I was loved by my idol

After the reception that day, Qin Ce fell ill with a persistent high fever, sore throat, sore eyes, and dizzy hair.I don't know if it was because the "blizzard" blew too long, but I managed to toss myself into the hospital and lay dying on the hospital bed.

The seven aunts and the eight aunts came to visit in turn, and it took a long time to visit. Qin Ce felt that he was even more confused, and finally caught the gap when no one was around, and took out his mobile phone to check Weibo.

As soon as I opened Weibo, I saw a reminder of special attention. He Chunian posted a photo, and the time showed "just now".No text, just a simple picture.

That picture made Qin Ce jump up from the bed, don't be too refreshed!

In front of the gray curtain, He Chunian was wearing a simple white shirt with a loose neckline showing a little chest muscle. The dim light made the outline of the face clearer, and the whole person was proud and cold.However, red eyeliner was painted on the eyes, and the ends of the eyes were slightly raised. The careless eyes were like a kitten, constantly grabbing the softest part of Qin Ce's heart, making him itchy.

Why is this man so good-looking! ! !I can! ! !

The army of critics under the comments has already rushed to Amway and Howling, Qin Ce downloaded the original picture to his mobile phone, opened the picture editing software and began to re-color.

Fingers tremblingly dragging and dragging the parameter value range, oops, it really looks good no matter how you adjust it!After finishing the color adjustment, I happily sent it to Weibo, ready to receive a new round of compliments and compliments.

What to write in the Weibo copy... He thought for a while and typed the four words "unexpected encounter".

Is it too obvious? Could it be misunderstood by other fans to be an "illegitimate child"? Should I change it? I was still in the process of tangling and tangling, and I was startled by the voice from outside the door. Send it out with a shake of your hand!

what……

"Little Cece~"

That mean voice sounded again outside the door, and one didn't need to look up to know who it was.Qin Ce looked helplessly at the door for two seconds before seeing the owner of the voice coming.

It was Qin Cefa's little Zhang Chuhe who came, with long golden hair on his head, four or five metal chains hanging on his head, twenty rings on ten fingers, and dozens of beads and bracelets wrapped around his left wrist. Holding a huge fruit basket in his right hand, he rushed in with clinking steps.

Qin Ce smiled at him, barely raised his voice, and made a sound that had been polished by sandpaper: "Why are you here?"

"Hey, Cece, your voice is really amazing. This voice is more powerful than our lead singer. Don't build a building, let's start a band."

Zhang Chuhe is the drummer of a well-known band. He has more fans than ten He Chunians combined. He usually lives exaggeratedly. After he devoted himself to music, he let himself go. The world is full of lace news all day long. Today, he smokes on the roadside, and tomorrow he goes to nightclubs. Picking up girls, cheating and breaking up the day after tomorrow, deceitful feelings, all kinds of things, if the two families are not family friends, if Zhang Chuhe can still pretend to be a dog in front of the elders, it is absolutely impossible for the two to establish this kind of friendship.

"I stopped building buildings and made movies instead"

"Hehe, you are planning to join the entertainment industry, and support your idol?"

Because Zhang Chuhe was in the entertainment industry, he was the only one who knew about Qin Ce's pursuit of stars. After all, Qin Ce once begged Zhang Chuhe for an autographed photo for him.

"Can I meet your idol when I'm making a movie? It's just that you are so confused after chasing that person. I haven't met him for a year. Our band has made a lot of announcements this year, let alone met, I don’t even know anyone around me, what kind of deep-sea creature are you chasing?” Zhang Chuhe sat on the sofa in a big way, and continued to say while complaining: “Why don’t you chase me with someone else? You will definitely not be disappointed."

But I'm not interested in you, Qin Ce pouted and didn't bother to talk to him.

A musician and an actor don't often share the same stage, let alone a top rock band and an [-]th-tier starlet.

"But what's wrong with you, you're still in the hospital? Why are your ears pregnant?"

"I'm pregnant with you!" Qin Ce's seven orifices were full of smoke, he felt that Zhang Chuhe didn't come to visit the sick, but to make sick.I wanted to scold at first, but when I saw that Huangmao took a pear out of the fruit basket and peeled it, I thought I should forgive him.I have been sick for the past few days with dry mouth and tongue, but I really want to eat this kind of juicy food.

"Look at you sick, oh yes, why did you go to make a movie? Make a small movie?"

"Let's make a ghost movie." Qin Ce rolled his eyes, and began to describe the "Japanese incident" and "job transfer incident" in a broken voice. Of course, for He Chunian's original words, save as much as you can, and beautify as much as you can .

However, after hearing this, Zhang Chuhe threw the fruit knife away, bang with a murderous look, and said with righteous indignation: "Fuck, how dare this little boy make such a move against us!"

After speaking, he took a bite of the freshly peeled pear viciously.

That pear is really big, it looks very heavy in Zhang Chuhe's non-human hand, listen!That crisp sound, look!The splash of juice between the lips and teeth, the sweet and juicy feeling exploded from my mind, as if it also messed up my taste buds.

