so you love me

Cao Jihong turned his head and watched Qiao An's slender figure disappear into the dark corridor, always feeling a little distressed.Obviously those people outside were talking bad things about him and his fans, but he took the initiative to detour to avoid embarrassing others. Why should such a sensible child be so maliciously programmed.

Calculating the time, he felt that Qiao An should have gone back, so Cao Jihong also stood up with his bag and went downstairs to detour. The child is so sensible, so he, an "old man", shouldn't try to spoil his good intentions.

When he returned to the scene, Qiao An was taking a photo with his fans. He smiled softly and brightly, as if he hadn’t heard those words, and told the fans: “Although I took a photo, don’t send it out for now, because I This role is just a small supporting role, and it's not sure yet, if it doesn't perform well, it may be replaced, so don't publicize this matter in advance, just treat it as a secret between us, okay?"

Maybe a small supporting role, no one will care who the actor is, but if you take the initiative to promote it and get replaced in the end, you will undoubtedly be ridiculed for a long time, not to mention that this is a movie starring Zhang Xu, All unofficial propaganda will be regarded as hype.

Of course, the fans also understood, and responded cooperatively: "Okay!" "Understood!" "Xiao An, come on!"

After sending the fans away, Qiao An continued to sit on the sidelines to observe, and occasionally went out for a while, for some reason, Cao Jihong couldn't see anything unusual about him, but he was always a little worried.

So after Director Su's individual guidance, on the way to dinner separately, he deliberately raised his mouth with Zhang Xu: "Hey, your little friend is not in the right mood, do you want to talk to him?"

Zhang Xu asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

Cao Jihong told him what happened in the stairwell, and clicked his tongue angrily: "I should have just walked out and interrupted those people."

Zhang Xu patted him on the shoulder and said, "You can't help it. After all, the King of Hades is very troublesome with little ghosts. If you get into trouble with them, and then splash your dirty water on the Internet, even if it is fake, it will be very difficult to deal with." .”

Cao Jihong sighed, his brows still frowning.

Zhang Xu comforted him and said, "Okay, don't feel guilty. I'll go back and talk to him later. Seeing that he doesn't respond, I guess I've gotten used to it over the years."

Back at the hotel after dinner, Zhang Xu went to Qiao An's room, but no one was found. After knocking on the door for a long time, He Xiaoxi next door came out and told Zhang Xu that Qiao An had gone to the gym, so Zhang Xu went downstairs to the hotel gym .

This hotel is not a very good hotel. After all, there are dozens of crew members staying here. A hotel that is too high-end will cost too much. It would be great if such a hotel could have a gym. It is also impossible for Joan to practice singing while running here.

The gym was completely dark, and the lights were not turned on, but Zhang Xu heard singing from inside before he reached the door. He sang "The Best", but he sang in a call-out style without emotion. It could even be said to be She was simply venting, and her voice was intermittent, high and low, mixed with heavy panting.

When Zhang Xu walked in, he saw Qiao An running on the treadmill alone, singing loudly. In the dark gym, only the red LED numbers on the treadmill were shining, which was very intrusive.

"Why don't you turn on the light?" Zhang Xu asked.

Originally, he just wanted to start the next conversation with this, but Qiao An was startled by his sudden utterance, and turned his head subconsciously. Just as he saw who was coming, he stepped on the edge of the treadmill and turned around immediately. The circle fell to the ground.

There was a "boom", and he knew it must have been a heavy fall. Zhang Xu hurried over to try to help him up, but Qiao An was caught off guard. His thighs and buttocks were so painful that Zhang Xu couldn't use his strength. Xu helped him several times but failed to get up.

However, the physiological tears also broke through the critical point, rushing to fall from the eye sockets.Falling down in front of her idol and crying, the pain and embarrassment made Qiao An almost unable to lift her head, the grievance and sadness accumulated in her heart surged up together, she simply shook off Zhang Xu's hand, sat on the ground and buried her face in the Weeping silently.

Zhang Xu sighed helplessly, stopped the treadmill, sat down beside him, and said, "Cry if you want to cry."

After the treadmill stopped, there was silence in the gym, only Joan's suppressed sobbing could be heard.It could be heard that he wanted to hold back, but he failed completely. Tears dripped from between his fingers and pooled together on the wooden floor.

Maybe it was Zhang Xu's silent company that made him feel at ease, maybe because Zhang Xu was special to him, Qiao An actually took the initiative to express his grievances.

"I'm always...always only...delayed...in the group...can't dance...dance...nor...variety show cell...can't do anything..."

He was smoking very badly, and he spoke intermittently: "They obviously... obviously... prepared...prepared gifts...to visit the class..."

"But I..." The more he said, the more he got emotional, until the sobbing turned into a full-blown cry, "I can't even do a good job... causing them to be pushed—and called stupid fans— I'll just embarrass them—"

He was no longer depressed, crying out the sadness and grief hidden in his heart, but even at this time, he did not blame those fans who pushed and scolded him, but took all the responsibility on himself, feeling that he had failed The fan's expectations were met, and it was because he was useless that the fans were treated like this.

