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Two years ago, Ye Chen was seventeen years old and left his hometown to wander alone in the capital.

Ye Chen's parents divorced when he was young, and both parties had plans to remarry and did not want to be burdened. Ye Chen's small ball was kicked by his father to his grandparents.

Ye Chen's cultural course grades have not been very good since he was a child, because his talent points are added to other places:

First, it is added to the face...

Secondly, he is good at imitating the tone of the characters in TV series, and he has always known how to figure out the characters' psychology and immerse them in it. He can tell which actors on TV have good acting skills and which one is bad acting skills at a glance. He is interested in acting and has talent.

However, when taking the art school, you have to learn talents, and you have to attend training classes before the exam. In addition, the registration fees, food, accommodation and transportation costs for the major and minor exams are all expenses. Ye Chen is reluctant to let his grandparents save money, nor is he willing to seek help from his parents like strangers. Therefore, he has never expressed his yearning for art school and has been studying cultural courses in a daze, but he knows that he has the talent to earn the job of an actor.

Therefore, after the death of grandparents one after another, Ye Chen, who was alone, decided to give up his studies after repeated consideration. He took the little savings left by the two old men to the capital to try his luck.

Although his life wandering in the capital is difficult, it is also fresh and interesting. At that time, Ye Chen brought two bread and a bottle of water every day, and happily squatted at the entrance of a film factory or film and television base. Although he was soft, he was tough and had extras, and he also did errands and chores in the crew. Sometimes he would take on some special jobs, such as being a enthusiastic audience on variety shows, or being a fake fan for celebrities to support the scene.

That day, Ye Chen took a job as a fake fan for someone to pick up the plane. The person who sent the task knew that Ye Chen was thick-skinned and strong, so he arranged for him to hold a bouquet and scream and chase the car. He had to deliberately fall down to show his self-restraint. He gave him one hundred five to chase the car, and another one hundred five to fake it. He got three hundred yuan in a few minutes. He was really a fat man.

Ye Chen was actually in a bad state that day. He had a severe cold and refused to recognize his relatives, but he pointed to the three hundred dollars to give himself a day off, so he forced himself to take on the task.

The star that Ye Chen wants to take over this time is Shen Mofeng. He debuted three years ago and is a rich second generation. Ye Chen has seen several works of his, the one that is most impressive is called "Empty Clouds". It is a pioneering literary and artistic film. He can't understand what he says at a glance. He has to be patient and can taste it. Perhaps he is rich and willful. This young master has been in the industry for three years and has mostly starred in works with strong artistic nature, which is very popular but not popular. Therefore, although Shen Mofeng has good looks, strength and resources, he has never been able to enter the top traffic ranks. His fans are very loyal, but the number is not enough.

Ye Chen has no particular affection for Shen Mofeng, but he talks with his conscience. He doesn't think that actors like Shen Mofeng can't stand the loneliness and buy fake fans, and even let fake fans add so many scenes - if such a powerful backstage artist is unwilling to be unpopular, he can put down his shelves and shoot a big IP commercial film in minutes, and there is no need to play with false things. It is likely that the agent or the behind-the-scenes team wants to hold on. After all, the information is developed these days, and celebrities are becoming increasingly difficult to be a star. A group of people hang a magnifying glass on the artist's head and stare at the wrong place. Today, there are few fans in the party, and tomorrow they may be taken to stamp the seal and be fooled through the center of the earth. This young master may not care, but the agency cares.

Shen Mofeng, who was fully armed with hats and masks, walked out of the arrival port accompanied by his assistant. The fake fans gang led by Ye Chen suddenly became boiling, screaming and taking photos. Ye Chen followed with flowers and accumulated strength. It was not until the car Shen Mofeng was riding broke through the encirclement and drove away smoothly that he suddenly ran wildly, chasing him while screaming heart-wrenchingly behind the car: "Shen Mofeng! Shen Mofeng ah ah! Male God Wait for me-!"

After running for about fifty meters, Ye Chen felt that he was worthy of the 150 yuan, so he deliberately hooked his left foot and fell hard to make the other 150 yuan.

This mirror is too realistic, I should add fifty! Ye Chen hissed in pain, but the little abacus was not idle. He was about to get up and go back to get the money, but the car carrying the silent wind suddenly slowed down and drove on the side of the road, and drove double flashes.

Then, an assistant-like young man got out of the car and ran to Ye Chen, helped him up, and picked up the bouquet that was so messy that he fell, with a gentle tone: "How is it, is it okay? Brother Chen asked you to get in the car."

"Get on the bus?" Ye Chen was shocked and a few thoughts quickly turned into his mind.

——Zi'er screamed and ran to chase the car. She finally caught up with her but refused to see her idol. Isn't it obvious that she is a fake fan?

——Idols can’t bear to see their fans fall down, so they make an exception to ask them to get in the car, but the fans are fake fans who use money to work. Isn’t it equivalent to be hitting the idol’s face?

Ye Chen quickly understood the logic and decided to play the fanatic fans to the end. He kindly invited him into the car, but he couldn't embarrass him. So he obediently walked to the car with his assistant and sat in a quail-shaped quail-shaped squeak.

Chen Sifeng sat in the back row and hugged his arms, his face filled with an unpredictable look, a little gloomy and a little subtle pleasure.

After a brief period of silence, Ye Chen turned his head and looked at Chen Yinfeng with a timid voice, half of it was a performance, half of it was oppressed by the other party's aura, and he stuttered: "I, I like you very much..."

