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

Liang Yuanxing waited for a long time, Zhuo Tiankuo, who is always talkative, just shook his head lightly: "Where did you hear about it? There is no such person."

"On the day the crew was established, he said it himself."

"Did you hear it wrong?"

"You must know something, right? Can't you tell me? I want to know how I am worse than that person, I..."

"You've been thinking about this lately? Getting thinner and thinner."

"Why don't you answer me directly?"

After getting anxious, Zhuo Tiankuo only gave him an ambiguous answer.

"It's rare to find time to record a show with you. I don't want to hear you mentioning others all the time, okay?"

Zhuo Tiankuo, like him, always puts a smile on his face when getting along with others.But after Liang Yuanxing calmed down, he saw Zhuo Tiankuo's usual crooked smiling eyes drooping down, his happiness and freedom disappeared, and what caught his eyes was the same picture of himself in countless haggard insomniac night mirrors. I can't hide my sad face.

His persistent questioning is itself a sharp sword, stabbing into the heart of the person who likes him must be as painful as when he was rejected.

"...I'm sorry I didn't take your feelings into account."

Judging from Zhao Boli's eyes, the two of them were talking close to each other, very intimate.Suddenly separated a little distance, Liang Yuanxing's face was full of disappointment.

Seeing that Liang Yuanxing was sad, Zhao Boli was actually relieved.

Probably people are selfish, they say they like it, but they can't bless him and others.I would rather see him sad, and hope that his happiness will not be shared by others.

The two walked towards him, and Zhao Boli asked, "Are you done chatting?"

Liang Yuanxing replied flatly, "Yes."

Zhao Boli approached, but Liang Yuanxing avoided him, biting his lip and not looking at him.

"What did I do wrong again?"

"……hot."

"Oh, then drink more cold water." Zhao Boli casually took out a bottle from the small refrigerator behind the director's group and handed it to him. Liang Yuanxing was speechless, took it hesitantly, opened it and drank it silently.

Although the variety show is outdoors, it still focuses on games. If you lose, you will be punished. You will either fall into the water in public, or drink freshly squeezed undiluted lemon juice.

A total of five guests, except Zhao Boli, have tried punishment.Even the chief director of the show favored Zhao Boli's rules, and the topic was so simple that he didn't need to think about it.

For such an obvious release of water, none of the guests complained about the injustice, no one complained about injustice, and no one even made a joke about Zhao Boli.

Liang Yuanxing was right next to him, and he didn't speak to him for most of the day, instead talking and laughing with Zhuo Tiankuo.

But he didn't understand, didn't Liang Yuanxing and Zhuo Tiankuo fall apart?How could he still be smiling so happily?

During the intermission, the chief director approached timidly and asked how he was doing.

Zhao Boli said bluntly: "There is no sense of participation."

The chief director apologized again and again, he was so humble that he could only smile apologetically, but he still didn't dare to say more.

Liang Yuanxing, who was chatting happily with Zhuo Tiankuo, aimed his eyes at him, and finally waited for the director to leave, covered the microphone and whispered in his ear: "Mr. Zhao, this is because no one dares to let you do variety show effects." .”

"What is variety show effect?"

"...That is, the audience wants to watch every guest fall into the water and drink lemonade, but the director dare not let you play."

"What is the appeal of the audience?"

"Of course I want to watch some lighthearted and funny scenes!"

Liang Yuanxing's thin body had just been drenched in water, his lips were still trembling when he looked closely, and he muttered softly, "Why is the water so cold when the sky is so hot..."

Just as Zhao Boli was thinking for a moment, Zhuo Tiankuo took the towel from the director's group and thoughtfully wiped off the wet water on Liang Yuanxing's hair.

"Don't be afraid, little star, I'll dive with you next time." Zhuo Tiankuo said, his eyes glanced at Zhao Boli, his face was the same as always, with an untidy smile on his face.

In the next game, Liang Yuanxing lost.

Before the staff behind him dragged him into the water, Zhao Boli said before everyone else: "I'm with him."

The chief director looked at him anxiously: "Is it really okay, Director Zhao?"

He took a deep breath and said calmly, "It's okay."

Falling into the water was not as embarrassing as he imagined. He closed his eyes, held his breath, and leaned back. After a small wave of water splashed, he adjusted his posture to maintain his balance in the water. After a few seconds, he stood up and walked ashore by himself.

Looking at Liang Yuanxing on the other side, he was dragged down by the staff, screamed, choked on water, and after being carried up, Zhao Boli pulled him back to his original position.

The female guest next to him couldn't help sighing: "Director Zhao is so handsome when he walks up?"

"The stars are so cute hahahaha!!!"

Liang Yuanxing hugged his arm and shivered from the cold: "Wow! Why are you not embarrassed at all! It's not fair!!!"