Zhang Xu couldn't help reaching out and hugging him into his arms, hoping to comfort him in this way.

Celebrities are mostly very good to their fans—at least on the surface—there are more and more celebrities who are famous for their fans in recent years, especially some young idols, and even chat with their fans on the Internet Mix together.But it was the first time for Zhang Xu to see a fan who was pushed and said to be a fan, so guilty that he couldn't cry.

Of course, it was also the first time he saw a 24-year-old boy who cried for more than half an hour.

I don't know how long Joan suppressed it. When he calmed down, his voice was completely hoarse, but he was finally able to speak intermittently: "I really...I really love them..."

Zhang Xu put his arms around his shoulders and said, "I feel it, my clothes are already wet from your crying."

"..." Qiao An froze, sat up silently from Zhang Xu's arms, lowered his head and wiped away the tears on his face indiscriminately, then looked at Zhang Xu with red eyes, and sure enough, an obvious water stain almost occupied His entire left shoulder and chest.

The feeling of embarrassment surged up again, Qiao An covered her face and couldn't lift her head, and said sullenly, "I'm sorry Brother Xu..."

Zhang Xu tugged at his clothes, let the wet fabric leave his skin, and comforted him: "It's nothing, everyone is sad, it's a good thing to cry, and I'm happy that you can cry in front of me, it shows you Trust me a lot."

Zhang Xu looked at Qiao An with a smile, his cheeks became hot and his heart felt warm.

Joan lowered her head and said softly: "When I debuted, I wasn't very popular because I couldn't dance, rock or rap. The rankings were always dangerous. I didn't know they paid for it in the end. how much effort.

"But in the past few years since my debut, I haven't had any outstanding works, and I have been scolded at every turn. In the past two years, I haven't even had an album, and the announcements are all programs that I can't name, but they still support me. ,I am truely thankful……"

He choked up again while talking: "I don't want them to be wronged because of me...I also want them to be proud..."

"Yes." Zhang Xu said, "This should be the loudest I've heard your voice. It's enough to see how much you attach importance to them. I think they will be very proud."

Qiao An laughed out loud at what he said, and snorted dumbfoundedly: "Brother Xu..."

Zhang Xu said again: "You have strength, and now you have changed to a smart and capitalized boss, and a gold medal broker as the supervisor, and they are willing to train you. As long as you continue to work hard, you will definitely become popular."

Qiao An looked at Zhang Xu, and seeing that his eyes were full of affirmation except for a faint smile, he also raised the corners of his mouth and said, "Thank you Brother Xu, I will work hard."

Zhang Xu touched his head, then gently touched his eyes: "Okay, go back and rest quickly, look at your eyes, they are as red as rabbits, and they will definitely swell up tomorrow, let your assistant fix them." Put some ice on you. Your voice is also hoarse. After all, you are a singer. Even if you are in a bad mood and want to vent, you can’t ignore your voice and run to the gym. By the way, you just fell, are you okay?"

Zhang Xu asked and made a gesture to touch, Qiao An quickly covered it by himself, shook his head and said, "It's okay! It doesn't hurt anymore!"

Zhang Xu's hand stopped halfway, he looked at him with raised eyebrows and said, "What? Everyone is male, why are you still shy?"

Joan pursed his lips and looked back at him innocently, without answering, but the meaning in his eyes was clearly: Can't you just be shy...

The guess in his heart became clearer, Zhang Xu withdrew his hands and sat up straight, and suddenly became serious again: "Next time you want to vent, don't come to the gym. If you are in a trance, if something happens, it will be very dangerous."

"Ah..." Qiao An finally realized that he had misunderstood, and quickly explained: "I didn't come here to vent. It's because Director Su asked me to relax in the high-pitched part and sing more casually. Breathing is very demanding, so I come to sing while running, so that I can exercise my ability to control my breath.”

"Is that so?" Zhang Xu said, "I didn't expect singing to be practiced through exercise. But no matter what, let's take more rest tomorrow. Your body will consume a lot of energy today."

Qiao An nodded obediently: "I see, thank you Brother Xu."

Zhang Xu sent Qiao An back to the room. He originally wanted to tell He Xiaoxi next door, but Qiao An stopped him, saying that he didn't want her to worry. Zhang Xu sighed and said, "You deserve to be a star, and you cry for your fans It saves the assistant's worry and effort..."

But looking at Joan's gentle yet resolute smile, he could only pat his head and tell him to rest early.

Qiao An showed up on the set the next afternoon, but he looked a little tired. Cao Jihong asked Zhang Xu what he had talked with him yesterday, and Zhang Xu said, "I cried for half an hour, and I guess I haven't recovered yet."

Cao Jihong was speechless.

Originally, I planned to continue to accompany Qiao An to accept the inspection by Director Su, but unfortunately, the agent called, and when Zhang Xu returned to the set, he was notified directly——

After dinner, I continued to work and started filming scenes in the bar.