I want to be in the headlines [Interstellar]

Xiao Ming is very happy recently, because his idol Ye Junyan has become very popular on the Internet recently.

At present, there are only three Ye Junyan match videos circulating on the Internet, two of which are official qualifying match videos, and the last one was filmed by himself in the Mech Club—he licks the screen for each one It has been edited countless times, and even edited, with its own bgm - "I was conquered by you like this", and it was even popular on the forum.

Ye Junyan's support club has more and more people, and he is becoming more and more fanatical as the president.The rookies who joined the club shouted one after another, hoping that one day the president could organize an idol meeting and get in touch with Ye Junyan.Xiao Ming has been called so much, so he had an extravagant wish——Emma, ​​if only he could be added to the idol's private contact number?Then he is a veritable god, right?Can show off for a lifetime!

But Ye Junyan is too low-key, very few people know his personal contact number, probably only a few close friends and relatives know about it.And during the competition, in order for the players to train better, they don't have to come to the school to attend classes.

Eh?relative?

The witty Xiao Ming had an idea, and couldn't find a way that he could go through the twists and turns!He didn't dare to disturb the second prince, but Ye Junyao was notoriously sociable!

The president of Jihuatong's support club struggled for a long time, and finally brought a mecha model, wrapped it with a pink ribbon, and prepared to give it to Ye Junyao as a gift——Well, there is a saying that people are short-handed and soft-mouthed Well.Ye Junyao took his model, so he should be able to give him the idol's contact number.

So on the afternoon of the second day after Ye Junyan passed the qualifying match, Ye Junyao was stopped by Xiao Ming on his way to class.

"Sorry to bother you, but you are Ye Junyao, right?" Xiao Ming nervously grasped the gift and asked.

The Bailian boy raised his head in surprise, and his eyes flashed once when he saw the small pink wrapped gift in the man's hand in front of him.He smiled sweetly: "Yes, what can I do for you?"

"That...can you..." Xiao Ming faltered and couldn't speak in an extremely weak voice.

Because the voice was too low, Ye Junyao only heard a few sporadic words, and after the other party finished speaking, he asked patiently again: "I didn't hear clearly just now, what did you say?"

She should have come to confess to him?What excuse would you use to refuse?

But before he could figure out what kind of answer to make the other party retreat, Xiao Ming slapped his face angrily with a sentence he could hold back: "Can you give me Ye Junyan's contact number? I'm really sorry to bother you, but I admire him so much—everyone in our support club wants to be closer to him!"

Ye Junyao's smile froze on his face.

Xiao Ming looked at him with eyes full of expectation, but he didn't get a response for a long time.He looked at the uncertain face of the young man in front of him with some doubts, and finally he suddenly realized and handed him the gift in his hand: "A small gift is not a respect, I hope you can accept it."

Accept it quickly—and tell me my idol's contact number!He cried out inwardly.

And the green tea boy took a lot of effort to suppress the anger that was about to erupt in his heart.

What's wrong with this world?How did everything change overnight?Before he tried so hard to explain, Ying Ao was dubious and didn't even come after him afterwards!They haven't been able to have a good conversation until now.Now another fan who claimed to be Ye Junyan came to him and asked for Ye Junyan's communication number!There are also those so-called newspapers and media that confuse right and wrong!

His lungs exploded!The whole person is going to fly into the sky!

Ye Junyao looked at Xiao Ming's anxious gaze in front of him, gritted his teeth and relied on all the perseverance he had cultivated in this life to not spray him with blood.Senior Bai Lian is a master of Taoism, and even squeezed her cheeks and squeezed out a very tangled smile: "There is no need for gifts, just raise your hand. But Jun Yan's contact number, I can't give it to anyone without his consent..."

Xiao Ming was a little disappointed when he heard the words, but continued: "Is it really not good? Then can you help me ask the idol if he will add me? Just say it's me! He said he remembered me last time!"

Ye Junyao was obviously jealous to death, but he pretended to be generous: "Well, I will ask for you."

"Great!" Xiao Ming quickly took out a pen, wrote his contact number on the gift bag, and forced the gift into Ye Junyao's hand, "Remember to ask for me, I really admire him! It’s my contact number, please let me know the result, thank you.”

Holding the gift, Bai Lian mentally imagined the image of the other party's face being slammed angrily, but she continued to maintain that forced smile on the surface: "Okay, then I'll go to class first."

Xiao Ming waved to him full of expectation.

