There aren't many dedicated stand-ins like me.

When Fu Ran was surrounded by fans, Xu Qiao tactfully suggested that Tang Yichen quit the recording of the show.

Accepting it normally, he lowered his eyes, "Okay, I won't participate."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left from another direction. Xu Qiao looked at Tang Yichen's back and sighed. He wanted to call his wife, but there were too many people and noisy here, so he gave up this plan and sent a message to his wife instead. , let his wife comfort Tang Yichen.

Fu Ran really didn't expect that he had so many fanatical fans, and he actually blocked people on the TV station. He was crowded by many people, and he couldn't sign his signature well.

Either it was knocked off as soon as you got it, or it was "stabbed" and a long line was drawn on the postcard.

He asked Louis for help, and Louis, who was squeezed to the outside, received his gaze, nodded solemnly, and gestured for a long time with his hands, meaning to ask Fu Ran to persevere, and the bodyguards would arrive soon.

Fu Ran had no choice but to deal with the fans with a fake smile.

A fan wearing a denim jacket squeezed in front of Fu Ran, her eyes were bright and energetic, she looked young, maybe only fifteen or sixteen years old, she was very old

Said: "Of course I like you very much, and my classmates also like you. You are so handsome, can I be your girlfriend!"

Fu Ran smiled brightly, "Thank you for your love, I am very happy, but you should study hard and wait until you are an adult before falling in love.

My handsome boyfriend. "

As soon as the words fell, other fans said in unison: "You are the most handsome in the world!"

"Really? If you say that, I will swell hahahahaha." He smiled until his eyes were narrowed, and his two rows of white teeth were neatly aligned.

Look, if he hadn't taken into account that there are still fans taking pictures with their mobile phones, he might have started to get his hands on his hips.

Seeing Fu Ran smiling so brightly, the fans screamed enthusiastically, wanting to get closer to him, and even closer, the scene was very chaotic.

"Be careful!" Fu Ran quickly helped a girl who was almost knocked down by someone, "Are you okay, young lady needs to eat more, she's too thin."

The girl's face was flushed, and she was too excited to speak. She stared at Fu Ran, only knowing to nod.

Fu Ran smiled, but he wondered why Louis' bodyguard hadn't arrived yet. If this continued, he would be buried by enthusiastic fans.

Said Cao Cao Cao Cao will be there, a group of burly bodyguards in black suits and black sunglasses appeared, abruptly inserted into the crowd and fished Fu Ran out.

"But how are you doing?" Louis approached him, looking him up and down with a worried face.

He straightened his slightly wrinkled clothes, "I'm fine, where is Director Xu, is the show still on record?"

"Record." Xu Qiao came out from behind Louis.

"Success, then let's go quickly, leave early after recording." Fu Ran looked at the time and urged.

Looking at Fu Ran who showed disgust between his brows, Xu Qiao said in a complicated mood: "Come with me."

What Xu Qiao is doing is a high-quality variety show, most of which invite popular new artists to make their first variety shows, and a few invite popular traffic stars like Tang Yichen who have debuted for a long time.

The show is hosted by three hosts, and there are multiple game sessions. The games in each episode are not fixed, it all depends on the identity of the current artist. For example, Fu Ran came as a model this time, so There are likely to be model-related games arranged in the show.

Among them, there is a link that is more popular with the audience, and that is the quick question and answer. The program group collects some questions on the Internet that netizens most want to ask idols, and then

Then ask the artist on the show.

As Fu Ran's manager, Tan Wei is responsible for telling Fu Ran in detail what Fu Ran doesn't understand, and the matter of the show is no exception.

Fu Ran was led by Xu Qiao to the backstage. The backstage was full of guests who had come to this episode of the show. Fu Ran didn't know any of them. He smiled kindly at everyone and found a random place to sit down.

The makeup artist came over with a cosmetic bag, he stared at Fu Ran for a while, then turned and left without saying a word.

Fu Ran was possessed by an actor, he touched his face, and said sadly: "Why don't you give me makeup, am I not worthy?"

Tan Wei was silent for a few seconds, then quietly said: "No, it's because the makeup artist is not worthy."

There is nothing on Fu Ran's face that needs to be concealed and modified. She is naturally beautiful and flawless.

"Hehehe, don't say that, the makeup artist brother will be sad when he hears it." He said hypocritically.

Tan Wei rolled his eyes and didn't answer, he understood that Fu Ran was poisoned, and it was a persistent poison.

The program groups all have scripts, and before the official recording of the program, the staff sent them scripts to let them go through the general flow of the program.

Fu Ran hasn't been famous for a long time, and he doesn't have any specialties or masterpieces. It all depends on his own face. Louis came over when he was reading the book.

Louis said: "Of course I have arranged all the fans, am I good?"

Fu Ran didn't raise his head and said: "You are amazing, awesome, awesome, old iron 666."

"Of course you're perfunctory." Louis pulled the script from Fu Ran's hand, with aggrieved face.

Fu Ran shifted his gaze to Louis, "No, I seldom perfunctory. My compliments to you are all from the bottom of my heart. Really, trust me."

Louis whispered, "I can't believe it, I'm so sad."

Fu Ran said, "Then what do you want?"

Louis's eyes glowed, and he said loudly, "Of course, go on vacation with me, just the two of us!"

