Before going to bed, Xia Xiqing habitually checked his Weibo account. At first, this account was only used to share his paintings, but in the end it evolved into a star chasing account.

Why so much news? He was taken aback. Although as the most well-known painter in the circle, he was also sought after by some fans on weekdays, but this time there were so many new news that Weibo almost got stuck.

Xia Xiqing quit and restarted, and it became normal.

[Little rabbit is obedient]: Tsing is big! You are the little brother in the white shirt, right?

[President Heng, please support me positively]: Damn it, is it really a big touch in summer? ? ? No way?

was discovered? Xia Xiqing frowned suspiciously and scrolled through the comments. Sure enough, they were all messages from Heng fans, and there were countless private messages, almost all of which were about the press conference a few days ago.

Sure enough, it was picked up, the Internet is really a thing that people can't hide.

Instead of letting these fans guess here and there, it's better to just explode yourself.

Xia Xiqing, who was in a broken jar mentality, turned on the camera casually, and took a picture of his own face. The distance was too close, and the undried hair after taking a shower was scattered in front of his face, and the angle from bottom to top was also very weird . He took a look, and he barely looked like himself, so he hastily posted the photo on Weibo.

[Tsing_Summer]: Share pictures.

The moment it was sent, the vibration of the phone didn't stop, new news kept pouring out, and the excitement of the fans almost poured out of the screen, directly hitting his face.

[Universe No. 1 A]: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! So handsome! The looks of Heng's fans are incredible!

[It's a watermelon, not a winter melon]: I'm so beautiful, the mole on the tip of my nose is so beautiful without me!

[Xiaotu obediently]: The skin is good, the nose is so straight, the eyelashes are so long, you can hold such a tricky angle, you really are a fan of the gods [kneeling]

[First Lady Zhou Ziheng]: Before, I always thought that Summer was a painting of a fairy, but now I know that you are a fairy yourself, it’s hard work [crying tears]

[The only Hengheng pro-mother fan on the whole network]: My mom has such good looks, why does she need to rely on talent!

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Soon, Xia Xiqing's Weibo became popular. His Weibo ID has once again entered the forefront of the hot search list, and he has become a new Internet celebrity that netizens talk about. There are a lot of job invitations and even signing invitations in private messages.

This era is extremely exaggerated, and a good appearance has become the most direct and superficial shortcut to progress in life.

The phone vibrated again.

[Why don't you come to the company to find me when you return to China. Go home on the weekend, I have something to tell you. -dad]

The darkness in the room was like a clammy quilt, wrapping Xia Xiqing in it, making it impossible to breathe.

[I don't have that free time to go to your house, so call me if you need anything. ]

After sending the text message, Xia Xiqing went to the window sill and lit a cigarette. The gray smoke mixed with the soft and indifferent moonlight penetrated into the gaps in the brain to fill the vacancy, making the consciousness blurred.

Like the majority of netizens, Zhou Ziheng, who was doing makeup and hair for the magazine cover, also checked Weibo.

On the day when Xia Xiqing became famous overnight, Zhou Ziheng was almost certain that he would pretend to be a fan to gain popularity just to enter the entertainment circle, and then buy some hot searches or something to hype and gain a wave of fans. It's easy to become popular in this age when looks are in power. But hearing Jiang Yin say that he is unwilling to sign a contract to make a debut, Zhou Ziheng was a little confused again, could it be that he is really just a fan?

So, Zhou Ziheng, who was taking a break from his busy schedule, went to the Weibo account, clicked on the trending search and found Xia Xiqing's Fanquan account.

It turned out that he was really a fan and a painter.

However, Xia Xiqing hardly knows how to post on Weibo, nor does he repost pictures of himself in various scenes like other fans. He just silently posts his paintings. His painting style is very unique, and he can perfect the texture of the human body with just a few strokes It is clearly outlined, and the strong hormonal impact conveyed by the painting can be felt across the screen.

When flipping through his Weibo, Zhou Ziheng also looked at the reposts on Weibo, and found that the fans, apart from bragging that Xia Xiqing is a fairy painter, all of them were-"My Heng A exploded! A can't close my legs! Lie flat and begging the sun" and so on.

