The gold master is my diehard fan

【"Ask, how can I catch up with the person I like?"】

Liang Sheng humbly opened Meng Ming's profile picture to send this message. Compared with Mi Rong, Meng Ming is more experienced in this field. He was on this business trip because two women went to the company together because of him, so he was punished. He went to the mountains to shoot documentaries.

The signal in the mountains was not good, so Liang Sheng chose to send him a message at night, because he must have returned to the camp now, and the traffic can be turned on.

As expected, Meng Ming immediately replied to him with a voice message ["Boss, you haven't conquered Song Qingwen yet, do you want to consider giving up?"]

Liang Sheng was a little distressed, but he wanted money and good looks, but he just couldn't get into the eyes of Qingwen, and he was also very confused about this.

【"Stop talking nonsense, I'm looking for you to solve the problem."】

【"Oh, boss, as the saying goes, long time makes love, first of all you have to let him see you every day, otherwise how can he like you.】

Liang Sheng looked at the screen and fell into deep thought, love for a long time?interesting.

【"what else?"】

【"Also, if you think about the idol dramas cast by the company, which male lead is the most popular?"】

【"Overbearing president?"】

【"That's right, boss, you have to show this kind of momentum, no matter men or women, you can instantly kill them."】

【"it is good."】

After exiting the chat interface, Liang Sheng began to think about how to make love for a long time. Even if he had time, Song Qingwen might not be able to take the time to be silly with himself. He has a full schedule of announcements recently and flies around every day. It will be even busier to join the group shooting.

Opening Song Qingwen's itinerary, Liang Sheng's eyes suddenly lit up. Song Qingwen recently had a variety show "Baby, Don't Make Mess".

The second season of this variety show is filmed this year. The type of program is six guests in pairs, each with an amateur child. In short, the first season is very popular because it is very novel. The brat was in a state of desperation.

If you participate in the investment of this program by yourself, if you arrange yourself in through the back door, and then make a small trick to form a team with Qingwen, then you can get along day and night!

Liang Sheng was in a good mood instantly, and called director Feng Yuan: "I'm going to be a guest."

"What? You want to come? That's fine." Feng Yuan naturally didn't dare to veto, and he was glad that there was still the last spot left.

"Ah."

Liang Sheng hung up the phone, and lay on the bed contentedly. This time, his goal was not to be a bloody nurturing plot, but to become Song Qingwen's upright boyfriend.

"Qingwen, you haven't been in a good state recently." An Xiaoyun placed the cut fruit in front of Song Qingwen, looking worriedly at his tired face.

Song Qingwen waved his hands, and hugged the SpongeBob SquarePants doll in his arms even tighter: "I'm fine, maybe I'm tired from too many announcements recently. By the way, what are your plans for tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow there will be a pilot film recording for a variety show, which needs to be interviewed in advance. At two o'clock in the afternoon, you can sleep in."

"Yeah." Song Qingwen rubbed his brows. Ever since he separated from Liang Sheng, he always felt empty in his heart and a little insomnia. He took time to go to the hospital for an examination to see if he was mentally abnormal.

The next day, Liang Sheng heard that Song Qingwen was going to record an interview, so he dressed up carefully and waited early at the shooting location.

There were people coming and going in the recording studio, but Song Qingwen was nowhere to be seen. Instead, a female guest who was also recording the show squeezed close to him.

"Mr. Liang, I have admired your name for a long time." Han Yue sat beside him with a smile, straightened her white pleated skirt, and smiled decently.

Liang Sheng stared at the entrance without looking at her, just rubbed his nose, and said disgustedly: "Sorry, I don't like too strong perfume smell."

As soon as he said this, people with discerning eyes naturally knew that there was something in his words, Han Yue apologized, got up and left.

Liang Sheng got up abruptly, stopped the host who was recording the interview, and stared at the interview script in his hand: "This is for Song Qingwen? Show me."

When the host saw that it was Liang Sheng, he didn't say much, nodded and handed him the manuscript.

Liang Sheng took a closer look and frowned in displeasure. These questions were not what he wanted to know. They were all about Song Qingwen's ideals, his future development, his thoughts on filming, etc. These very formal and unnutritious questions.

"These questions are too official, fans are not interested, and there will be no ratings at that time, I will ask my assistant to resend you a manuscript later." Liang Sheng threw the manuscript in the trash can, took out his mobile phone and called Mi Rong.

The recording room is separate. Song Qingwen is too famous now to be afraid of being blocked by fans, so he is well protected by the program team. He entered his recording room from the back passage early in the morning.

The host got the manuscript again, looked at the above questions and couldn't help but sigh that it was really deep, and the ratings were absolutely guaranteed, as expected of Mr. Liang's arrangement.

When the filming officially started, Song Qingwen had a temporary texture perm, his hair was slightly yellow, which made his face more white and tender.

"Welcome Mr. Song to accept this interview." The host said familiarly, approaching Song Qingwen at close range, and couldn't help but praise the real person in his heart.

Song Qingwen nodded, narrowed his eyes slightly, and raised his red lips in a beautiful arc: "I am also very honored."

"Okay, let's start the interview, Mr. Song, what do you think of this counterattack?"

"I am very grateful for the nobleman's help. It can be regarded as a windfall." Song Qingwen smiled unabated, and Liang Sheng's appearance appeared in his mind. I have nothing to say.

"If someone likes you, how would you want the other person to confess?"

Song Qingwen was taken aback. This question was a bit strange, but out of professionalism, he answered obediently: "You don't need to be very solemn to express your love to me. As long as I like this person too, I will follow along with a word."

It's a pity that no one will like me, I'm not worth it, I'm not good at all, I didn't have a good childhood, and I won't have a good life in the future, Song Qingwen was destined not to be loved from birth.

"It's convenient to reveal, do you have someone you like now?"

the person I like?Song Qingwen originally wanted to shake his head, but froze because when he heard the host asking about the person he likes, Liang Sheng's smug smile flashed in his mind, Song Qingwen was all hairy, and hurriedly shook his head: "No."

"So what's the plan for the future?"

"Currently I plan to become an actor, and then I won't take too many jobs. I don't like a busy life. In the future, I may occasionally shoot one or two favorite movies, and then travel around. My mother always wanted to go to Provence. , but she never got what she wanted.”

Song Qingwen spoke slowly, and when he talked about his mother, the corners of his mouth couldn't hide his tenderness.

After the filming ended, Song Qingwen came out of the studio. By coincidence, Liang Sheng came out from the opposite side after being interviewed. Their eyes met, and the atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

Liang Sheng looked at Song Qingwen's blinking eyes and newly done hair, and swallowed uncomfortably, oh my god, so cute.

"Hello." Song Qingwen broke the deadlock, took the initiative to approach and stretched out his hand, Liang Sheng shook it lightly, and left without saying a word, which surprised Song Qingwen.

He chuckled, after all, he thinks too highly of himself. A person as lofty as Liang Sheng, and himself are people from two worlds. Even though they met for a short time, the line has been drawn and they have returned to their respective worlds. The world, fortunately, I stopped the loss in time and did not fall into it.