The traffic and the movie king are together [Entertainment circle]

Bai Xuchuan had a dream.

He dreamed that he was auditioning, so nervous that he forgot all his lines and couldn't speak a word.

The boss who is not director Qin's face is ashamed, and the company leader's face is as black as the bottom of a pot.

Even Lao Zha was so disappointed by his performance that he voluntarily resigned from being his agent.

At the same time, the footage of the audition was exposed on the Internet, and the entire Internet ridiculed him frantically, swiping the screen to tell him to get out of the entertainment circle.

Zheng Yu's fans seized the opportunity to counterattack, and taunted him for overreaching himself, trying to audition for a role that even Zheng Yu couldn't hold.

He Yanzhi was the last one to appear in the dream. He looked very oppressive, looked at him in a very disappointed tone and said, "I'm really blind to be your fan. I should follow Zheng Yu, Chi Wang, BES It's better to combine them..."

The annoying Zheng Yu hid behind He Yan, making faces at him desperately.

"Just because of you, you want to beat me, wishful thinking!"

Bai Xuchuan was furious immediately, and rushed forward to fight Zheng Yu, but He Yanzhi actually firmly protected that villain Zheng Yu, holding his head with one hand to prevent him from jumping.

Bai Xuchuan couldn't hit anyone with this one-meter-long temporary bodyguard, and finally shouted anxiously: "This guy is not a good guy, male god, you should follow me!"

Isn't it just acting? Can't I act? !

Hey, I don't know why I called him a god without saying anything. It's probably because I watched too many fandoms at night and I haven't recovered from my brainwashing.

After hearing his words, He Yanzhi's eyes moved slightly, as if hesitating, and he opened his mouth slowly: "..."

Before he could hear what he said, Bai Xuchuan woke up hot.

He was sweating from the heat, and he was panting for breath.

Still in shock, he groped for the remote control to turn on the air conditioner, sat up and gulped down a large glass of water, still a little uneasy.

What a dream this is!

It must be the opposite, the opposite, all the opposite.

How could He Yanzhi be a fan of Zheng Yu? ?That is absolutely impossible!

I'm already a fan, how can I get rid of it!

Bai Xuchuan thought, since he is my fan, I can't let him down.

In Bai Xuchuan's mind, the disappointing faces of the director, leader, Lao Zha, and Xiaobai flashed alternately, and then transformed into a picture of Zheng Yu's success, Jie Jie Jie with his hands on his hips and laughing.

At the same time, He Yanzhi's magical voice kept ringing in his ears——

"I'm really blind to be your fan."

To be blind...

blind...

The top traffic, Bai Xuchuan, stepped on the carpet with bare feet, sitting on the edge of the bed with one hand resting his chin in a daze, his heart shrouded in the fear of being announced to his face by the movie king.

On the small clock on the bedside table, the luminous pointer just pointed to five o'clock.

The air conditioner was blowing a cool breeze, and the sky was already getting brighter.

Bai Xuchuan's heartbeat, which was frightened by the nightmare, finally slowly recovered.

The young man tried to calm himself down, and poured another large glass of cold water.

He secretly made up his mind.

"Isn't it just acting! No matter what you say, you can't lose to Zheng Yu!"

Bai Xuchuan stood up, picked up the script that was spread out beside the pillow, cleaned himself up, and went to learn from his seniors.

The senior's family lived in Xinye in the southern suburbs, and it took one and a half hours to drive there from Dongjiu Street, where Bai Xuchuan lived.

Xinye is a new district of Zhoucheng, with a good green environment, close to the airport and university town, and supporting residential areas have also been built, including ordinary apartment buildings and single-family villas.

Compared with other outer suburbs, the house price is much higher. We all know that this area will develop with the relocation of the center in the future, and the house price will definitely rise all the way at that time. Therefore, there are so many new properties coming out that you may not be able to buy them even if you want to buy them.

Bai Xuchuan parked the car in the garage, looked out, and saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy with red lips and white teeth, dressed in snow-white exercise clothes, practicing Tai Chi in the yard in front of his house.

"Senior!" Bai Xuchuan shouted, "I brought you some plums."

As soon as the young man heard him call senior, his cheeks that were already slightly hot from practicing kung fu immediately turned red: "...Brother Chuan, didn't you tell you not to call me that..."

Bai Xuchuan got out of the car, and stuffed the paper bag in Cen Shaoyang's hand: "Are you really a senior?"

The voice suppressed a laugh.

Cen Shaoyang joined the industry at the age of four, and he was a star who practiced boy kung fu. He is only seventeen now, but he has been in the industry for 13 years.

Bai Xuchuan has only been in the industry for three and a half years, from this point of view, there is nothing wrong with seniors.At first he called it out of politeness, but later he found that Cen Shaoyang was thin-skinned and would blush whenever he was called senior.

So Bai Xuchuan shouted even more vigorously...

Ten minutes later, the two sat on the balcony on the second floor and had breakfast.

Breakfast includes fruit, milk, porridge and salted duck eggs.

"Your family's breakfast really remains the same forever." Bai Xuchuan blew on the porridge in the spoon while still looking at the script.

Cen Shaoyang saw that he was frowning, and was a little puzzled: "Brother Chuan, you have been acting for several years, and you have gone through a lot of auditions, why are you so worried this time?"