Cough, what's wrong with the little girls now...

The fingers that slid the screen unconsciously accelerated, and suddenly a painting flashed in front of him, he couldn't help but stop, and flipped up again.

That picture was once popular. It showed a silhouette of him laying up in three steps, the shadows scattered on his body cut by the sun, the slender fingers clutching the basketball, the red sweat-soaked jersey, and the tightness all over his body. muscle texture.

He exited the Weibo interface, opened his photo album, and found this painting in an album named fan-art. He had never noticed that there was a handwritten signature in the lower right corner of the painting—Tsing.

It turned out that I had seen his paintings, and even kept them to show off to my friends.

Zhou Ziheng, who withdrew from the account, hesitated all night, but finally did not delete the painting from his phone.

But there was always something wrong in my heart.

Probably wanting to take advantage of the popularity, the reality show mentioned by Jiang Yin finished the long-awaited planning work in a hurry, finalized the list of stars and amateurs for recording, and started recording on Saturday. On Friday, Xia Xiqing checked into the arranged hotel at the request of the program team. In the evening, Jiang Yin took the time to come to the hotel to see him.

"Are you so afraid of me running away?" Xia Xiqing wore only a pair of cotton trousers, sat cross-legged on the bed, and wiped his wet hair.

Jiang Yin took a look. His abdominal muscles were clearly defined, which was obviously the result of long-term exercise. They were not very strong, they could only be called lean, but they still didn't match that pretty face to some extent, which made her feel uncomfortable. I was a little surprised, but I just put the document in my hand on the table calmly, "That's right. Here are some information about the program, you have time to read it."

"Is there a script?" Xia Xiqing stretched his neck and put on a loose T-shirt, looking like a high school student, "Let me tell you first, I won't follow your script, so don't treat me What to expect."

Jiang Yin's expression was a little helpless, but she seemed to have guessed it, "I knew it would be like this. In fact, there is a script, but this script has nothing to do with you, it is a secret room plot specially hired by the program team." After finishing speaking She changed the subject, "Although the script has nothing to do with you, we still arranged the character design, and we need you to get closer. Anyway, aren't you very good at disguising?"

This woman always speaks straight to the point, Xia Xiqing is almost used to it, "I see..." He stretched out his long legs, threw the towel on the chair beside him, folded his hands behind his head, and leaned back against the wall On, the tone was loose, "Tell me, what kind of character design did you make for me?"

Jiang Yin sat at the table in a leisurely manner, "Think about it, since Ziheng's transformation, his popularity has soared, so the company must want to continue his aggressive setting, then if we want to go to CP, what do you think? What kind of person should be matched with, who will be easier to get angry?"

Xia Xiqing, who was leaning on the bed, stared at Jiang Yin, his slowly blinking eyes were like a slow motion that was constantly zooming in, and a clean smile that was harmless to humans and animals began to appear on his face, and the mole on the tip of his nose added a little bit to him. innocence.

"Angel character design. Suitable for all ages, children and old people are not deceived."

Jiang Yin shrugged, "Smart."

He sneered, completely different from the gentle look just now, filled with disdain for a moment.

"You seem to have decided to attack or suffer without authorization." Xia Xiqing bent one leg, put his arm on his knee, propped his chin with his palm, and looked at Jiang Yin with unclear eyes.

"It's not...Ziheng's character design is...Of course, it all depends on what netizens think." Jiang Yin was a little flustered at first, she didn't expect Xia Xiqing to raise this question, but when she said this, she suddenly felt that this Although the person is beautiful, his aura is really powerful.

Although Xia Xiqing didn't hide her true character in front of Jiang Yin, she didn't know Xia Xiqing's romantic style, let alone that he was always top, so she could only attribute his words about offense and shou An innate desire for power.

"That's it, it doesn't matter." Xia Xiqing's mouth curled up, and his eyes softened again, "I'm easy to talk to."

