Chapter 7: Idol

In order not to delay the artists, the narrator interviews are conducted in groups, Bai Ye and Qi Xingchen this morning.

In theory, Bai Ye had other announcements, Qi Xingchen could wait a little longer without work, and should have let Bai Ye come first, but Bai Ye said, "You go first."

Qi Xingchen was also not polite, having just lost face, he wanted to find a place to calm down, swish swish swish a few steps into the studio.

The assistant director had already set up the equipment and was waiting for him. Qi Xingchen went in and bowed, and the assistant director asked, "Ready?"

"Okay," Qi Xingchen nods, "let's get started."

As usual, the first narrator interview was a self-introduction session. The studio was small because it was just a single interview and didn't need much space.

The setup was very simple, two chairs, a table, and a sign row for "Let's Travel Poorly Together".

Bai Ye sits in the waiting area and can faintly hear voices inside.

"Hello everyone, I'm Qi Xingchen."

Assistant director: "Just a couple sentences?"

Qi Xingchen: "Then add one more thing, people may not be familiar with me, just call me Xingchen from now on."

"Okay, Xingchen," the assistant director continued to ask, "After your official announcement came out, so many fans threatened to get all your information, so satisfy them personally."

"What kind of information do you need, height and weight?"

"You can also add relationship status and choice of spouse."

The assistant director is digging a hole for him, Qi Xingchen heard it and hurriedly waved his hand, "No, no, no, no, no, no, I'm not dating, I'm only 21, I'm just picking up my first variety show, let me work for a few years before I talk about it!"

"Hahaha, well, dedicated enough," the assistant director was amused by him, "so tell us the rest of your information."

Qi Xingchen truthfully reported his height and weight, the deputy director listened to smack half a day, "not right ah, your height in the data is 181cm, now how to become 178cm?"

"181 is false, the actual I only 178. agent smacked me short, specially changed my information and Baidu encyclopedia, you do not believe those."

In reality, Qi Xingchen was almost 180, while the original owner was a bit shorter. Seeing him waving his hand repeatedly with a real and disgusted expression, the assistant director was once again amused by him, and Bai Ye outside the door couldn't help but curl his lips as well.

The assistant director asked some more questions next, and before the interview ended, the assistant director said, "Xingchen, why did you choose to take part in 'Let's Travel Poorly Together'."

"For fame," Qi Xingchen pauses, "and ......"

"What else."

"My idol is here too."

The assistant director, intuiting that this was a point to dig deeper, pressed, "Who do you idolize?"

Qi Xingchen, however, shook his head, "I can't say, I don't want to rub him the wrong way."

"Your idol wouldn't blame you for saying it, after all, you're his fan."

"Whether he blames it or not is his business, whether I do it or not is mine." Qi Xingchen is determined not to fall for the deputy director's trap.

In fact, he knew Bai Ye could hear it, and while waiting in the waiting area for the videotape, he heard talking inside.

But this sentence was from the heart. With the male lead's current fame, he definitely did more harm than good by rubbing up against the heat, and would be scolded by his fans for backsliding and bloodsucking not to mention the fact that he would be easily labeled with all sorts of labels.

Moreover, if Ai Dou were in the position of the male lead, he would never do anything to make the other person resentful, he can't afford to see Bai Ye frown.

No matter how the assistant director tried to dig, Qi Xingchen refused to say anything. Then the assistant director gave up and stood up and patted Qi Xingchen on the shoulder, "Have a good time in Poor Traveler, see you next week."

.

Bai Ye's interviews are much simpler, and his popularity can even be described as "who doesn't know you". He can be photographed just by ruffling his hair, so there's no need to dig deeper.

When he came out, Qi Xingchen was sitting where he'd been sitting a while ago, scratching his cell phone in boredom.

Bai Ye slowly paced over, flexed his index finger, and tapped it twice on the tabletop in front of Qi Xingchen, "Why haven't you left."

"Wait for you," Qi Xingchen quickly put away her cell phone, "I haven't thanked you yet for doing me such a big favor today."

Bai Ye is standing, Qi Xingchen needs to raise his head when he talks to him, and his single eyelid is pressed into a shallow crease when he looks at people from the bottom up, making him look particularly sincere.

