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

"When will I see your previous style of performance again?"

"before?"

"When you first debuted, your stage style was very public. Unlike now, you don't talk at all outside."

Liang Yuanxing pulled the phone photo album to the top and played the video he took at the concert a long time ago.Zhao Boli almost forgot what he was like before, but it was engraved and treasured in Liang Yuanxing's eyes.

"Are you in the first row?"

"Well, I'm on the right, but you walked off the stage while singing and interacting, and walked to the left. But even if you saw me, you probably wouldn't remember it. I'm no different from other fans."

Zhao Boli frowned lightly when he heard the words, turned to look at him, and found that Liang Yuanxing was also secretly looking at him. When his eyes collided, he immediately continued to look down at the phone as if nothing had happened.

"What are you thinking about?"

"I didn't think of anything."

"Don't lie in front of me from now on."

The little cat was speechless by him, and hugged him even tighter.

"Mr. Zhao, I have reflected on myself."

"Ok?"

"No one has treated you so well before. As long as I treat you well enough, you will get used to it and you won't be awkward."

"Where did the fallacy come from?"

Liang Yuanxing was actually only a little shorter than him, but when getting along with him, he always kept looking up, lying in his arms, not even daring to look him up.As long as Zhao Boli lowered his head slightly, he could see his dark eyes, get rid of distracting thoughts, and only love remained.

But heavy love can eat away at yourself.

"Don't wait, okay? I will change whatever you are not satisfied with."

"No need to change." Zhao Boli stroked his smooth and delicate chin with his palm, and Liang Yuanxing immediately kissed him lightly as if he had found a treasure. He was obviously blushing, and he carefully observed his expression.

The light-colored lips are very suitable for kissing, and they can always smile sweetly to themselves, the eyelashes are trembling, and the downcast eyes block all anxiety.

"Liang Yuanxing, do you want to be with me?"

"Of course I want to..."

"Don't you feel that being together is a stranger?"

As expected, Liang Yuanxing's eyes were filled with fear, the distance between them could not be any closer, and if they wanted to show their friendship, they could only lower their voice.

"Did I piss you off again?"

He put his posture in a humble manner again, looked at him pitifully, his heart trembled, and he wanted to kiss him regardless, tearing up his tenderness and admiration, leaving only the cry of collapse.

Obviously there is nothing wrong with it, dazzling on stage, obedient offstage, eloquent to others, submissive to him.How greedy must Zhao Boli be to be dissatisfied with such a lover?

But if he only said flat compliments, their relationship could only be tilted endlessly, and his every move would be concerned by the other party, until Liang Yuanxing was ruined by the subtle emotions of cranky thoughts.

Zhao Boli mobilized his whole body's acting skills, and said in a deep voice, "I've never been so angry before."

The little kitten lying on his shoulder was frightened, its eyes were wide open, and its paws were scratching. In the end, it didn't even dare to hug him. It folded its arms, sat up straight and lowered its head, waiting for his lesson.

It's so cute.

Zhao Boli put on a face and covered his mouth to hide his flashing and uncontrollable smile.He wanted to laugh, but the person opposite was about to cry.

But Zhao Boli still kept a serious tone: "Tell me first, what are you thinking now? Don't lie."

After a few seconds of deliberate silence, Liang Yuanxing's eyes rolled back and forth, and his panic was suspended to the extreme.

If the panic lasts too long, there is no desire to lie.

"I'm very greedy. When I can't see you, I will be satisfied when I listen to your songs and watch your plays. When I see you, I want to be friends. Once I become friends, I want to be with you. Once we are together, I want to never be apart." .But if I'm not even that useful to you..."

Every time he listened to one more word, Zhao Boli's mood became heavier.

"What's the use?"

Liang Yuanxing suddenly blushed again: "It's...you know, the boyfriend's duty."

His face was against the light, and the tips of his hair were glowing with the warm yellow of the desk lamp.

Just stroking his cheek, Zhao Boli could feel fear and anticipation spread from his skin to his fingertips.Now Liang Yuanxing doesn't look like a cat or a tiger, but like a sheep, the kind that jumps into the dinner plate by itself.

"I'm really greedy. If you don't like me and want to be with someone else, I hope you will remember me." Liang Yuanxing said swearingly, but his eyes became less and less daring to look at him, "So I...I don't will perform poorly."

Before they knew it, the two returned to the hugging posture at the beginning. It was Liang Yuanxing who took the initiative to come over and lay down beside Zhao Boli like a pet, always looking up at him.

"You are so easy to bully, I don't feel relieved if it falls into the hands of others." Zhao Boli sighed rarely, "You are my true love, and no one else can compare with you."

Seeing his bewildered look, Zhao Boli knew that he didn't believe it, but he didn't dare to refute it.

But unlike him, Zhao Boli will not hide what is on his mind.

"Where does your inferiority complex come from?" Zhao Boli met his dodging eyes, and immediately pinched his cheek, "You are not allowed to lie."

"I just don't think I'm good enough for you."

"...Do you know how popular you are now?"

"It can't compare to your demeanor back then."