In just a few minutes, the expression on Xia Xiqing's face changed again and again, and Jiang Yin was amazed at seeing it. It would be useless not to act with such a talent. Although she had learned Xia Xiqing's ability, she didn't know why he would Agreeing to her invitation so simply, "You agreed to participate in the show without even asking how much you will be paid?"

"It doesn't matter how much he cares." Xia Xiqing suddenly fell back on the bed, "Don't worry, I can't guarantee anything else, the topic will definitely satisfy you." He suddenly remembered something, turned over and lay on his side, looking at Jiang Yin , "However, Zhou Ziheng probably won't recognize the persona you gave me."

"It's okay, I will communicate with him. He has been acting for so long anyway, so he won't be in a hurry to tear down the stage."

Xia Xiqing raised his eyebrows, always feeling that things were not as simple as Jiang Yin thought.

On the second day, Xia Xiqing went to the recording site very early. He was taken to the dressing room by the staff to clean up briefly. The makeup artist was a young girl. Although she was used to seeing beautiful stars, she was still surprised to see Xia Xiqing. After a while, he asked him about maintenance secrets while putting on makeup. A young assistant named Xiaojie entered the dressing room. Xia Xiqing smiled at the hairy boy in the mirror, who was a little embarrassed and scratched the back of his head and said, "Mr. Assistant, you can come to me for anything you need during the recording of the show."

"I feel that only elderly people are called Mr.," Xia Xiqing showed his best gentle expression, "I should look quite small."

"Ah? No, no..."

"No?" Xia Xiqing smiled with eyebrows and eyes crooked like a crescent moon.

"Ah, I mean... I'm sorry, sorry, you look like a college student. I, I'm new here and I'm a little nervous..." Xiaojie waved his hand quickly, "That..."

"Just call me Xi Qing." The so-called make-up is nothing more than a primer and eyebrow drawing, which is much faster than expected. Xia Xiqing stood up, turned around and shook hands with Xiaojie, "I am twenty-five years old, and I should be younger than you." Bigger, but I have to trouble you to take care of me these days."

"Ah, then I'll call you Brother Xiqing." Xiaojie held Xia Xiqing's slender hand with both hands, "I also have a lot of things I don't understand, please bear with me."

so honest. Xia Xiqing was surprised inwardly, this was pretty good, he thought Jiang Yin would put in a slick eyeliner, but it seems he was overthinking. The recording was scheduled in the evening. In the morning, Xiaojie took Xia Xiqing into the studio to take a group of promotional photos. After entering the studio, Xia Xiqing met two other guests who also came to participate in the recording. I understand, he knows both guests, one is Cen Cen, the solo female lead singer whose popularity has skyrocketed recently, and the other is Shang Sirui, a member of the recently popular boy group HighFive.

"Am I the only amateur?" Xia Xiqing turned to ask Xiaojie.

Xiaojie nodded, then shook his head again, "No, there is another amateur girl who is said to be a member of the Mensa Club."

Xia Xiqing nodded, and was quickly called to take pictures. Unlike ordinary amateurs, Xia Xiqing was not afraid of the camera. The photographer first took a few photos to try, and after confirming the preview, he found that it was not bad. He was a little surprised, "Have you ever been a model before?"

"That's right." Xia Xiqing recalled his weird experience of being a model for a friend from the School of Fashion Design in Fomei to shoot a blockbuster of clothing, "It's completely amateur."

"Very good, your limbs are very long, and you are also photogenic." The photographer took a few more photos, and then officially started shooting promotional photos according to the requirements of the program. When shooting the last set, Xia Xiqing saw a tall figure enter the studio.

"Ziheng is here."

There was almost no need to distinguish, his radar scanned Zhou Ziheng in an instant, not to mention his dignified face as an actor, he couldn't find another one just because of his tall stature.

Long time no see. Xia Xiqing turned his eyes back to the camera and smiled.

The author has something to say: Reader: I want to reverse CP...

Zhou Ziheng: [cover mouth] No, you don't want to. My next chapter will be officially launched, everyone hold on tight.

Little Uncle: So what if you go online, are you still teased by me? [shrug]

Zhou Ziheng: Everyone in the comment area who is shouting against CP, you are all locked by the law of true fragrance.