Behind the teaching building, in a secluded corner where no one usually comes, Zhang Hong took a photo with Su Xiaoyue while making V signs.
"Is this okay?"
"Um......"
Su Xiaoyue took the phone and bit her lower lip in confusion.
She had a lot to say and a lot to ask, but when she suddenly saw her in person, and not with a large number of fans, her mind went blank for a moment and she didn't know what to say.
It is the first time for a high school girl to chase stars. How should she pretend to be a star chaser? What should those who chase idols do after meeting them?
She has absolutely no idea.
At this time, it was the turn of Zhang Hong, who was good at observing the atmosphere, to take action.
"Girl, what's your name?"
"Su Xiaoyue, my name is Su Xiaoyue." Su Xiaoyue responded slowly.
"Su Xiaoyue, it's a good name. But..." Zhang Hong suddenly smiled evilly. His ruthless eyes scanned the little girl's figure, which was comparable to Lin Muqing's, up and down, making her tremble all over.
, "You don't think I'm a good person, do you? Not all handsome guys are kind-hearted."
Su Xiaoyue raised her head and argued: "But you didn't do anything to me, and this is still school."
"Oh...it's too sweet, it's simply too naive." Zhang Hong covered his face and sighed, "In that case, then I don't need to pretend to be a gentleman."
Do you want to sit on the roof and watch the stars all night?
But it's daytime now.
The little girl shook her head and swung her high ponytail: "But you are a good person. If you were really a bad person, you wouldn't have told me these words of advice."
Then, the little girl who was almost 1.7 meters tall had a pair of clear black and white eyes: "Sure enough, you are different from those celebrities, you are a gentle person."
Zhang Hong twitched the corner of his mouth.
gentle?
Asasi?
What I hate the most is Asasi!
Why gentleness? Because there is no other advantage besides gentleness.
Makoto Ito is also said to be gentle, but is he gentle?
He was indecisive and shameless.
"Nuan Nan" is also gentle, and "central air conditioner" is also gentle.
But their tenderness is for all girls.
You thought it was tenderness for you, but it wasn't.
"It's best not to say the word gentleness, because 'gentleness' is actually the cruelest word in the world."
Su Xiaoyue recited it silently several times, then brushed her hair that was blown by the breeze by her ears: "Sure enough, you are the same person as Mr. Fangbie in the TV series."
They are all the same mature, melancholic, literary youth, and cold gentleness.
Thinking of this, she hurriedly took out her mobile phone, clicked on her secrets stored in it, and handed it to Zhang Hong: "This is my cover of "The Wind Rises"! There is also a story about Fang Bi that I wrote! If you don't mind,
Can you help me take a look?
My dream is to become a singer who can sing songs written and composed by you! Or to be a screenwriter or novelist who can write a TV series that you can star in!"
Zhang Hong smiled.
Sure enough, he is a star-chaser who hasn't grown up yet.
Girl, I will break this fantasy of yours myself!
He did not take the phone: "You misunderstood, 'Fangbie' only exists on TV and the Internet. In reality, there is only Zhang Hong and there is no 'Fangbie'."
"You may not believe it." Zhang Hong took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, but because he was in school and there were minors around, he didn't light it. "Actually, I only make TV series for money."
"Impossible!" Su Xiaoyue's big eyes were filled with confusion.
Zhang Hong shrugged: "That's the truth anyway."
Su Xiaoyue: "Then why don't you participate in various variety shows and interviews to promote "The Red Dust"?"
Zhang Hong: "Because the show was a one-time deal and I sold it all. What happened after that has nothing to do with me, promotion? Participating in activities? I suffered myself and they made money. Why should I do such a stupid thing."
Su Xiaoyue: "The Fang Bie in "Blood Youth"...and that kind of eyes and acting skills can't deceive anyone!"
Zhang Hong: "The cameo is for the exchange of resources. The world of adults is very dirty. I didn't watch it. Director Liu later helped me promote it. Acting skills? Eyes? This is my first time acting. You should admire Director Liu and him for this."
The crew, they did a good job of shooting and editing."
Su Xiaoyue: "What about "The Wind Rises"? This song perfectly describes Fang Bi's situation, experience and voice! You can't miss it!"
Zhang Hong: "Oh, I wrote this song because Director Liu gave me five hundred thousand."
Su Xiaoyue had tears in her eyes: "Then...that..."
"Looking for real people in illusions, there is a high probability that there is something wrong with your brain." Zhang Hong still maintained a handsome and gentle smile, but his words were ruthless, "You are not yet an adult. What you should do now is study hard and take the exam.
Go to a good university and find a good job after graduation so that you won’t have any regrets in the future.”
The girl bit her lower lip tightly, her face pale.
But even though her body was trembling slightly, she still lowered her head and raised her phone: "At least...just listen..."
Her voice had a thick nasal sound.
Looking at the girl in front of him who was trembling but still very stubborn, Zhang Hong sighed silently in his heart.
Gee, if I can make an underage girl cry, I, Zhang, am really a sinful man.
My damn handsomeness has nowhere to go.
But he still took the phone, connected the headphones, and clicked on the girl's cover of "The Wind Rises."
By the way, I clicked on the fan story written by the girl herself.
Five minutes later, he took off his headphones and returned the phone to the girl.
"The singing is mediocre. Although it's not out of tune, the voice is not recognizable at all. I don't recommend taking this path. And the story is just a literary youth story made up by a moaning little kid. No one will want to submit it.
.I still suggest you study hard and get into a good university."
This is a lie.
The girl's voice is ethereal and a little bit windy, very recognizable and has good pitch.
At least it's much better than Zhang Hong, who is at the KTV level.
The story written is also good, it can arouse people's emotions, and the writing style is smooth enough.
But she shouldn't delay her future just because of this.
The entertainment industry is a single-plank bridge, and the entertainment industry is a turbid cesspool.
This kind of inexperienced girl should not enter this circle.
But...we can't just attack her.
"If... you are really interested in singing and writing, I suggest you try it in your spare time after you go to college. It is also a good hobby to pass the time. Besides, even if you get results, it will be you.
With my own abilities, I don’t intend to be an actor anyway, so I can’t play the leading actor in your story.”
"Thank you..." The girl silently took the phone, lowered her head and thanked her softly.
"Well, I'm sorry to bother you." Zhang Hong looked at his watch and started talking about business, "I came to your school to find a child named Liang Ya. He should be in the first grade of high school. He is only thirteen years old this year. He should be very good.
Are you looking for it?”
"That thirteen-year-old prodigy?" The girl lowered her head and wiped the corners of her eyes, smiling with red eyes, "He is quite famous. He usually spends this time reading in the pavilion behind the playground. Let me take you there.
"
"Sorry to trouble you."
The two walked in tandem without any communication.
When they arrived at the place, Su Xiaoyue shouted in a low voice: "Liang Ya, someone is looking for you."
After Liang Ya raised her head from the book, she bowed to Zhang Hong, turned around and left.
Liang Ya seemed to have already learned about Zhang Hong's arrival from his grandfather, so he was not surprised.
But looking at the back of the high ponytail swaying, he said calmly: "Looking at that look, she seems to admire you."
"Longing is the farthest distance from understanding." Zhang Hong said casually, and then got down to business, "Your grandfather should have told you the reason why I came to you."
"Yes, I have already said it." The thirteen-year-old genius boy nodded, his expression still calm, "But, I refuse."