Raiders of the fast crossing target characters

But Xu Jia's venomous tongue directly made An Yangxu's fans who were still jumping around speechless.

They clicked on this person's homepage, which was a verified account, no matter how they looked at it, it was indeed Xu Jia himself.

The fans who said that it was impossible for Xu Jia to take a picture of a newcomer just now felt like they had been slapped in the face, and it was burning hot.

"I'll start losing weight tomorrow: Well, pure passers-by... After watching it, I feel that An's fans are really a bit too much. The two photos are not plagiarized at all, are they just plagiarism?"

"Ding Yichen walks the flowery road: I feel the same way, the key is that An Yangxu also likes it. Could it be that he tacitly allows his fans to cause trouble?"

Some people are not used to seeing An Yangxu's fans for a long time. In the past few years, this kind of thing happens occasionally, and the victims are different.

Those fans seemed to be dumb after Xu Jia made a sound, and they all fell silent, as if they were playing dead.

"An Yangxu: I'm sorry, I opened Weibo by mistake just now when I was changing clothes, and I clicked like it with my hand, please pay more attention to the newcomers in our company."

In the lounge, An Yangxu threw his phone on the dressing table and squinted his eyes.

"Feng Ze." His voice was a bit cold: "Go and help me find out why Xu Jia helped Su Qi take pictures."

"Perhaps, they already knew each other." Feng Ze replied, "Time is precious. There are still two directors to meet tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. Right now is not the time to care about these things..."

"..." An Yangxu sat on the chair, raised his head, and gave him a nonchalant look: "Sometimes, I really want to replace you."

How can there be such a disobedient manager who always likes to meddle in other people's business, and he doesn't listen to what he says.

But I have to say that Feng Ze's professional ability is very strong, which is why he has never proposed to the boss of Hon Hai to dismiss the other party.

Feng Ze was silent for a while, and then said as if he hadn't heard it: "Yang Xu, you should take good care of those fans in the future, otherwise, they will cause trouble sooner or later."

An Yangxu didn't take it seriously: "Indeed, they said that I didn't instigate Su Qi's photo to hit the cover of my magazine, but that like was not really slick."

Feng Ze: "They are all colleagues in the same company. Is it necessary to do this?"

An Yangxu sneered.

"You do not understand."

He was just kind, and wanted to teach Su Qi, a newcomer, what kind of winks he should have when he was in the circle.

"Forget it, I don't want to see you now, you go out and ask the assistant Jin and the makeup artist to come in."

Feng Ze had long been used to his temper, and he was not angry when he heard the words, but turned around and left according to the words.

An Yangxu put his hands on the dressing table, played with his phone, and lowered his eyes thoughtfully.

Why on earth?

Could it be...he underestimated Su Qi?

Could it be that the reason why Su Qi didn't give him the man's contact information...is that man actually his benefactor?

Otherwise, he really couldn't figure out how Xu Jia would take pictures of such a worthless person.

"Brother..." He slowly raised the corners of his mouth, "It's really interesting, you can play."

At this time, Zhuo Xi was thanking Xu Jia on the mobile phone.

Xu Jia quickly replied: "You're welcome, I just can't bear to be accused of plagiarism for my hard-working work."

He has returned to his gentle appearance, and he can feel the temperament of literature and art and the dignity of an artist through just one or two lines: "No one can slander my works."

Zhuo Xi: "I still want to thank you for saving us a lot of public relations fees."

Xu Jia: "Huh? What kind of company is that? Do you still charge for public relations for your artists?"

Zhuoxi: "Just... about the same."

Xu Jia: "I understand, Hong Hai's first brother is An Yangxu, right? No wonder his fans are so arrogant."

He usually doesn't pay much attention to the affairs of the stars in the entertainment industry, he only hears about them occasionally, but what he hates the most is An Yangxu's group of brainless fans, so he has a deep impression on them.

Zhuoxi replied: "Yes."

Xu Jia sympathized with him a little: "It's so miserable, how many years have you signed?"

"Five years."

Xu Jia sent him the emoji of a fat cat shaking its head and sighing.

Yang Huan said from the side: "An Yangxu issued a statement, everyone gradually stopped paying attention to this matter, Su Qi, look at your account, some passers-by have become your fans."

Zhuoxi switched his phone to Weibo.

"Maliu's little bench: This little brother's photo is really beautiful, please don't bother me while licking the screen."

"Can I not go to work tomorrow: what should I do, every time I look at the little brother in this photo, my heart starts to beat faster, Jimei, what's wrong with me—"

"Fans of a certain troll, please fuck off: Jimei upstairs, let me tell you, you are a typical nympho!"

"Here's a bucket of potato chips: Jimei with a racing heart, you're not alone, so am I! The eyes of this little brother named Su Qi are too teasing! Cough, I don't mean the obvious teasing, but It doesn’t look flirtatious, but somehow it makes people’s hearts go crazy!”

There was also a group of netizens who came to watch because they heard that it was Xu Jia's latest subject, "Our Xu Xianer's strength has not diminished, and he took such a good-looking picture of a newcomer!"

