After I dressed as a fake young master from a wealthy family, I became popular [entertainment circle

The girls squatted at the door holding banners of support, and the huge flow of people stretched hundreds of meters away!

Hang Yang pressed his hands against the car window, his eyes widened a little bit. Before that, he only read comments from the Internet, and he didn’t have such an intuitive feeling at all. It wasn’t until he saw so many people standing in front of him that Hang Yang understood the national film and television drama + How much influence the national male god can create!

How could there be so many people!

Difficult, could it be that there are so many people... Okay, okay?

Those still fresh pictures flashed in his mind, Hang Yang hissed again, his body suddenly leaned back, and the back of his head hit Hang Xiutu's shoulder next to him with a "boom".

Hang Xiutu turned around reflexively, fixed Hang Yang's waist with one hand, and covered Hang Yang's head with the other. Subconscious nervousness could be seen in his handsome brows, and his speech speed was twice as fast as usual: "It's okay! What's wrong with your head?" Like? Does it hurt?"

"It's okay, it's okay," Hang Yang grabbed his sleeve habitually, his eyes were covered with a layer of physiological mist, "it's fine if you're not stupid."

A smile appeared on Hang Xiutu's face, and he rubbed the back of his head lightly: "I'm not stupid, I'm smart."

Hang Yang turned his head and continued to look out the window, who knew he was taken aback again, and almost jumped back into Hang Xiutu's arms: How come this group of people is more powerful than just now? !

Looking at the shape of the mouth and movements, is there any problem with your voice if you shout like this? !

Also, why are there tears in everyone's eyes!Did some great news just happen? !

Hang Yang looked dazed and forced to pick up his mobile phone to look at the trending searches: calm and calm, ignoring what happened.

Are you overthinking yourself?

Hang Xiutu looked at the screaming girls around him again, and resolutely denied: Impossible!

He pondered for a while, turned the phone sideways, avoiding Hang Xiutu's sight, opened the simple super chat, clicked in, and there was a series of Weibo with pictures, from different angles, but the same picture was taken——Hang Xiutu smiled and turned himself Rubbing his head in his arms.

Hang Yang: "..."

really!I knew you had nothing serious in your mind!

Now, those who can come to the scene and those who cannot come to the scene are crazy.

Chaohua has almost become a nest of screaming chickens, and the screen is full of "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh".

Aware of Hang Yang's suddenly stiff body, Hang Xiutu turned sideways: "What's wrong?"

"No, no nothing." Hang Yang hurriedly sat down by the window without leaving any traces, trying to keep a little distance from Hang Xiutu, so as not to accidentally come up with something new that would make all the "great sages" scream material.

Hang Xiutu frowned slightly and paused: "Forget it, let's talk when we go back."

Hang Yang panicked.jpg: Go back and say?say what!Do you want to explain the new world door you opened!

Thinking of the weird scene of Hang Xiutu watching Shitu with himself, Hang Yang shivered uncontrollably again.

The car stopped slowly at the main entrance of the building, and Hang Yang got out of the car limply, who knew that he was startled by the "roaring" sound like a tsunami as soon as he got out.

Sudden startled, almost subconsciously, Hang Yang suddenly hid behind Hang Xiutu, raised his hand and grabbed his sleeve: "Brother!"

Hang Xiutu himself hates this kind of occasion very much. His fans are also well aware of his temper. Most of them are buddhist fans who are not young. I have seen this kind of battle.

He frowned slightly, and immediately turned sideways, with half of his body in front of Hang Yang, with one arm resting on Hang Yang's shoulder, gently "covering" the slender little man in front of him in a protective gesture .

Now the surrounding shouts boiled over, and Hang Yang even saw a girl with a flushed face jumping and crying, shaking her hands and shouting heartbreakingly: "simple! simple!"

Waves of echoing voices sounded from all directions: "simple!"

To be honest-a war drama with a small crew may not be as grand as this one.

After reacting, Hang Yang's heart suddenly galloped: Forget it, what do you love.

He simply killed himself on the spot, buried his face in Hang Xiutu's arms, and walked into the building without giving up.

When meeting with the staff of the program group who came to respond, Hang Yang was still in a daze, his mind was full of the words "shame" stacked up, and he heard people talk about the arrangement "The problem has been roughly negotiated with the two teams before, Just follow yesterday's edition, and Teacher Hang will go chat for a while later, and Teacher Xiaohang will come on again to increase the rhythm of our program..."

