignified expression, Liang Yuanxing couldn't help but hold his breath, his throat was throbbing, and his restless heartbeat became heavier.

How dangerous is it to be completely emotionally attached to another person?

Five years of liking, one year of acquaintance, nearly six years have passed.Liang Yuanxing didn't know how to get Zhao Boli out of his life.

Obviously made up his mind to alienate, but then he was not willing to let go, and wanted the other party to like him more, so try again.

Hopeless.

"This one doesn't work."

Zhao Boli pointed to a set of dark clothes.The tailoring is slim, and there are sequins everywhere. It looks a bit exaggerated at first glance against the white wall, but when the stage lights are turned on, there will be colorful light patterns.

"It's one of my favorites."

"It's not suitable for you now."

"Didn't I also wear this style when I participated in "Dream Creation"? My recent performances are too formal, and I want to make a breakthrough."

"You are young."

Liang Yuanxing carefully zoomed in on the picture, only to realize that the neckline of the costume was open, and a large area of ​​skin would be exposed on the body.

"...I'm not young, I'm an adult."

"I know."

"You were younger than me when you held your first concert, and you dressed up much more crazy than this, why can't I..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Boli pinched Liang Yuanxing's neckline with his left hand, but his fingertips didn't touch, but they brushed against the side of his neck through the fabric. When the neckline was loosened, the first button of the shirt was undone.

"You, what are you going to do???" Liang Yuanxing was completely stunned, his words were shaking uncontrollably, and his face was burning like a fever.

The slender fingers landed on the second button, and with a slight tilt, the fastened fabric would be loosened, and what should be seen and what should not be seen were faintly visible.

"Shy?"

"What are you doing, me, me, me, how can I be so calm..."

"Look, it's too easy to be shy, and you can't let it go on stage, and the stage effect will not be good."

The finger that disturbed Liang Yuanxing's mind was withdrawn calmly, leaving behind an endless noise.

The neckline was still open, but the eyes of the two had already staggered. Under the yellowish light in the hotel room, Zhao Boli still couldn't see even a little loss of control in his expression.

But Liang Yuanxing's breathing could be heard clearly.

It seems that he didn't tease a boy's affection, but just taught a disobedient child.I was the only one who was upset, and only myself was the one who was keen and thoughtful. Zhao Boli never seemed to be sad.

Liang Yuanxing opened the WeChat message, and other people who asked for their opinions responded to him one after another.He caught a glimpse of one of the answers, and retaliated, "Mr. Zhuo recommended me to choose this one."

"He has selfish motives."

Zhao Boli turned his head, turned his back to the light, couldn't see the emotion in his eyes clearly, and pointed his fingers at the V-line that opened at the neckline of his clothes on the screen.

"He is looking at you with this kind of eyes, of course he wants to see you wearing this style on stage."

Liang Yuanxing was not convinced: "You are not him, how do you know he would look at me like this? Maybe Mr. Zhuo is very upright and didn't think wrong at all."

"impossible."

"This is your problem, right? Why do you think so crookedly when you see a V-neck..."

He was so blocked that Zhao Boli had nothing to say, but he didn't have any sense of accomplishment.Because Zhao Boli didn't answer him, his tone was still calm and arrogant.

"After you meet with Zhuo Tiankuo and explain the matter clearly, then ask me what I'm thinking."

Liang Yuanxing didn't understand all the forbearance and restraint behind the short sentences, and at the moment he only felt that Zhao Boli's perfunctory and vague attitude made him feel even colder.

"Mr. Zhao, what do you think of me?"

Zhao Boli laughed softly: "I told you, I like you very much. Why, don't you believe me again?"

"Do you like me like a child?"

"No."

"Then why can't I wear this style of clothes? Only the adults control the children will control what clothes he wears..."

Liang Yuanxing's sensitive mind needs a constant sense of security to be filled.

But Zhao Boli couldn't read the deep and complex emotions in his watery eyes.

So in the end, what Liang Yuanxing waited for was just a sentence: "I'll coax you to sleep, if you sleep enough, you won't think too much."