Ye Chen has a very good appearance, his facial features, bone appearance, and skin texture are all impeccable. If the entertainment industry is just a simple beauty pageant, he will have already entered the front line.

The silent wind had already seen the stars in the circle, but he still whistled in his heart when he met Ye Chen's four eyes, and couldn't help but take a look.

As a result, the next second, Ye Chen, who had been taken a look at him for a little extra, silently took out a mask and put it on, covering half of his face.

"..." Chen Mofeng raised his eyebrows.

Ye Chen said embarrassedly: "I have a serious cold, and I am afraid of infecting you."

"Severe cold," Chen Wenfeng slowly repeated these three words, his voice was low and magnetic, and he asked back, "Is it still coming out to chase the car?"

"I am..." Ye Chen pondered over the psychological activities of the fanatical fans and said passionately, "I really like you so much. I can't help it when I know you are on your flight today. I want to take a close look at you..."

Chen Sifeng let out a short humming laugh, with a bad tone: "Do you know there is danger of chasing a car?"

Ye Chen drooped his head and muttered in a low voice: "Well... I know."

"I know if I'm chasing you?" Chen Feng taught a lesson slowly, "You're likely to get into trouble when you fell in the lane just now. There is no car behind you, otherwise the driver would knock you over if he doesn't brake in time. Do you have no safety awareness at all?"

Ye Chen was so embarrassed by the tone of this kid-like trained child that his ears were hot, and he hurriedly said, "I was wrong, Brother Chen is sorry."

Chen Sifeng had a calm face: "Will you still chase after me in the future?"

Ye Chen shook his head vigorously: "No, never again!" After a pause, Ye Chen was afraid that Chen Mofeng would misunderstand that he would treat his kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs, so he quickly added, "It's not that I don't like you anymore, it's that I know to pay attention to safety."

The little fan's look of quail-like and panic-admitted mistakes was so cute. Although 90% of the cuteness comes from his appearance, the silent black face still couldn't hold back. He sneered and softened his tone and smiled: "Okay... have you had lunch, kid?"

Chen Sifeng is a natural bend, and he was indeed amazed by Ye Chen's appearance, but he has always been mentally immoral and disdainful to date fans. Moreover, this little fan is just a child at first glance, and it is not sure whether he has adults or not... So Chen Sifeng has no other thoughts, so he has to have a meal himself, so he can only suppress the shock of the little fans.

It was so uncomfortable that the car was chasing on the ground in public.

"I didn't eat it." Ye Chen said honestly.

"What do you want to eat?" Chen Mofeng asked naturally.

Ye Chen had been eating instant noodles for a few days, and his eyes suddenly shone brightly when he heard this: "I can do it."

The excitement of being able to eat for free fell into Shen Mofeng's eyes and completely changed his meaning. He turned his head and said a name to the driver. The car turned around and drove towards the place where he was eating.

Then, Ye Chen had a meal with Chen Yuefeng in a dream.

The consumption of this restaurant was completely beyond Ye Chen's psychological expectations, so he kept trying hard to fart during the meal, praising Chen Wenfeng's acting skills in all aspects, and boldly predicting that Chen Wenfeng would win the best actor in less than a year. Chen Wenfeng played the brainless blow of the fanatical little fans as background music, and was blown to make them feel comfortable and relaxed.

My mental massage should be enough for the meal, Ye Chen thought secretly.

After a meal, the two had no contact again, and Ye Chen gradually left this matter behind.

Never expected...

While putting on makeup and getting hair, Ye Chen opened the encyclopedia of Chen Feng, took out the posture of memorizing ancient Chinese texts when studying and memorizing Chen Feng's information by rote, and found out all the film and television works that Chen Feng had never seen before and read the plot outlines to avoid showing off when talking to the actors.

I don’t want to be so immoral either! Ye Chen thought in pain.

Earlier today, he tried Chen Mofeng to confirm whether the other party still remembers chasing the car. If he didn't remember, Ye Chen originally planned to bury this matter in his heart, but he didn't want to use the old things to hold his thighs. After all, it would be enough to be scheming if he didn't reveal the stuff. If he exposed it, it would be more than worth the money. However, Chen Mofeng not only remembers it, but also clearly remembers it very clearly. Ye Chen can't even be able to rely on the debt...

A lie is often maintained by countless subsequent lies, which is an irrefutable truth.

Ye Chen did his fans' homework and his style was completed. The fifth prince he played was not as talented as an emperor, he was weak and innocent, and only loved poetry, calligraphy and painting. The evil spirit of the old emperor was so fond of him that he made him the crown prince. However, the fragility of the fifth prince was not annoying under the influence of the screenwriter, but it was more of a kind of sadness that could not escape fate.

Therefore, the fifth prince's appearance is delicate and alienating. These qualities in Ye Chen's appearance are enhanced by the makeup technique. The black hair like clouds sets off the porcelain white face, and the tips of eyebrows and eyes are slightly elongated like a leisurely stroke, drawing the character alive from a paper setting. Ye Chen made several expressions in the mirror, and even he was amazed.

"Please, Teacher Ye." The staff led Ye Chen to take the makeup photos. The silent wind was still a few times worse than Ye Chen's appearance before the shot was finished. Ye Chen stood by and watched.

At this time, Chen Mofeng happened to glance at Ye Chen.
Chapter completed!