"Teacher Xiaohang?" The staff member waved his hand in front of him with concern, "What's the matter?"

Hang Xiutu naturally held Hang Yang's shoulders in his arms, and said with a smile: "I'm young, and I don't usually like to go in and out of crowded places. I also indulge him. It's normal to be a little nervous. Please take care of me."

The PD teacher hurriedly waved his hands, blowing his fancy rainbow fart: "Hey, Mr. Hang, you are serious! Who in the circle doesn't know that your team is the best at communicating! I don't want some people, you little devil... Come on, come on, Let's not talk about this, please come to the two teachers!"

When the two entered, the recording scene was almost busy. The host He Nianwei is one of the trump cards of Blue Satellite TV. His debut time is twice that of Hang Xiutu's art age. Everyone in the circle should speak nicely and shout "" Sister He".Although the program is a semi-talk show, her hosting style is funny but not sharp, and her ridicule is appropriate.

It has to be said that none of the resources that Hang Xiutu nods and sends to Hang Yang is extremely safe.

The time is coming, Hang Xiutu nodded at Ning Gaohan, the executive manager of Hang Yang who came with him: "you can chat with him casually, just let Xiao Yang relax."

After finishing speaking, he just wanted to rub Hang Yang's head habitually, when he suddenly remembered that this was the masterpiece of the makeup teacher's painstaking efforts, his slender hand paused in mid-air, and landed on Hang Yang's shoulder: "Brother is here, why are you nervous? "

Hang Yang didn't dare to say that he wasn't nervous, so he could only lower his head with a blushing face and let out a muffled "hmm".

Accompanied by warm applause, Hang Xiutu strode towards the small sofa at the recording site, with a graceful demeanor, even if he was not wearing ancient costumes, he still had a compelling nobility.Applause and cheers erupted immediately from the audience——

"As expected of a national male god, the movement below is much louder than our previous shows." He Nianwei stood up to greet him with a smile.

The two exchanged a few simple and polite words, and quickly cut to the key link.

As expected of He Nianwei, when she raised her eyebrows, the first question was unusual: "Mr. Hang, I saw that many people on the Internet scolded He Gan as a scumbag. What do you think?"

Hang Xiutu paused for a moment, and then smiled. Subtle rustling movements erupted from the audience. The director quickly cut the camera to the auditorium, and accurately recorded the appearance of the two girls stamping their feet frantically with their mouths tightly covered.

He said sternly: "He Gan is indeed not a positive protagonist in the traditional sense, but I think the screenwriter has portrayed him quite well. How can a person who can tidy up broken mountains and rivers in troubled times have only a 'bright' side? Of course , It’s not that this can erase his scum side, like many viewers, I can’t affirm him or deny him, but I have to admit that he is a great leader.”

Sister He nodded and shook her head again, completely "unyielding": "Very good analysis, but Mr. Hang may not have heard the question clearly. What I asked was not 'Are you a scumbag', but 'Are you a scumbag' , do you think our Majesty has failed anyone emotionally?"

The barrage floats across a large area

[Sister He understands so well! ]

[Sister He is doing great! ]

[Ahhh that's it!Don't let him get away with it! ]

There was also a burst of warm applause from the audience——

Hang Xiutu put one hand on his temple, chuckled softly, glanced at the auditorium with his beautiful eyes, and paused for a few seconds: "On this issue, I follow the crowd."

Before the barrage had time to revel, I only heard Hang Xiutu speak again, his tone was half-joking: "After all, personally, no matter what kind of ideals or missions I have, they are not enough for me to put Xiao Yang Push it out and suffer this crime, don't you think?"

Barrage is crazy:

[Ah ah ah ah ah! ]

[Yes yes yes yes yes!But so damn right! ]

[So Hang Xiutu vs. Hang Yang = He Gan vs. Ye Zhang = love, okay!I unilaterally declare that I have fallen in love with the Lord's own confession! ]

[simple is true, right!Ahhhhhhhh I know it!Ah ah ah ah ah! ]

Sister He also seemed to be a bit on the top, and the smile on her face became brighter and brighter: "You are right as long as you are right."

She smiled and asked the next question: "Mr. Hang, in your opinion, what kind of emotion does He Gan have for Ye Zhang?"

Hang Xiutu looked indifferent: "Confidant, Ye Zhang is the most important person in his life after his father passed away."

Barrage:

[Eh!He's playing bureaucracy again! ]

[Ah, ah, Mr. Hang, spit out the sugar!I knelt down to pick it up! ]

"No, no, no," Sister He smiled and shook her head, "Your answer is too official, we audience friends may be a little disappointed, please speak from the bottom of your heart!"

