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[Xunyi Index] On X, XX, #艺人新媒体指数# (variety show guest) congratulatory message xxxxxx ranks in the top three

[Network variety list] On the day of X, XX, #网络物艺艺术playing index#: 1.#演员的选择#playing index 71.22

He Yan put down his phone and stopped looking at the various screenshots sent by the team.

This result is really good. Looking at the various statistics and rankings, it is a trend that is about to explode.At the same time, it also means that you can't go on the street silently, and your part will be put on various platforms to be discussed by others.

I don't know whether it was right or wrong.

"Do you know how to open this?" Cui Yuanxun asked standing in front of him.

In order to covertly shoot, the program team only installed some cameras in the lobby of the cinema, and gave everyone a finger camera, which can be hung on the chest like a necklace.Just now when the staff gave them a half-day brand introduction with the product, it seems that the sponsors stuffed a lot of money.

Congratulations took it over and studied it: "It seems that the one given to you has been used before, and it has run out of battery."

It is always a bit awkward to squat in the lobby to charge, so they found the staff lounge to recharge.

The program crew hadn't installed a camera in the break room yet, and He Yan's hanging heart also eased a little. After all, what he couldn't help but start to say now, the degree of offending people has been multiplied several times: "Look, Not only is it out of battery, but even the keys are not very sensitive. Maybe I gave it to you when I got tired of using it first. You see, that’s how it is. Even I was thinking how to step on your foot."

After saying the last sentence, He Yan wished he could bite off his tongue.

He did try his best to do so, biting his tongue tightly with his teeth, which was extremely painful.

Cui Yuanxun still heard it, and he still didn't understand the logic of the congratulatory message: "But why should I care? I don't even know them, and I don't need to care about what they think of me."

He looked at the congratulations in confusion, as if this was really a problem, but suddenly realized: "Oh yes, you are an idol, no wonder."

Idols seem to need others to love them very much. There are tens of millions of fans on Weibo, and there are people chasing him when they go in and out, so everyone must think highly of him.

Congratulations was choked, as if cotton was stuffed in his throat, unable to speak.

He has heard many people criticize him fiercely, but none of them seem to be like Cui Yuanxun, with a sincere attitude and no slight contempt, just a light "no wonder" is enough.

"But you should lose your fans now, right?" Cui Yuanxun continued to be curious, "I took a look today, and there are quite a lot of scolding you, aren't you worried?"

This topic is much easier to talk about, He Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to be unscrupulous in the room without the camera: "No. Do you really think that idols are mass-produced robots? Just like many people wonder why some idols are exploded It is actually very simple to come up with a solid black history, but torture diehard fans. It used to be said that men like to save the world, but women are also the same. Just like Xu Xinzhe, there are still people who firmly believe that he is slandered. I want to leave If he stays away, it means I'm ruthless."

Of course, that's what he said, but if it wasn't for accidents, He Yan wasn't really prepared to take this path.After all, the uncontrollable risk is too great. Fans may tolerate hundreds of shortcomings of idols and strengthen their combat effectiveness, or they may collapse because of some trivial things that no one cares about.He would rather be bored.

But talking so much to Cui Yuanxun, He Yan felt very tired again.

"I really don't know why I have to tell you the truth, why you." He Yan couldn't stop his resentment, "You don't understand at all. I can imagine your life, you absolutely It’s fine if you haven’t been trampled on, but you can’t even imagine that feeling.”

The shrunken camera was finally fully charged, and the green light turned on and made a beeping sound.He Yan pulled out the data cable from the interface and handed it to Cui Yuanxun.It's almost time for them to go out, too.

Cui Yuanxun took it, didn't look at the congratulatory message, and didn't speak.

This is a very strange feeling, and he still needs to study and digest it.

In fact, what He Yan said seems to have nothing to do with acting, but Cui Yuanxun can still think of many theories in class.The emotional memory emphasized in the Steiner system, the emotional substitution developed by the derived method, and the psychological posture advocated by Chekhov, there are so many ways to empathize with the characters.His homework is very good, and he also ranked first in the art test when he entered school. No one said that he could not empathize.He believed that if he was really given a role where he was bullied and wanted to be seen, he would be fine, it would just take some work.

However, it seems that the last step is always missing, like the last missing piece of the puzzle, the long-awaited enlightenment.

This kind of thing, he originally planned to learn from the best directors, but the great directors don't seem to intend to lend a helping hand.Instead, he received the sudden honesty from someone he didn't expect, and let him be overwhelmed by the spreading atmosphere, but at the same time, he had to face up to the gap that he didn't necessarily make up for.

I don't know if it's the right thing to do, or the wrong thing to do.