The big star has a prince syndrome

"Brother Ye Yan is so handsome. The weather is very hot, remember to use sunscreen to prevent heatstroke."

"Congratulations on being among the top three most beautiful women in Asia!"

"Xiao Yan, you have to eat on time! Your clothes are so nice, can I get the same style?"

"Xiaoyan, look here! Just take a picture!"

There is always a group of fans downstairs of the agency who would come back to wait for him as soon as they heard the news that he was returning to City S. Their equipment with cameras and long guns were more professional than those of paparazzi.

In fact, fans already know Ye Yan very well and know that he will not give too many answers and will just ask to create an atmosphere. The most important thing is to seize the rare ten-meter distance from the nanny car to the company gate to express their love and concern for Ye Yan.

The cameras kept clicking, and Ye Yan was used to it. As long as they kept a safe distance, he wouldn't ask too much of his fans.

"If you guys come out and squat on me again in hot weather, I won't update my selfies for half a year."

This was the only sentence he said before entering the room, and it was very shocking.

"I know, I know. Thank you for your concern. Goodbye, Xiaoyan!"

"Bye! Be sure to post a selfie!"

They understood Ye Yan's implication. He was concerned about them because he was worried that they would get heatstroke. They were not afraid of the heat, but they were afraid that he would really stop updating his status!

Because Ye Yan is a straightforward person who always keeps his word and never goes back on his word. If he says he won't post it, he will definitely not post it, so no one dares to risk missing the opportunity to see a new idol.

After Ye Yan entered the elevator, all the fans present immediately obeyed the order, packed up their equipment and dispersed on the spot.

"HR found you an assistant, a guy about your age. He originally applied for the position of assistant agent, but the specialty he listed on his resume was cooking. So I asked him if he'd be willing to be your assistant, with the possibility of switching to agent later. He agreed. Let's meet later."

In the elevator, Tan Zhuoxi brought Ye Yan good news that his new assistant was coming.

"Okay, is he in the company now?" Ye Yan asked casually after taking off his sunglasses and handing them to Xiaoxiao.

Is the private chef he has been waiting for finally coming?

"No, he came directly to the set to see us in the afternoon and inspected the quality during work, which was more convincing."

"Is the background reliable?"

"Of course, he can't afford to pay the penalty for breach of contract after signing the confidentiality agreement."

"Oh, I'm a little sleepy. Let's finish the meeting quickly so I can go back to the car and take a nap."

Ye Yan walked out of the elevator feeling a little exhausted and lifeless.

He didn't finish work until three this morning and got up at eight. He felt that he would die suddenly sooner or later.

But he couldn't find any other fun besides work for the time being. Maybe playing games could be one of them, but when his crappy teammates made him so angry that he had a myocardial infarction, he still felt that he would die suddenly sooner or later.

It seems that he is going to die anyway, so he just keeps on playing badly and won't go to bed until his eyelids fall asleep.

He actually fell asleep on the way to the crew. Xiaoxiao and Tan Zhuoxi, who were sitting with him in the RV, didn't dare to make any noise for fear of disturbing him.

He is indeed very handsome. He is one of the rare stars in the entertainment industry who can be popular despite having a world-weary face. Moreover, he has double eyelids, which are rare among world-weary faces. He looks more like a character in a comic book, so exquisite that it seems unreal, purely natural and without any technology.

He has a very difficult face, and he is indeed very difficult to please.

Ye Yan was still asleep when the car stopped at the crew's parking lot.

Seeing this, Tan Zhuoxi whispered to Xiaoxiao, "I'll go see if Xu Qingran has arrived. Let him sleep for another five minutes."

They stepped out of the car quietly and no one would disturb him until the filming began.

He was so sleepy that the makeup artists on the crew ended up going into his RV to do his makeup.

As a professional artist, he suddenly opened his eyes after the makeup artist finished the last stroke and put away the makeup brush.

However, the moment he opened his eyes, what he saw was not the familiar makeup artist, but a young and handsome stranger.

He wore a sun-protective jacket over his T-shirt and a blue sunhat with his black hair draped over the brim.

He looks like the campus hunk on a university campus, pleasing to the eye and innocent.

The other person was looking at him with a smile and handed him a cup of water with a straw.

"Boss, you're awake. Would you like some water first?"

"Who are you?"

Ye Yan was puzzled, then slowly sat up straight.

"My name is Xu Qingran, and I'm here to interview your assistant. Brother Zhuo has just told me about your habits and preferences. Please take care of me."

It turned out to be him. Ye Yan was a little surprised, because if someone with such good looks were to be an assistant, wouldn’t that be a waste of talent?

He was a little surprised, but he silently took the cup of water and took a sip, then stood up and prepared to go to the shooting scene.