[Sister He!my God! ]

[You took my mouth to host it! ]

Hang Xiutu's eyebrows twitched, and his tone was light and light, not much different from talking about what to eat today: "If you can understand each other without words, you can be regarded as soul mates."

He thought for a while and added: "Of course, there are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand audiences. When the story is performed, it belongs to the audience. Everyone has their own reasons. You don't have to judge me. I'm just talking about myself. Just an opinion."

Barrage:

[I'm a little dazed...does he really know what he's talking about? ! ! ! ]

[soul mate!soul mate!Damn it! ]

[screenshot!Take a screenshot of the labor and management!In the future, whoever dares to scold cp fans will throw this picture in his face! ]

[Hang Xiutu is the head of CP fans, what am I!What am I compared to him? ! !What does it have to do with us if you have an opinion and come to me? ? ? ]

On the stage, Sister He suddenly leaned over, and took out a cardboard from behind the small sofa, on which was printed a screenshot of Weibo, which was the only one that Hang Xiutu had posted during this period:

@杭杨小杨 acted really well

Sister He smiled: "Mr. Hang, can you talk to us, why did you suddenly post this Weibo?"

Hang Xiutu's slender fingers casually tapped on the cardboard: "That day was one of the highlights of Xiao Yang's acting skills in the show, but all the hot searches are praising Lu Dao's good vision."

Sister He nodded: "I have the impression that we praised Lu Dao's ability to find a treasure actor despite the crowd's opinions. They are all telling the truth. To be honest, there is almost no audience in "Zhi Hua Gai" who does not admire Lu Dao's courage."

Hang Xiutu nodded, with a smile in his eyes, he continued: "Everyone rushed to praise the road guide, and Xiao Yang just left it to me to praise."

"Hahaha," Sister He laughed loudly, "Yes, yes, Mr. Hang, praise him for us!"

She turned to the camera: "Do you remember? In the future, go to Teacher Xiao Hang's Weibo to boast more, and don't let Teacher Hang take advantage of fans!"

Barrage:

[Hahahahaha remember! ]

[It's okay, I voluntarily withdraw from this three-person game (blush.jpg)]

[Hahahahaha!Teacher Hang, let's make room for more!You drill slowly!Don't worry about us! (Light cigarette.jpg)]

Sister He turned to Hang Xiutu: "Then can you praise Teacher Xiao Hang to us in person?"

"Of course." Hang Xiutu put his hands on his knees, leaned gracefully on the back of the sofa, and began to speak at length: "Hang Yang is an excellent actor, this is not due to my personal preference, even from an objective third-party perspective I'm still going to say it."

Barrage:

[preference!preference!Keywords +1! ]

[Mr. Hang, Moda, Moda! ]

[Help!I can't breathe in the sugar bowl! ]

[Hang Xiutu! Simple is amazing with you! ]

"Kafka said, 'The so-called book must be an ax that cuts into the frozen sea of ​​our hearts'. I think this principle is applicable not only to books as carriers of words, but also to other different types of art forms. An excellent The characters created by the actors and the works presented should not be spiritual opium that can only bring short-term pleasure. It can leave a long-lasting shock and artistic resonance in people's hearts. Hang Yang has done it, even if there are differences in gender and age. Huge, experience and knowledge are different... His characters still infect many different audiences, and the audience will remember the roles he played while crying. Seriously, at his age, I can never do better than He is better.

Great, I'm so proud of him. "

Backstage, Hang Yang heard a staff member next to him secretly asking the people around him: "What is Teacher Hang talking about? Why does it sound like I'm chanting scriptures?"

Another person secretly told him: "It's just bragging in the way of a cultural person."

Hang Yang: "..."

He tried hard to hold back his smile.

Then I heard Sister He's laughing voice again, and her tone was higher: "As far as I know, Mr. Xiao Hang is a very shy person. You just praised so much, and I don't know if he is blushing in the background. Woolen cloth?"

The cheers from the audience became one, and Sister He managed to suppress it by raising her voice——

"Please invite our dear teacher Xiaohang to come on stage!"

The author has something to say:

Reminds me of the original intention of writing this article

As a player with severe xipi be physique, the xipi I have knocked across many countries, from two-dimensional to three-dimensional, all be without exception

It’s still the same until now, either in be or on the road to be

So I thought of a way: I'll make a Xipi written by myself!Never be hahahahahaha