But looking carefully, Liang Yuanxing smiled so much that his eyes were bent, and his eyes were completely focused on himself, as if he couldn't see others, only the ease and happiness that Zhao Boli brought him.

Zhao Boli didn't expect that winning a round in a trivial matter would make him so satisfied.When Liang Yuanxing smiled, he felt that everything was worth it.

In the next round, Zhao Boli deliberately lost, and took a sip of lemon juice, which was so sour that he gritted his teeth.

Liang Yuanxing protested again: "Why do you have no reaction at all after drinking lemons? This is not called an effect!"

Zhao Boli asked back: "What effect do you want?"

"At least let's exaggerate, now everyone can only see that you are handsome..."

Liang Yuanxing lost his momentum the more he talked.

But under the dumbstruck of the audience, Zhao Boli took another big gulp, finally frowned and coughed twice, and quickly downed a bottle of mineral water.

That's fresh-squeezed lemon juice that can sour your teeth! ! !

After recording this day, Zhao Boli saw that the chief director couldn't help pulling Liang Yuanxing aside and whispering.It's a pity that the voice was neither too loud nor too soft, but it was still heard by Zhao Boli.

"How did you persuade Director Zhao to do variety show effects?"

"No persuasion, he has always been so easy to talk to."

"What?"

He heard Liang Yuanxing's dissatisfaction, and seemed to be defending him: "You didn't even try to persuade him, why did you think he was unreasonable? Teacher Zhao is very dedicated, and he would never refuse if he made it clear that it was the effect of the program." .”

Liang Yuanxing's words reached his heart, and Zhao Boli felt a strange warmth in his chest.

As expected of his fans for many years, the rookie actors who brought him up personally knew him better than those who heard him out of context.

After changing clothes and getting into the car of the program team, Liang Yuanxing was still shaking his fur like a bird that fell into the water, wrapped in a blanket.

Zhao Boli was dragging the suitcase, but he didn't get into Liang Yuanxing's car. He was still wearing a thick coat on his arm under the scorching sun.

As soon as the staff closed the car door, Liang Yuanxing pushed it away again, jumped out of the car and ran to Zhao Boli.

"Where are you going?"

"I'll fly back to Yanjing tonight."

"Didn't you say you haven't had any trips for the past few months?"

Zhao Boli thought for a while, and found that this matter could not be described clearly in a few words, and it involved his feelings for Liang Yuanxing, so he could only say: "You don't need to know."

"Go back, I can't coax you to sleep today."

Liang Yuanxing wrote his reluctance on his face, he looked very pitiful, but he said, "...I don't need you to coax me either!"

Turned around and got into the car, before getting in the car, he took another look at Zhao Boli

Afterwards, Zhuo Tiankuo followed and asked, "Bo Li? Where are you going with a suitcase?"

"A person who blocked my dad's acquaintance caused a little trouble, and I have to go back and deal with it."

"Ah? I don't want you to apologize, do I? It's too hard for you, right?"

"Impossible." Zhao Boli didn't even bother to raise his eyelids. "It's just that it's more effective to teach him how to behave face to face than listening to his parents nagging every day."

"...As expected of you."

In the end, it was the chief director who met Zhao Boli. When he saw him, he was still submissive. He only dared to apologize and dared not speak loudly.

Zhao Boli looked back at Zhuo Tiankuo's back, and had a flash of inspiration.

"Director, please do me a favor."

"You say, you say."

"Liang Yuanxing and Zhuo Tiankuo..."

"They are all your good friends and we will take care of them!!!"

"Don't let the two of them sleep in the same room."

"???"

……

Even if there is no chance of winning, no one wants to see the person they like fall into the arms of others.

Zhuo Tiankuo was going to swallow the truth and rot in his heart, at least he still had a chance.Until he got in the car and saw Liang Yuanxing huddled up in a small blanket, his shoulders couldn't stop shaking.

All the guests were drenched in water and recovered before boarding the car.

"You've never been this weak before."

"Well, it fell two days ago."

"It's just like that? Don't try to deceive me again?"

"Otherwise." Liang Yuanxing chuckled suddenly, "It's so embarrassing to tell the truth."

"……sorry."

"Why are you apologizing? This is me asking for trouble."

"actually……"

"Ok?"

Zhuo Tiankuo held Liang Yuanxing's shoulders, his hands only touched his clothes.The boy is so light that he can be hugged in his arms, and he has no strength to break away from him.

He knew that Liang Yuanxing's heart would not be warmed by his embrace, so after touching it carefully, it could only leave a piece of coldness.

"Teacher Zhuo, don't hug me, I can't bear it."

Zhuo Tiankuo let go of his hand slowly, and could only silently swallow all the jokes he had prepared to make Liang Yuanxing happy.

Who really has an endless sense of humor?