When Xu Qingran saw him get up, he took the cup of water from his hand, turned around, picked up the parasol, went outside the car, opened the umbrella and waited for him. His movements were smooth and professional.

"You're quite skilled. Are you sure you haven't done this before?"

Ye joked that it felt like he had been working as an assistant for several years.

"Hehe~ I'm just holding an umbrella, we're just getting started."

Xu Qingran smiled, and this smile betrayed him.

To use the current Internet terminology, Ye Yan concluded that he was a "dumb groom". He looked like the youth of many young girls, but in fact he was just a handsome fool.

Such people are good. Ye Yan likes cheerful people who can complement him.

Everything was normal on their first meeting. Apart from anything else, at least Xu Qingran's height was very suitable for holding an umbrella for him. It wouldn't be as difficult as Xiaoxiao's to lift it. This could barely be considered an advantage.

"Oh, you saw him? Then take good care of him. I'm dying of heat. Get in the car and enjoy some air conditioning."

After Tan Zhuoxi finished talking to the director, he came back and went straight into the RV. Ye Yan was about to say something, but Xu Qingran next to him interrupted her: "Don't worry, Brother Zhuo, I will complete the task."

"Why are you so excited?"

Ye Yan looked at him and asked casually, thinking that he was so confident, it was obvious that he didn't understand my workload.

"It's my first time being so close to a big star, how can I not be excited... If my cooking suits your taste, will you keep me?"

Xu Qingran didn't beat around the bush and asked Ye Yan indirectly about her first impression of him. This was very important as it affected his chances of getting the job.

"That may not be the case. It depends on your performance..." Ye Yan said calmly. He wore sunglasses and followed the crew members to the set. The heat was so intense that every step felt like walking on a stove.

Today he was going to act out a scene where he had to kill a target on a rooftop. He changed into his costume and stood on the rooftop, and the gloomy aura he had after getting into the role automatically came back to him.

Xu Qingran and Ye Yan's bodyguards were standing behind the camera not far away, watching him and couldn't help but exclaim: "He has such a great figure..."

The bodyguards Brother Wen and Brother Sheng beside them were both stunned.

"No, I mean his legs are so long... No, it's just that this outfit suits him really well, it really shows off his figure."

He explained in time, and only then did Brother Wen and Brother Sheng nod and stop looking at him.

These two short sentences made Xu Qingran gasp. He swore that he really had slipped up and had no other intentions.

"Very good. Bend your left leg a little more and raise your right arm. OK, this is the angle."

The director used a microphone to adjust Ye Yan's body angle. Although the static scene was simple, squatting for a long time was really fatal for him, a patient with hypoglycemia.

Each shot only lasts a dozen seconds, but he has to maintain the same half-squatting position for more than half an hour, or even longer. When the director finally calls cut, his legs are already numb.

Ye Yan let out a breath, held up the butt of the gun, and moved his numb feet to reach out to Xu Qingran to help him down the stairs. However, before their hands could touch, he lost his balance and fell face down.

There was a sudden cry of surprise at the scene. Just when Ye Yan thought he was going to suffer a work-related injury, Xu Qingran opened his arms and caught him.

He threw himself into Xu Qingran's arms, but before he could feel embarrassed, he felt a sharp pain in his ankle.

He was still injured at work. He twisted his foot badly when he landed. He couldn't stand steadily and one of his hands was on Xu Qingran's shoulder and he couldn't take it away.

"Are you okay?" The director immediately ran over to show concern. This is a top-tier movie star and he was afraid that he would be attacked by fans.

"It's okay, I just twisted my ankle..."

Ye Yan answered with pain, holding Xu Qingran's shoulders tightly for support. Xu Qingran immediately grabbed his hand and put it on his neck, then put his arm around his waist to hold him firmly.

Ye Yan was shocked. The moment the hand held his waist, he subconsciously straightened his back, and goose bumps were clearly visible on his neck.

"Be careful, can you walk? If not, I'll carry you down."

Xu Qingran asked in a low voice, and Ye Yan came back to her senses and looked away from his profile.

"I can walk, it's not that serious." Just kidding, I'm an old artist, he thought to himself, this is considered light.

So Xu Qingran carried him down the rooftop, limping him, and he temporarily returned to the car to check his injuries.

Five minutes later, the sound of classic Chinese culture came from Ye Yan's car, which was seriously inconsistent with his aloof personality and figurine-like appearance.

"Can you do this, oh my god! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts~ Xu Qingran, let go~ Do you still want this job? If you keep doing this to me, will I still be able to film later?!"

"I'm in the badminton club at university, and that's what we do when we hurt our feet... I'll be gentle then."

Ye Yan was speechless. He looked at Xu Qingran who was squatting in front of him and massaging his feet. He silently clenched his hand into a fist and brought it to his mouth to bite.