Zhao Boli just learned a word on Weibo, called fan filter. He has never understood the relationship between camera filters and fans, but he was suddenly taught by Liang Yuanxing.

Filters are meant to be broken.

"Go to sleep."

Liang Yuanxing immediately grabbed his wrist: "Why did you reject me again?"

"Wait until the day you don't call me Mr. Zhao."

"I can change my mouth now."

"But you don't think so in your heart." Zhao Boli covered him with the quilt, but removed his claws that were sticking to his body. "Starting tomorrow, I will let you recognize your position."

……

After recording the show for a day, Liang Yuanxing found out even more desperately that he couldn't get rid of all the problems that Zhao Boli had said.

During the intermission, the program team prepared a fruit plate.Zhao Boli was sitting in the corner of the sofa, the farthest away, and Liang Yuanxing fed Zhao Boli every time he took a piece.

"You don't eat?"

"You first……"

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Boli took away the stick with fruit slices from Liang Yuanxing's hand, gently squeezed his chin, and silently stuffed the fruit into his mouth.

Liang Yuanxing said inarticulately, "Aren't I afraid that you won't be able to eat it?"

"As I said, take care of yourself first."

Liang Yuanxing chewed the pineapple chunks in small bites, and was immediately discouraged.After a moment of silence, I turned my head and realized that the whole room, from the director to the guests, was watching them.

The chief director couldn't bear to watch it anymore, and randomly mobilized the awkward atmosphere: "Xiao Liang, you really didn't eat a bite yourself."

Liang Yuanxing replied sullenly, "I'm not hungry."

"Who was the one who secretly shouted hungry just now?"

"Why did you say that in front of everyone!"

Zhao Boli refused to listen, and stuffed another strawberry into his mouth, this time feeding it into his mouth, sliding his fingers across his lips.Liang Yuanxing even sucked subconsciously, as if he wanted to eat his fingers together.

"You still say you're not hungry? Dare to eat anything."

"Such a big strawberry will suddenly bite your finger..."

"Get used to it, there are bigger ones."

"What's bigger???"

Liang Yuanxing's eyes widened and his face was flushed.But Zhao Boli just took a bigger strawberry from the fruit plate and waved it in front of him.

"Oh, that's what it means..."

Zhao Boli was puzzled: "What do you think?"

Liang Yuanxing took the strawberry and hesitated: "No, it's nothing, I'll eat it myself."

Facing the weird atmosphere between sword-fighting and flirting, the chief director was not only completely speechless, he even blushed along with Liang Yuanxing, and broke out in a cold sweat after blushing.

He also didn't expect that two young people would interact with each other to produce such an effect.

He can wave his hand, let the group of camera teachers on standby quietly zoom in on the camera, and take a shot of Liang Yuanxing and Zhao Boli.Then in the next episode, there will be conflicts between the variety show guests, CP topics, and title gimmicks.

However, no matter how radiant Zhao Boli is now, with just one glance, he can recall the fear of being dominated by Director Zhao's cold eyes.

dare not.

During the conversation, Liang Yuanxing went to mix two cups of warm water under the watchful eyes of everyone, either blatantly or covertly, and handed one cup to Zhao Boli.

The person involved may not be aware of it, but the bystanders can see it clearly.Liang Yuanxing watched as Zhao Boli drank the water. As soon as the empty cup was put down, he caught it with his hand and put it back on the table.

Zhao Boli smiled, and he laughed too.Zhao Boli was ten times and a hundred times nervous about what emotions he had.

The chief director couldn't help but said again: "Xiao Liang, do you think you are like Director Zhao's..."

"what?"

As soon as the watery and innocent eyes came over, he immediately swallowed his words.In case they didn't realize the ambiguity, wouldn't he be asking for trouble if he broke it out abruptly?

"It's nothing, if someone can take care of me so well, I can wake up from my dreams with a smile."

Unexpectedly, upon hearing the words, Liang Yuanxing poked Zhao Boli's arm: "Did you hear that?"

That smug little expression was just short of writing "Praise me" on his face.

Zhao Boli thought for a while and said, "I don't dream at night."

The chief director almost vomited blood from anger.Everyone said that Zhao Boli was a big ice cube who didn't understand his style, and he really didn't get his name in vain.

But when Liang Yuanxing was choked up, he turned his head to the other side, and when he was sulking alone, Zhao Boli was exceptionally keen, looking at his head, with the corners of his mouth curled upwards, he wrapped his shoulders and pulled Liang Yuanxing into his arms.

The other guests were eager to replace the fruits in their hands with melon seed popcorn, but after all, Director Zhao was present, so they only dared to watch the show quietly, and did not dare to discuss it out loud, let alone make fun of it.

The chief director thought: Is this the picture that should appear in the camera?Can it be broadcast?

All his worries disappeared without a trace in the live broadcast of the entire program group at night.

There are well-designed game sessions in the live broadcast, but most of them are mainly chatting with guests.At a certain moment when the audience was relatively quiet, Liang Yuanxing suddenly thought of something and turned to look at his idol.

His name was not "Mr. Zhao".

It is "Bo Li".

The director team and the guests were all stunned.

The audience in the live broadcast room were also stunned.