The artists who were not familiar with each other looked at Louis's words one after another, and their eyes were full of strangeness.

Fu Ran helplessly raised his forehead, "Brother, keep your voice down, let's keep a low profile. If Han Chenkuang finds out about this, will he put you in a sack and throw you into the Pacific Ocean?"

Louis sneered, and said viciously, "I don't know who will put the sack first!"

Fu Ran became interested, "Why, you can't hide your identity as the underworld prince?"

"I don't have this status."

"cut."

Louis pouted, "Of course you look down on me."

"No, even if I look down on Han Chenpei, I won't look down on you."

"You touch your conscience and say it again."

Fu Ran solemnly refused: "No, I always say what I say once, and I will never repeat it. This is my basic principle of life."

The corner of Louis's mouth twitched slightly, "I didn't hear clearly, why don't you say it again?"

"I said, I've always talked..." The following words stopped abruptly, Fu Ran looked up at the ceiling, and said nonchalantly, "The weather is really nice today."

At this time, the staff called them to go to the studio to record the show.

Fu Ran got up and followed the crowd, "I'm performing on stage."

Louis said: "But don't worry, I got the first row of seats, and you can see me at a glance."

Fu Ran paused, and said in pain, "Brother, what are you doing?"

"It's okay, I came to invest in their TV station because I received the news in advance and knew that you were going to record a show."

Fu Ran gave him a thumbs up, "Boss, you invest so much, aren't you afraid of losing money?"

There was a sly look in Louis's eyes, "I invest in what I think is worth it. So far, I have never lost money."

Perhaps it was because of his vicious vision that his father, who was far away in country M, bombarded him with phone calls all day long, asking him to complete the target in one year for others to complete in five years.

This "other" refers to the eldest son of the Frank family next door to his house.

Old people like to use their own children to compare, alas, he is exhausted.

The big brother's world couldn't be understood in a short time, so he entered the recording studio with curiosity, and appeared in the camera in all directions.

The host has a solid foundation, and even though he has never been in contact with an artist, he can speak clearly and clearly, as if they are familiar with each other.

A hostess teased Fu Ran, "People have different aesthetics, but Ran Ran has managed to make everyone's aesthetics consistent. May I ask whether Ran Ran's good looks were changed by the gods in the sky?"

Fu Ran blinked: "Maybe it is!"

The hostess laughed, and said that since Fu Ran was transformed by a god, she should also be made to look better. The request is not too much, just like Fu Ran.

Fu Ran said seriously: "Wait, look forward to metaphysics."

The two chatted happily, and the atmosphere was harmonious, and the camera kept looking at them. Seeing that the faces of other guests were not right, the two male hosts looked at each other and brought the topic back with smiles.

The female host also reacted, and immediately followed the rhythm of the male host and took care of everyone.

Going through the process on the stage and watching the excitement off the stage, unlike ordinary audiences, Louis kept taking pictures with the camera, and Fu Ran was the only person in his photo.

Luis was satisfied with filming a book, and Fu Ran was also satisfied with recording one. Fu Ran thought that recording the show was troublesome, but it was just answering questions, mixing in the crowd when playing games and pretending to be melon-eaters, and deserting most of the time.

Later, Tan Wei told him that it was because Fu Ran was not valued enough by the program group. If Tang Yichen were here, nine out of ten topics would be about Tang Yichen.

Fu Ran shrugged his shoulders, and said indifferently: "It's okay, don't keep walking around me, it's a bit overwhelming for so many cameras to get angry all at once."

After the show was recorded, it was time to leave. The director of the TV station was away, and the temporary person in charge came to see Louis off in person. Louis ignored him and excitedly held the camera and said to Fu Ran: "I took a lot of photos of Ran Ran. I will do it for Ran Ran another day. Let's hold a film festival!"

Fu Ran was overwhelmed by the flattery, and quickly refused, "No, no, no, nothing, the film festival or something, when the time comes, fans will come to see it, it's too embarrassing."

Louis thought for a while and said, "Forget it, don't let others see such a beautiful moment."

All right, as long as Louis gives up the festival, for whatever reason.

A few people came out of the TV station, followed by a group of bodyguards, looking very cool.

Fu Ran, who was talking to Louis, stopped suddenly and stared in a certain direction.

I saw a black car parked in the open space not far from the TV station. A tall and stern man in a formal suit casually leaned on the hood. His facial features were three-dimensional and his hair was combed meticulously. Blowing up the corners of the clothes, added a bit of coldness and chic for no reason.

As if feeling something in his heart, the man raised his eyelids and looked over, his eyes met, the alienated breath on the man dissipated instantly, he raised his hand towards Fu Ran, and Fu Ran ran over and threw himself into his arms.

"Why did you leave the hospital early and come here? How long have you been waiting?"

The man saw the reflection somewhere from the corner of his eye, his eyes turned cold, he turned around to block Fu Ran, and said in a low voice, "It's not long, get in the car."

"Yeah." Fu Ran sat in the car obediently, seeing that Mr. Han was about to start the car, he said, "Let's wait for Louis, he seems to be getting in the car too."

Mr. Han raised his eyebrows and immediately stepped on the accelerator.

"..." Tears of sympathy were shed for Louis.