I can only rack my brains and do my best to carefully plan a performance in front of a specific person, so as to earn his smile and put it back as a treasure.

After the recording of the second episode, there will be a live broadcast to warm up the show. Liang Yuanxing got out of the blanket and suddenly turned back into a little sun full of energy. He took the initiative to help other guests with things. He didn't stop to talk, and he was more afraid of being left alone than the chief director who acted as the host.

Chief Director: "Director Zhao has something to do and won't participate in the live broadcast today, but today we invited his good friend——"

Zhuo Tiankuo also waved and smiled at the camera, hiding his fatigue and heaviness.

Liang Yuanxing mentioned the "Meeting Again" they released together: "The songwriters are all Mr. Zhuo Tiankuo, very, very talented."

He was happy for Liang Yuanxing to read his name, turned his head to look at him, but saw Liang Yuanxing's eyes light up slowly: "Next time Teacher Zhao is here, we can sing a chorus for everyone."

His short-lived happiness was suppressed like this.

When they arrived at the hotel, the chief director arranged for them to live in a single room.Both Liang Yuanxing and Zhuo Tiankuo hesitated for a moment, and looked at each other in blank dismay.

"I can share a standard room with Mr. Zhuo, and we will talk about albums tonight."

"I'm sorry, Xiao Liang, this really doesn't work. It was requested by other teachers... I mean, it was requested by other teachers to live in a few other rooms."

The incoherent wording is full of loopholes.

Liang Yuanxing was probably too tired to realize who was behind the scenes.And Zhuo Tiankuo sighed softly: "We chat in each other's room at night, you won't come to round the room, will you?"

"It's not, it's not..."

"Okay, don't worry, we won't tell him anything when we go back."

"..."

The chief director was sweating.

A film king Zhao, a king Zhuo, can't be offended.

What kind of hide-and-seek are these three playing?

Liang Yuanxing sat on the sofa and dragged his head to look out the window at the deep night: "I'm too tired, maybe I need to take a rest and be in a daze."

Zhuo Tiankuo smiled helplessly: "It's okay, at least you still treat me as your own."

"what?"

"For outsiders, you don't even want to tear off the lively and cheerful label."

"..." Liang Yuanxing was stunned for a long time, hesitated to speak, seemed to be considering whether the words were appropriate, and finally sighed, "You know me well."

"Of course, how can you write so many popular and beautiful songs if you are not astute?"

"How can anyone boast that his songs are widely sung!"

"So I am me and someone else is someone else."

"..."

After a short rest, Zhuo Tiankuo had already taken out his computer, paper and pen, and dug out the manuscript lying in the suitcase.Liang Yuanxing's mind obviously drifted to the sky, the warm yellow light reflected half of his side face, the other half was hidden in the night in front of the window, his eyes wished to trace back to the smoke and dust left by the plane in Yanjing.

"You said he was in a hurry to go back this time, who is he going to see?"

Don't think too much, it has nothing to do with your fantasy rival.

Zhuo Tiankuo was clearly able to speak clearly, but in the end he chose the vaguest and most ambiguous answer: "I don't know."

Probably people are selfish, they say that if they like someone, they want him to be happy, but if there is no shadow of themselves in it, what is the meaning of other people's happiness?

"I always feel that you know something, but you don't want to tell me."

"..."

"never mind."

After sighing, Liang Yuanxing couldn't sleep all night, and the clock ticked by.Zhuo Tiankuo's guilt also brewed along with Liang Yuanxing's collapse, one was lying in front of the desk and the other was curled up on the sofa, neither of them could live comfortably.

Liang Yuanxing suddenly washed his face with cold water, took his pen, and scribbled a few times on the paper.

"You want to write a song?"

"Ah."

This process was very long. Zhuo Tiankuo saw that stroke by stroke gradually constructed a complete world from the white paper, and the notes of numbered notation connected into a beautiful chorus melody.

"It's not very professional, it makes you laugh."

With a soft voice, the tired Liang Yuanxing handed over the draft paper.

The smooth paper is very light to hold, the melody on the draft is still a little immature, and some words don't rhyme, so it looks like a layman's handwriting.

But after humming along, Zhuo Tiankuo finally saw Liang Yuanxing's feelings for Zhao Boli gushing out from the paper.

Shouldn't have lied.

His love for his idol is already so deep, even if he can get it, what's the point of living in the guilt of deliberate deception all his life?

Liang Yuanxing was very tired, lying on the table as if the cord had been disconnected, but he didn't fall asleep immediately, his eyes were terribly awake.

Zhuo Tiankuo suddenly wanted to ask something.

"If you heard my song when you were saddest that year, would you be my fan?"

Liang Yuanxing, who was half a beat slow due to exhaustion, quickly shook his head firmly.

"There is no what if in the world."