So Bai Ye looked behind him, saw Du Lanxin wasn't there, and whispered, "Going home?"

"Back."

"Where is your house."

Qi Xingchen gave a general orientation.

"Take a ride in my car," Bai Ye said, "it's on the way."

Qi Xingchen got into the car after getting close to the male lead for nothing.

Bai Ye today by the private business car, not the company with the nanny car, but unfortunately the license plate number is still recognized, just drive out of the underground garage, the black pressure of a large swath of paparazzi and fans rushed up to the car surrounded in the middle, the pressure is not open.

This situation has been encountered many times by the driver master, skillfully inserted into the air a little bit to rub out. Unfortunately, the speed of rubbing is not as fast as the speed of people walking, fans keep reaching out and slapping the car window, the sound is not to mention, especially unsafe.

Bai Ye could only rub his throat and open the window.

"Ahhhhhhhh-" He just showed his face, and the screams that broke through the sky suddenly rang out from outside. The female fans were shouting louder than one another as if they were in a duel:

"Brother, look at me!"

"Brother, are you recording McMansion's variety show today? Did it go well?"

Bai Ye replied in a gentle tone as he waved at them, "The recording went well, don't worry."

He made up the footage for the commercial last night until the early hours of the morning, woke up early today to go to the recording studio to record the commercial dubbing, and then came to the McMansion headquarters for the narration shoot afterward, working back-to-back until now, and his voice is in very poor condition.

Fans grabbed every opportunity to ask, and he patiently answered them all, chatting for almost ten minutes, his voice growing muffled.

Remembering that he had done the same thing to the real Ai Dou, Qi Xingchen was a bit anxious and hurriedly opened a bottle of mineral water and handed it to Bai Ye.

Bai Ye froze and took a few sips.

It was then that the fans noticed a raw face behind Bai Ye, and the girl at the front asked, "Who is he, brother?"

"His name is Qi Xingchen, he's also an artist from Noah, and we'll be working together in the near future."

"...... Qi Xingchen," the girl smacked her lips and suddenly remembered, "Is that Qi Xingchen, the officially announced guest of Poor Traveler? Yesterday, someone in the super chat rumored that you would be on Poor Traveler, could it be true?"

Before the official announcement, the notice must be confidential, Bai Ye did not answer positively, only said: "Well, I have to catch up with the schedule, do not chat with you, you go home early, the road to pay attention to safety."

When he finished, he pressed the car window shutting out the sounds of disgruntled fans.

The one who just handed him the water is hanging his eyes and his expression doesn't look too bright. Bai Ye asked, "Is it noisy?"

"No, just think ......" Qi Xingchen voice jarred, "You have a bad throat, you shouldn't talk to them for so long."

"Long? I haven't spoken to them for more than fifteen minutes, but they've been waiting for me for - if you count from the time I came into McMansion - three or four hours, and I can't keep them waiting for nothing."

Qi Xingchen's tongue was dumbfounded.

Bai Ye instructed the driver to drive faster and then asked, "Are you in a hurry to get home."

"...... No, I'm not in a hurry, it's okay."

How come this paper man even has the exact same personality of spoiling the fans as the real Ai Dou, Qi Xingchen fingers scratched twice on his pants line, thinking that if they really like you, they should be able to hear your exhaustion and should feel sorry for you.

Instead of disregarding you to seize the opportunity to interact with you, as you are doing now.

Bai Ye didn't know what Qi Xingchen was thinking, and took out a mineral water to continue wetting his throat.

Xiao Man and the others, also exhausted, leaned straight back and closed their eyes, and the carriage fell silent, like a lifeless can of sardines.

Walked halfway, the driver master do not know how, suddenly shouted: "Behind the car, just inside a SUV, how has been following us?"

Assistant A Lun, a boy with baby tiger teeth, sniffed and glanced in the rearview mirror, "By the way."

"It's not by the way, it's gone four ways with us!"

"Then at the front you take the lead and try it out, see how they react." A Lun hesitated.

The driver complied and merged into the left turn lane, picking up left at the next intersection. The whole thing happened quickly, almost ten seconds or so.