A netizen who didn't understand asked, "Well, what is Xu Xian'er?"

"Ham, it's Xu Jia's nickname, because his works all have an unearthly fairy air, and so do people, so he has such a nickname!"

"Oh, so it turns out..."

Zhuoxi watched the number of fans on the account gradually increase, and felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart. So, is this the feeling of being an artist?

He has never been an artist before, and this is indeed his first experience.

However, he could guess that An Yangxu's like was definitely not a mistake.

Even if he didn't lead the fans behind his back, but he wanted to add fuel to the fire, it was absolute.

"Where is An Yangxu now?" He smiled and asked his manager.

Yang Huan froze for a moment, "We should prepare a door-to-door interview on the video platform in the company lounge... Wait, do you want to go to him? You can't go right now. It's just an accident, which will inevitably cause everyone's misunderstanding. "

"He took such good care of me on Weibo, just wanted to thank him." The young man smiled harmlessly.

Yang Huan hesitated, "...then, all right."

"Brother An, someone is looking for you." A company employee shouted into the lounge.

Everyone is in this line of work, and they are very concerned about the latest happenings in the circle. Just now, as soon as the incident about Su Qi and An Yangxu's fans came out, they got it.

Under the watchful eyes of a group of people, the young man and his manager walked into An Yangxu's lounge.

"Uh, Su Qi probably came here to trouble Brother An..."

"Not at all, how dare he, brother An is the first brother of our company, what is his own status, it must be clear."

"That's right, besides, Brother An just gave him a thumbs up, he apologized publicly, and asked everyone to pay more attention to the newcomers in his company. How could Su Qi have the face to trouble him?"

Everyone gathered outside the lounge, discussing a lot.

An immature-looking female assistant whispered: "But I think Su Qi's photo is really good-looking. I didn't expect the famous teacher Xu Jiaxu to help him take a promotional photo. Who would have thought of that."

"I also think... there must be some reason here. Xu Jia can't be hired just because he has money. Maybe the two know each other."

"Yeah, Su Qi doesn't look like a rich man either. If he was rich, why would he take a promotional photo now? I remember that these newcomers seem to be playing tricks after they come in."

"Yes."

In the lounge, An Yangxu was sitting in a soft chair. The stylist in the company was helping him with his hair. Feng Zeli stood aside. When the two came in, the stylist took a look at An Yangxu in the mirror.

"You go out first." An Yangxu said lazily.

Stylist: "OK."

Feng Ze: "You two are this?"

He took a step forward and stopped in front of his artist.

Zhuo Xi smiled slightly, "I'm just talking to Brother An about something."

An Yangxu's voice came from behind Feng Ze: "Get out of the way."

"..." Feng Ze paused and walked away.

"What do you want from me?" An Yangxu raised his eyebrows slightly, but still sat there without getting up.

Zhuoxi came to him and looked down at him.

"Do you want to compare?"

An Yangxu was a little surprised, "Compare? Compared to what?"

Then he saw the young man smile, and said, "Brother An, if you want to come, do so in a fair manner. Aren't you an actor? Then let's compare who can get the best actor award first."

"..." An Yangxu narrowed his eyes slightly, "Are you kidding me?"

A rookie who has nothing, actually speaks nonsense in front of him.

He felt that Su Qi was probably drunk.

"Do I seem to be joking?" Zhuo Xi smiled "kindly", "I believe that Brother An, like me, hates the kind of people who make small moves behind the scenes. Is it?"

"Well, that's what you said." An Yangxu crossed his arms and said with great interest, "What will the loser do?"

"Whoever loses, just call the other party's father."

"Tsk, that's it?" An Yangxu didn't seem very interested, "But I always feel that I seem to be taking advantage of you. After all, you have nothing now."

"This, don't bother you." Zhuo Xi said, "Now is a society ruled by law, we can't go too far, we must be a good citizen who abides by the law. So, compare?"

"Compare." An Yangxu said with a smile: "Well, it's meaningless to compare with ordinary ones. If you want to compare, let's compare with the strongest. International Film Festival, Golden Bear Award, how about it?"

He has also made several movies in the past one or two years, and there are still many good cakes in the future, so it is completely true. Since Su Qi dared to propose such a brainless competition, why not cooperate with him.

Unexpectedly, the young man quickly agreed.

"it is good."

"..." Watching the other party leave with a smile, An Yangxu sighed, "What a lunatic."

"...No, Su Qi." Outside, Yang Huan followed his artist closely, "Are you serious? But according to our current strength..."

"From now on, if there is any news that a big director is looking for someone to audition, please let me know." The young man said to him calmly.

"...Okay." Yang Huan closed his eyes, thinking that this is almost impossible.

But Su Qi has this ambition, so he can only express his support.

It's just that he has already roughly foreseen the scene of young people in the future going to various audition occasions.

In the plays of the more famous big directors, the protagonists are basically openly recruited, and tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people will participate in the selection each time. This is not an easy battle.

It seems that Su Qi has... made up his mind.

Hey, forget it, anyway, the two bet on calling each other's father, at most they would lose, and call An Yangxu his father.

Yang Huan comforted himself in this way.