"Different."

Bai Xuchuan turned a page of the script: "The previous auditions were just a formality, but in fact the role has already been decided, this time it's for real."

Cen Shaoyang understood a bit: "It means that brother is very concerned about the result of this audition?"

Bai Xuchuan bit his spoon and nodded: "I'm going to be out of schedule next time. Although there is a book that can be filled in, the quality is really not good. If there is a chance for a play that is not directed by Qin, of course I want to fight for it."

He sat under the morning light, the spoon in his hand reflected the bright light onto the wall of the villa opposite, and the spots of light flickered.

Bai Xuchuan's gaze was also drawn away.

That house is so beautiful.

Bai Xuchuan's thoughts quickly shifted to the house, he casually pointed his fingertips at the house, and asked Cen Shaoyang.

"Senior, I haven't noticed it before. The environment here is really good. Why don't I buy a set here, how about being your neighbor?"

Cen Shaoyang's eyes lit up: "Really? Is it too far from your company?"

Bai Xuchuan's eyes were still looking at the extremely beautiful lawn on the opposite side: "It's okay to come and live during the holidays."

He was about to look away, but was attracted by a low-pitched roar, his ears moved, and he turned his head to look at the side of the road.

In the early morning light, a heavy-duty beast with black and silver color schemes came from a distance. The speed was extremely fast, and it was quickly enlarged from a small point to a clear image, and it arrived in front of Cen Shaoyang's house in less than a minute.

Wow, this is too cool.

It was only when this thought came to Bai Xuchuan's mind that the fast-moving Harley suddenly slowed down, slowed down...and then stopped.

It turned off.

Ok……

This is a bit embarrassing.

Bai Xuchuan narrowed his eyes, looking at the person who got off the motorcycle parked on the road at the door from afar.

He is tall, has short hair, and has a strong sense of oppression.

This picture is so familiar.

"what."

Cen Shaoyang, who finally noticed the motorcycle and its driver, let out a low voice, then stood up and waved towards the door.

Called: "Brother He! Do you want to help?"

Bai Xuchuan is a little sensitive to the word He now, he glanced at Cen Shaoyang, and the young man explained to him: "Yes, it is Brother He Yanzhi, he has a house here, but he rarely comes here."

Cen Shaoyang pointed to the lawn that Bai Xuchuan had just looked at for a long time: "That's the one. By the way, there is also a vegetable field in his yard. It was planted by the aunt who helped Brother He look after the house. She He often comes over as a guest and gives me juicy carrots and green vegetables."

Bai Xuchuan didn't hear the rest of the sentence at all, he was completely shocked: "He Yanzhi lives here?"

Looking at the door again, the man leaning over to check the condition of the car heard the shout, looked up, and shook his gloved hand at them.

"Brother He is greeting us." Cen Shaoyang said happily.

He thought of something: "Hey, Brother Chuan, didn't Brother He also participate in the play you are going to audition for? Would you like to say hello to him?"

The more he said it, the more he felt it made sense: "That's right, I'm definitely not as good as Brother He in acting, and he's also read the script. Such a good opportunity must be used!"

Bai Xuchuan froze slightly, and his chuckle sounded a little uncomfortable: "Hehe, is that so?"

Yes.

Cen Shaoyang looked at him very upright, and repeated hints with his eyes.

... Actually, it is.

Since his debut, Bai Xuchuan has always been regarded as a rare young man who can come to trouble. He is polite, considerate and knows how to measure. He has always been liked by those big shots.

This also helped him a lot, but...

Bai Xuchuan tapped his palm with his fingertips, and the palm was a little sticky.

However, I am afraid no one will believe it.

He's actually... a bit socially fearful.

Cen Shaoyang encouraged him: "Brother, go, I'll pick up the stick for you."

"..."

Bai Xuchuan was pushed just like that, biting the bullet, carrying a green toolbox with a five-pointed red star printed on it - a prop that Cen Shaoyang brought back when his last play was finished - thumping past.

He ran to the door and stood next to He Yanzhi who was squatting on the side of the road to check the car.

The man is focused on the task at hand, keeping his eyes on the tachometer.

He arched his back and squatted halfway. This posture made the outline of the beautiful back muscles more clear.

Bai Xuchuan carefully admired He Yanzhi's superior right-angled shoulders before slowly opening his mouth.

"Need—need help?"

The man turned his head when he heard the sound, saw his face clearly, his eyes froze, clearly revealing unexpected emotions.

Bai Xuchuan was very nervous, but he tried his best to appear to be passing by, calm, and breezy.

——In fact, he is desperately recalling the fan service skills he learned in the company when he was a trainee, his mind speeding up to [-], thinking about how to perform in order to maintain his image in the eyes of fans.

First of all, find a way to find out what kind of persona the target fans eat, and then try to post this persona repeatedly, and then test the acceptance of fans, show the contrast at the right time to increase the difference, and increase the fan loyalty...

...But wait, first of all He Yanzhi is not necessarily his fan, this is very likely to be an oolong.

However, Bai Xuchuan had already forgotten this under the stimulation of the too frightening dream in the early morning.

The author has something to say: Gaining fans and solidifying fans is the first priority of survival. ——Bai Xuchuan