The car that bought after them obviously didn't react and slid forward two meters, then immediately braked sharply, regardless of the fact that it had already crossed the line and picked its way towards them at breakneck speed!

Spare the road less cars, this pass operation also shocked the crowd out of a cold sweat - SUV's open method already belongs to the illegal behavior, very easy to cause traffic accidents!

"Fuck," A Lun squeezes a few words through his teeth, "another fucking private fan!"

Private fans are a kind of monstrous fans in the fan circle, taking pleasure in stealing information about their idols and chasing after their private lives. They are capable of doing anything that is perverted. There was once a male star who came home to his house and was so scared that he almost fainted when he realized that there was a naked 丨naked strange woman lying on his bed.

Chartering a bus to chase idols on a private trip is just small potatoes for them.

"Drive fast, shake off the rear car," Bai Ye thought for a moment, "and try not to hurt them."

The driver was ordered to step on the gas to drill into various alleys. The rear car frantically followed the left and right turns, concerned about the safety of the private life, are almost to Qi's neighborhood, the driver has not even shaken off.

Bai Ye's address is well protected and has not been found by the bastards so far. The most important thing is that it is not his home now, but Qi Xingchen's home. If someone remembers Qi Xingchen's address, that would be a victimization of the family.

Bai Ye pressed his brow helplessly, "Go back to the office and get a different car to split up. I'm sorry, I'm the one who dragged you into this."

Qi Xingchen clenches his fists and doesn't speak.

Bai Ye thought he agreed with his proposal and instructed the driver to turn around and drive toward Noah.

Not driving far, as if he had made up his mind about something, Qi Xingchen suddenly spoke, "No, you're not at fault, it's the bastard's fault."

"Master, please stop the car."

The driver didn't know whether to listen to him or not, and asked Bai Ye with his eyes as he drove forward. Bai Ye thought Qi Xingchen was in trouble and signaled the driver to stop.

The driver pulled over and opened the door, the SUV slowly stopped, and from the back jumped down four young girls of eighteen or nineteen and a boy in his early twenties, each with an excited light in their eyes.

Because they know that Ai Dou is coming down to "educate" them - most celebrities don't dare to say anything serious to their fans due to public opinion, at most they come over to talk to them about the dangers of chasing a car, and at the end they have to calm them down and persuade them to go home as early as possible.

They were able to see Ai Dou up close, be "comforted" by Ai Dou, and maybe even touch her a few times, all in one go, so they weren't afraid at all!

However, when they saw the person coming from the car in front of them, the five people were immediately dumbfounded.

Who is this guy and why is he in Bai Ye's car? He's a good looking guy... no... ...... His cell phone camera ...... Seems to be in use!

Qi Xingchen turned on his cell phone's video and aimed it at the five men's faces, his voice dripping with coldness, "Do you still want to keep chasing?"

"...... What the hell does it matter to you if we chase or not?"

"Is nothing to do with me."

Qi Xingchen hooked his lips, "But all five of you were recorded by me. Bai Ye may be soft-hearted and unwilling to expose you guys, but I won't. If you guys continue to chase after me, I will immediately post this video online."

Exposed online at ......

The girls immediately panicked.

In the information age, there are all kinds of people on the internet. Especially Bai Ye fans are huge, there must be a technical party that can skin them, human flesh they just need to hit the keyboard, but the impact is significant.

Thinking about the consequences, they couldn't help but take a step back, already having thoughts of running away.

The only boy is still not convinced, pointing at Qi Xingchen nose: "You expose me, I find the net to warn you of cyber violence you believe it or not? And who are you? Bai Ye didn't even say anything, who are you to control me?"

Qi Xingchen: "By virtue of the fact that I'm also Bai Ye's--"

"By virtue of him being my friend."

Before he could say the word "fan", he was interrupted by a male voice from behind him. Bai Ye I don't know when I got out of the car, and I don't know how long I've been listening and what I've heard.

He held Qi Xingchen's wrist and brought her behind him, his voice losing its usual warmth: "With this video as evidence, I can also sue you for invasion of privacy. There will be no more exceptions, or I'll see you in court later."