Qin Ce couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and watched him eat the pears one by one, until there was only one pear core left, and a parabola was thrown into the trash can without error.

"It's okay, I'll clean him up for you. I'll find someone to find out what he's been doing recently, and I'll make it up to him." Zhang Chuhe babbled, and finally said this.

"If you frustrate him, I'll frustrate you!" It's fine if you don't eat pears, but you still have to fiddle with his idol. It's really a combination of old and new hatred, Zhang Chuhe, you are dead, you are dead, you are dead!

"I really don't understand, you still like him after he's like this"

"After all, he's so good, what should I do, I'm hated by my idol, and it's too miserable to chase stars like me."

The more Qin Ce spoke, the more frustrated he became, and he was so wronged that he finally started to sob, but his voice was not allowed, and he wailed for a while, which really could not arouse sympathy.

"Okay, okay, according to me, this kind of [-]th line, let him dare to be arrogant, let alone you are the father of the gold master, even ordinary fans can't do this. If you become popular in the future, you won't get points The house collapses in minutes. The little stars are different from us, they have a heavy personality and are easy to collapse.”

"Impossible. He Chunian is outstanding. He is handsome, graceful, and gentle. He has high business intelligence and strong strength. He is not that kind of person!"

"I think you are chasing stars and fools." Zhang Chuhe gave him a blank look, and took another orange from the fruit basket. The moment he peeled it, the fresh orange fragrance filled the whole room.

Guess you're being stupid, Qin Ce replied in his heart, you can scold me, but you can't scold me idol, and didn't talk to him.

"You said that you are a rich second generation, with a listed group behind you, and a film and television company in your hand. At worst, you would smash a luxury car and a luxury house. Who doesn't like people with a lot of money."

You are a fool with a lot of money, and your whole family is a fool with a lot of money!

"If you want me to say, you can just take care of him directly. People of his class must wait for the patron to come and drag him into the upper class. Moreover, maybe he already has a patron now. It's over."

"Impossible, he is not that kind of person!"

"How is it impossible? Why did you go out secretly in the middle of the night in Japan? What class of people did you go to that reception? Why did he go? And that movie, he can shoot it with just a word ? Use your brains, you"

"Impossible, no way!" Qin Ce said with righteous indignation, his eyes almost popping out.

"Okay, okay, he's not, he's not, he's not." Zhang Chuhe hurriedly comforted him: "Isn't it just right that he is not? You can take the initiative and tell him 'Master wants to take care of you', isn't it all over?"

"Can it work?" Qin Ce doubted the feasibility of this suggestion.

"Why not? There are a lot of things like this in the entertainment industry. You can sleep with the director by building a bridge. If you invest in film and television dramas or something, you can sleep for several years. Besides, you are rich and powerful. There are many people who want to catch up with you, and you will understand when you enter this circle in the future."

"Want to hook up with me?"

"That's not true. You have money and resources, and you look pretty good. If you put it in this big dye vat, you don't know who will sleep with whom."

"But what if he doesn't agree?"

"Disagree?" Zhang Chuhe raised his legs, stuffed a large piece of orange into his mouth, and said with pouting, "If you disagree, you can take away all his resources and let him have no exposure at all. When I got the money, I kept him in the snow for a while, and naturally wept and begged for support."

"Oh, by the way, the big deal is that you just buy his company and it's over. Anyway, you still lack artist management. You can kill two birds with one stone. You've become his boss, so you can do whatever you want."

Qin Ce seemed to have opened the door to a new world, blinking his big eyes and beckoning him to continue talking.

"This kind of [-]th line is desperately trying to be popular. The problem is that no one supports it. There are only so many resources. He has no skills. How can he compete with the backstage? You can give some resources at will. Basically, what do you want? Whatever you tell him to do, he will do."

Whatever he wanted him to do, he just... Ten thousand words floated in Qin Ce's head, which could not be described.

"Then... do you have a patron too?"

"Do I need a benefactor?" Zhang Chuhe put the orange peel on his head: "I'll go home and shout that Dad has everything. Besides, with my current status, I'm the one who takes care of others, and it's my turn to be taken care of by others." "

"Okay, okay, you are the father of the sponsor, do you have any experience in taking care of others, tell me, let me learn."

"I'm in Hong Kong with you..." Zhang Chuhe took the biggest grapefruit out of the fruit basket, and while unpacking it, told him about those anecdotes about nurturing in the entertainment industry. I was taken aback.

Qin Ce completely forgot about him eating his own fruit, thanked him again and again in the end, gave him the rest of the fruit, and sent him away respectfully.

Zhang Chuhe's thinking is simply too correct, wouldn't it be over to take care of him? It's not flattering to spend so much effort running around here and there. If he was directly taken care of, wouldn't he be the domineering president and the little wife?

Yes, this is the correct script!

Qin Ce suddenly came to his senses, and finally remembered his identity as the proud son of heaven. He turned on the computer while coughing, and entered the key words "Entertainment industry supports the domineering president" in the search box to start the learning mode.

As a shrewd businessman, he did not fight unprepared battles. After downloading a few G briefcases, he began to read them carefully.