poor little boy

"Red Boy" is my fan name.

I started.

Since I officially started accepting film and television dramas and commercials, the company has spent a lot of money on me. Viagra took me to work together for three or four years, and successfully transformed me from "the little child star who shoots diapers" to "gentle and restrained acting skills" Online actor Kang Ruhyuk".

At the beginning, I didn’t have many fans, but then my exposure and popularity gradually increased, and my influence became bigger and bigger. The fans of girlfriends and mothers exploded exponentially, and more and more people followed me.

Among a series of various fan names such as "Ginger" and "Confucianism", I waved my hand and rejected them all.

And updated a dynamic on Weibo.

[Jiang Ruhe V]: Let's call him Honghaier.

Later Viagra asked me why I was called such a stupid name.

Because whenever he sees these three characters, what comes to mind is a bald kid with bare buttocks spinning in circles and breathing fire like an electric fan shaking his head.

It's not cool at all, and it doesn't fit my deep and elegant setting at all.

I lightly asked him, "Isn't it cute?"

"No." Not at all.

It's even a little ridiculous.

"It's very unique, do you have the feeling of being bright?"

"Your name Jiang Chichi sounds better than this, doesn't it?"

Still bright?

Do you think it is electric welding?

"..."

"That's because you don't understand. I'm speechless. I have nothing to say to you." I said.

Anyway, Weibo has been posted, and there are over ten thousand retweets and comments. The raw rice has been cooked, what else can you do with me?

In short, the fan name "Red Boy" has been decided like this.

And it is still in use today.

And my group of fans, girls, girls, sisters, and aunts refused at first.

All kinds of groundhogs shouted and cried for four or five days.

Say don't call it such an ugly name.

I was puzzled, and confirmed to Viagra again: "Is it really hard to hear?"

Viagra shrugged, with a face of "I knew it would be like this", noncommittal.

"..."

But fortunately, it didn’t take long. During a fan pick-up arranged by the company, I found that both sides of the airport passageway were full of little red riding hoods that looked like sardine cans.

Immediately afterwards, my cheering color, the clothes, hats, shoes and even my underwear(?) given by my fans all became red.

Every one of my Weibo posts seems to be engaged in some kind of evil cult activity, and it has become a sea of ​​prosperity...

I am very relieved.

……

This can be regarded as the first and last thing I did secretly without discussing with Viagra.

But this time, because I gave the hat to Li Yang casually, the tag "Jiang Ruhe sends a hat after booting up" that has been sitting at the top of the list over time appeared on the screen of the phone, and I glanced at Viagra embarrassingly.

"Brother, let's calm down first..."

Viagra: "..."

He almost smashed the phone he was holding onto my face.

I don't know where he got such a sense of crisis...

It made me more and more inexplicable.

I think his mentality may be like a mother watching other people's children far ahead in academic performance and all the way to success, but turning her head to see his own silly boy sitting on the sofa holding a PSP and laughing at the TV show. Heartbroken.

I raised my eyes to look at Viagra's expression, and unexpectedly met his eyes that were glaring at me angrily. I dodged subconsciously and turned my head to look elsewhere.

When I spoke again, I was a little guilty (pretended), and my voice was drawn out: "Oh... I was wrong, I saw him pitifully huddled by himself, his face turned red from the cold, so I gave him the hat..."

Viagra interrupted me: "Then why don't others give it to him?"

I:"……"

Brother, you are meaningless.

Why are you still messing around?

But no matter how much I complained in my heart, I didn't choke him on the surface. I thought about my words and replied: "Didn't I happen to see it? Besides, he is just a child. He has no parents, no mothers, even his agent." I don’t know where I went, even if he didn’t threaten me, I’m so much older than him, I’m an elder, and I’m in the same crew, so what’s wrong with him?”

What's wrong?What's wrong?What's wrong?

I felt that the more I said, the more reasonable I was, and I didn’t look at Viagra again. I avoided the flames coming out of his body and continued: “Blame me, blame me, I should ask your opinion first when I give him a hat, right? You also If I'm not here, I'll make my own decision, right..."

"It's a ball!" Viagra shouted.

It'sa ball!