And after Ye Junyao walked into the classroom, the difficulty had just begun—"I didn't expect that your brother is so powerful?"

"Those two games were really cool and stupid!" Those friends who used to hang out with him, now they all praised Ye Junyan, "He should still be preparing for the game right now? Jun Yao, can you invite him to an appointment?" Come out to play?"

"Taking a few photos with him now should be able to hit the headlines, right?"

Ye Junyao couldn't even smile this time.This is a realistic circle, no matter how much they hated Ye Junyan before, but now that he is famous, everyone wants to get acquainted with him.

"Jun Yao, why don't you speak?" A girl shook his arm coquettishly, "Could it be that you are so happy to see your brother that you are dazed?"

Ye Junyao came back to his senses after being shaken like this, and he was about to swallow "Can you change the subject and stop discussing Ye Junyan" - who told him to always play the image of a "good brother"?Now I can only knock out my teeth and swallow in my stomach: "Well, I am really happy for him... As for making an appointment, it may not be possible now, after all, he has to concentrate on preparing for the game."

Everyone stopped entangled after hearing the words, and instead began to express their shock at the game.

The boy Bailian looked at his happy friends. He was usually the center of the topic today, and he felt that sense of edge for the first time today.His current identity in the eyes of these people is primarily "Ye Junyan's brother", not Ye Junyao himself.

Not only the changes of passers-by and friends, but even the item of lover - when Ying Ao walked towards him with an expression full of wind and rain, he encountered the reality that he was about to fall apart.

"What's wrong?" Ye Junyao forced himself to remain calm even though he was flustered, and greeted Ying Ao as usual with a sweet smile.

Ying Ao grabbed his wrist, pulled him away from the classroom, and asked in a particularly depressed tone: "Did you do it? Did you do all those things that framed your brother?!"

Ye Junyao's chest heaved greatly, he lowered his head to avoid the other party's sight, but was forcibly grabbed.

Ying Ao asked excitedly, "Answer me!"

The Bailian boy bit his lower lip, his eyes were flickering.He still wanted to defend himself, but when he raised his head, he bumped into those familiar brown eyes, which were full of pain and struggle.

Ying Ao seldom experienced such pain.

"Is it you?!"

"Would you believe me if I said no?" Ye Junyao asked tremblingly, covering his eyes and crying, "I didn't expect Jun Yan to do this, he framed me—"

Ying Ao didn't speak, he let go of the other's wrist, and his IQ was on the line: "Really? I really want to believe you, but—"

He shook a lot of documents with his left hand, threw them on Ye Junyao's face, and shouted: "You are still lying to me!"

"I never want to see you again!"

After yelling the girlish words, he turned and left angrily.Ye Junyao stayed in the same place alone. He picked up the stack of materials and felt that the whole world had collapsed.

……

Imperial Palace.

"Your Majesty, the trial site Ulan Star has been breached, and the eldest prince is fleeing to the nearest giant star with his personal guards..." The valet in charge of the report glanced at the bedridden old emperor, and read out the latest information.

The old emperor's sickness was quite obvious, he stretched out his old hand to cover his cough: "How did you break through?"

"It is reported that the victory was already guaranteed, but the Zerg reinforcements provided timely support through the space wormhole. The eldest prince was caught off guard. In order to avoid more casualties, he had no choice but to give up." The valet who had followed the old emperor for ten years saw him coughing again. , hurriedly handed over a bottle of potion, "Your Majesty, this is the latest product developed by the research institute, which can relieve your symptoms—"

The old emperor waved his hand reluctantly while coughing, and pushed away the bottle of potion: "No need, you continue to read."

"The local people held the first protest march, hoping that the first prince would step down and be replaced by the second prince." The attendant carefully placed the medicine on the table, following the old emperor's instructions.After reading it again, he presented this memorial from Prime Minister Zuo with both hands.

The old emperor took it weakly, and put it on the bedside after only a glance: "The second child is still in the Federation?"

"Back to Your Majesty, yes."

"Let him come back." The old emperor looked out of the window, and his cloudy eyes reflected the blue sky.He thought of his second son, who had inherited the beautiful eyes of his late wife, and had been in the Federation for a year.

Li Guanxiao looks like the first queen, but his character is like him.

As long as it is what you want, you will get it by any means.Compared with him, the eldest prince is more like his wife's character, kind-hearted and soft-hearted, but not like a good successor.

The old emperor waved his servants out and closed his eyes tiredly.