Walking out of Studio No. 1, a gust of cold wind made Zhou Ziwu shiver.
Putting the trophy in his pocket, he wrapped his coat tightly and walked towards the gate.
Now, he just wants to go back to the hotel to warm up.
The weather was so damn cold. It was already spring, but it was still so cold. Moreover, he had read the weather forecast in the morning and said that it would be colder and snowier in the next two days.
He was ready to take off his woolen pants, but Miss Chun still didn't come. Is this the time to be shy?
"Are you going back?"
A female voice came from behind.
Zhou Ziwu turned around and found An Ran. She was standing at the door of the studio, wearing a smart red suit, walking towards him.
When she just came out of the hall, she obviously didn't expect it to be so cold outside. Coupled with the thin clothes on her body, her teeth were chattering for a moment.
Seeing this, Zhou Ziwu walked back again. After the two entered the warm hall together, he asked: "Is it Director Huang who has something to do with me?"
An Ran shook his head, "It's not Director Huang who's looking for you, but I want to say congratulations to you for winning the first prize. By the way, you were so fast, and the person disappeared just after you stepped off the stage."
"Thank you." Zhou Ziwu said with a smile: "There is nothing to do if you stay here, why not go back and rest early."
"That's it, that's okay. You go back and rest early." An Ran said, "By the way, can I arrange a car to take you back?"
Zhou Ziwu smiled and said: "That will help me a lot. I was worried about how to take a taxi for a while."
"Then I'll help you make arrangements." As she said that, she picked up the phone and dialed a number.
After making the call, she looked at Zhou Ziwu and suddenly caught a glimpse of the trophy in his pocket.
She felt so ridiculous.
Others broke their heads and even used so many celebrities to canvass for votes to get the trophy, but for him, he just put it in his pocket without fear of falling to the ground.
She said amusedly: "You are really strange. A popular star like you has to take a taxi when going out. It's really..."
"You don't look like a star at all, do you?" Zhou Ziwu added the second half of the sentence for her.
An Ran nodded.
"That's right." Zhou Ziwu smiled brightly, "I'm not a big star to begin with, I just sing. Okay, let's see you later."
After saying that, he waved his hand to her, turned around and opened the door. When the cold wind blew, he shrunk his neck and continued to move forward wrapped in clothes.
Looking at his back, An Ran smiled.
At this moment, she suddenly had the idea that if she were ten years younger, she would chase him.
well.
She sighed.
It's a pity that he is not ten years younger and has no confidence to defeat the person next to him.
…
Back at the hotel, Zhou Ziwu first put hot water in the bathtub. While the water was filling the bathtub, he went outside the bathroom, opened his suitcase, wrapped the trophy in three layers of clothes, and placed it in
A safe corner.
When the hot water was almost gone, he jumped in. After the hot water absorbed the chill from his body, he put on his pajamas and got into bed.
After chatting with Chu Dahu on Fetion for a while, he was ready to sleep.
But before going to bed, he still wanted to see the online reviews of his performance today.
At this time, Weibo had been flooded with news about the CCTV Lantern Festival Gala.
According to the situation in previous years, CCTV's Lantern Festival Gala has not actually had such a high degree of discussion, but who made this year's Lantern Festival Gala have an awards ceremony, and there is also the existence of Zhou Ziwu, the "god among gods".
After casually scrolling around, he found that among the netizens on the Internet, in addition to those who boasted about themselves, there were also people who went to the Weibo posts of celebrities who had previously helped canvass votes for "This Is Such a Family" and made fun of them.
What a mob, what a group of people together can't beat one person, etc. Although Zhou Ziwu won the first prize this time, it was more due to the strength of passers-by, but who cares about the process, anyway, the final result is that we won
.
In addition to ridicule, there are even more outrageous things. I don’t know if it was discussed in advance. Under the Weibo posts of these celebrities, a group of people started chanting slogans in unison.
"When Zhou went to war, not a blade of grass grew!"
"When Zhou went to war, not a blade of grass grew..."
Those rows are really eye-catching.
The so-called "Big Zhou" is exactly the name these fans gave themselves.
There is no way, neither Zhou Ziwu nor his studio has named the fan group. Of course, they can only do it by themselves.
Naturally, those celebrities who have been ridiculed by jumping faces will not stand up and openly admit their mistakes and accept ridicule at this time.
For them, pretending to be dead at this time is enough, and after these people have finished venting, this matter will be over.
As for their fan base, their "morale" is also low and they accept the torture of "Big Zhou" honestly.
There is no way, who made them lose the vote? With so many people together, they are no match for Zhou Ziwu. If you lose the master, you will not have the confidence to fight back.
Of course, there are still some grumpy people who cannot swallow the anger of being ridiculed by a group of people "at the door of their home".
So, after leaving the sentence "Idol behavior, please do not increase the number of followers", these grumpy people changed their avatars and nicknames on the spot, joined "Da Zhou", and also posted comments in the comment area of their original idols [
When Zhou went on an expedition, not even a blade of grass grew.]
It's impossible to output against the wind. If you can't beat me, I'll join. Hehe~
What's more, isn't it nice for a person like Zhou Ziwu who is both good-looking and capable?
Seeing the actions of this group of netizens, everyone in Zhou Ziwu was dumbfounded.
Can it still be like this?
He has learned a lot today.
As for whether fans' ridicule will help him offend others, that is not within his scope of consideration.
From the beginning to the end, he never took the initiative to provoke them. They were the ones who stretched out their faces one by one, crying and shouting that they wanted to be beaten.
Faced with such requests, what can he do, of course, is to satisfy them.
If all this can be blamed on him, then all he can say is: Fuck you!
…
Early next morning.
Zhou Ziwu opened his eyes, picked up his phone and checked the time.
7:01
After getting up, washing up, and coming out of the bathroom, he felt something was wrong.
Why is it so bright?
At this point, it will take a while for the sun to come out. It shouldn't be so bright outside.
Walking to the window, he looked out, and a white world suddenly burst into his eyes.
It's snowing, and the trees below and the cars in the parking lot are all covered with a layer of white "quilts."
broken.
Can we still shoot the MV in this weather?
He didn't care whether Li Ming got up or not at this time, so he quickly went back to bed to find his cell phone and called.
It's no wonder that he is so anxious. If the scene in the Forbidden City changes due to heavy snow and the shooting plan is postponed, then he will not be able to stay alone in Yangcheng.