"It's started again, isn't it Jiang Ruhe?" Viagra pointed at me with his stubby fingers, hating that iron can't be made into steel, "You can just do it like this."

I:"?"

ha?

What's wrong with me?

"Hotness, brother, this is popularity, how good it is, how many commercial endorsements have been saved for me, right?" I said earnestly.

Viagra: "..."

If you have money, you are your father, if you have milk, you are your mother, and your heat is your ancestor.

"... In short, stay away from him! Don't have unnecessary conversations!"

Do not have emotional exchanges!

Don't make eye contact!

No motion touch!

Fans will be robbed!

I saw Viagra's expression calm down, the anger around me gradually subsided, and the hand holding the phone loosened.

Guessing that there might not be a head-on blow, I pursued the victory and looked deeply at Viagra.

With earnestness and earnestness: "Brother, I know that you are doing it for my own good. I will definitely change my face and be a new person in the future! No unnecessary communication! No physical contact! No eye contact! I will ask for my hat back when I turn around!"

"...Oh, stop, stop," Viagra saw that I was excited and talking more and more vigorously, he frowned and waved his hand at me, "Don't take that hat anymore, I will buy another one later, buy it! Buy it Looks good, is one enough? Not enough to buy two!"

"...Thank you Viagra, Viagra is so good." I said.

Viagra let out a long sigh.

"Little bunny..."

I don't like to hear that.

"Brother, I'm already thirty bro."

Viagra raised one eyebrow and squinted at me. He was very disdainful of my behavior of being good-looking when I got a cheap deal, but he still cooperated with me and said: "Old bastard."

I:"……"

"It's okay, let's go, I'm going to read the script, call me for dinner."

"What are you eating?"

I thought for a while, "Just the big plate chicken opposite. It looks very lively."

Viagra nodded and said yes.

At this moment, the anger on his face had faded long ago, but his pale face was still a little red.

When he left, he gave me another warning look, closed the door and went outside to watch TV.

As soon as the door closed, I let out a long sigh of relief and leaned against the wall.

Li Yang, that brat, is just causing me trouble.

……

I didn’t go out at night. I had already walked to the lobby. I just got out of the elevator and saw the girls who were squatting at the entrance of the hotel at noon. He was playing with his phone with his head down.

Viagra followed me, noticed that I had stopped, and looked back at me in confusion.

Then he followed my gaze and was also taken aback for a moment.

After a while, he said softly to me: "Why don't I buy it back, Dapanji?"

Waves of irritability rose in my heart, and my chest hurt from being squeezed.

Looking at the group of little girls, he had no choice but to nod, and said slowly, "Then bring two more bottles of beer up, and I'll go back."

Hearing what I said, Viagra habitually frowned, disapproving: "What kind of beer do you drink, what time do you drink beer... well, well, drink some before you start working, and then it won't work ah."

The menacing anxiety was affected by his relaxed tone, and the suppressed feeling got better. I looked away, nodded and said yes.

After dinner and drinking beer as I wished, Viagra consciously cleaned up the mess on the table, leaving me alone in the room.

It seems like everyone has those moments.

It's just that during a certain period of time, I suddenly feel bored and uninteresting.

Not interesting.

Maybe it's drinking, too little homework... the work is too easy.

Just very puzzled.

In my heart, I feel a little aggrieved.

I sighed at the empty room, I drank only one can of beer but felt like I killed a dozen, and I wobbled a little when I stood up.

I quickly grabbed the chair, slowly moved to the lounge chair by the French window, and threw my whole body into it.

There is an open script on the bed next to me, on which I have written countless annotations, red, yellow, green, and any color.

I have a bookshelf in my house, with three shelves, except that two of them are filled with books, and the top shelf contains a row of neatly bound scripts.

Randomly picked out a book, took off the book cover, the cover is very brand new, but every time you open a page, the inside is exactly the same as the label on the script on the page in front of you.

Every time I see this used script bundled up to get my calf, I feel very accomplished.

Very proud.

This is my persistence...

"Knock knock knock."

I paused, and turned my head in a daze for a while.

The inner door was closed when Viagra left.

It was obviously not the door that made the sound.