This star is from the earth

It is said that there are two things that men like most, danger and fun.

Walking on the streets of another world, Han Jue is always in a crisis atmosphere. He has not received spy training, and he can't make the most natural and normal performance for all the strange things that appear in front of him, and sometimes he behaves like a fool. He doesn't mind acting like a bumpkin, he just enjoys the constant exploration.

Like a child exploring nature, the ants in the jungle and the weeds on the roadside are worthy of him smiling and looking at them with wide eyes for a long time.

Previously, Han Jue was so focused on preparing for the competition audition that he hadn't walked around the street in a decent way anymore. This time, I went shopping for a long time, and felt the novelty of the different world, but at the same time, it also brought back the nostalgia for the previous life.

It has only been less than a month since I came here, but Han Jue feels that a long time has passed.

In fact, it is not the length of time that makes people feel distant, but two or three irreversible events.

The sky had turned dark, and Han Jue walked slowly under the street lights, which stretched Han Jue's shadow very long. Passers-by and residents passed by. In the warm evening, the elderly walked together, and the children ran around the roadside after eating. Occasionally, young people walked alone, chatting and laughing with their mobile phones.

Han Jue walked while humming, "If you want to stay but you can't stay, you will be lonely. The only thing left is Lige ~ a second before your heart breaks..." while walking, and sometimes replace it with "My dearest, how are you doing?" .Days without me..." Looking at the passers-by, his eyes flickered.

Whenever Han Jue misses his past life, he becomes sensitive and vulnerable, as if anything can make his heart catch up. Touching the scene and hurting his feelings is the cruelest punishment in the world for him.

When Han Jue walked downstairs, through the glass, he was caught off guard and saw Guan Yi sitting on a bench on the first floor, browsing his phone.

Han Jue was surprised at first, and then he realized that he was an amateur artist and forgot to report the game to his manager.

Han Jue rubbed his face, took a deep breath, sorted out his emotions, recalled the character design of his predecessor, took the script in his heart, and felt that everything was fine, so he slowed down and walked to the elevator. After walking halfway, as if he just saw Guan Yi, he raised his eyebrows in surprise, raised his hand, and said:

"Yo."

Guan Yi has been watching and observing Han Jue's "performance" since Han Jue entered the glass door.

Although Han Jue calmed down and pretended to be normal, Guan Yi still keenly felt Han Jue's fatigue and fragility.

[Failed the audition? 】

Guan Yi was not surprised by this.

Facing Han Jue's frivolous greeting, Guan Yi didn't have much reaction. Just like following Han Jue's house, he stood up silently to follow Han Jue, walked into the elevator, got out of the elevator, changed his shoes, and entered the house.

Han Jue washed his hands and face, changed his clothes, and came out to pour water for Guan Yi who was sitting on the sofa.

However, Guan Yi is very sharp, has a good memory, and has good eyesight. When Han Jue was delivering tea, he saw the tattoo on the inside of his arm.

The tattoo is not big, not the kind of pattern that needs to be divided into several times to complete, but it is not small, and it is difficult not to be noticed in front of people's eyes. Guan Yi didn't guess by himself that it was painted. Because he accompanied Fa Xiao Axiang to get a tattoo, and the tattooed part had to be wrapped in plastic wrap within a few hours after the tattoo was done. And around the line is a piece of red. There is no doubt that Han Jue will get a tattoo.

Guan Yi frowned, and when he looked at Han Jue again, it was already a questioning gaze.

Han Jue put the water glass on the coffee table, and when he straightened up, he saw the full dissatisfaction in Guan Yi's eyes, as if he wanted to eat people.

"Are you hungry?" Han Jue asked.

Guan Yi did not answer.

Han Jue felt a little baffled, and didn't know where he offended Guan Yi. Didn't report the situation? Or did he wait too long downstairs?

"I muted my phone and didn't hear it. I forgot to tell you that I passed the audition. Also, I didn't mean to..." After Han Jue finished speaking, he took an apple and planned to wash it, so as to avoid the next accountability.

"Now is not the time to talk about that, when will you have this hand..." Guan Yi said in a bad tone, but he didn't realize what Han Jue said just now, so he turned back, "You audition pass?"

"Ah, it's over." Han Jue's voice came from the kitchen.

Guan Yi tapped his finger on his leg. The plans prepared in advance were all based on [failure in the audition], but now that it has unexpectedly succeeded, it is obvious that it needs to be re-planned.

Han Jue washed an apple for a long time, and washed it several times without waiting for accountability from the cold-faced manager. After washing, go to the sofa far away from Guan Yi and sit down.

Also turned on the TV.

Han Jue chewed on an apple, pretending to be absorbed in watching TV.

Guan Yi had been waiting for Han Jue to eat an apple until there was only one core left, and then he continued to gnaw, and then asked Han Jue, "When will the second round start?"

Han Jue looked at the TV and said, "After half a month, I will notify you by text message."

Guan Yi's fingers began to click silently again.

Han Jue didn't wait for any accountability after eating an apple, knowing that he was too cautious. In his previous life, he had been on the fringes of the circle for several years, and he had seen the real appearance behind many cameras. Artists walk around the rivers and lakes, and they seem to have their own personalities and characteristics, but in fact they are just puppets of the team behind them. More than once, he has seen a popular artist who did something wrong, and was taken backstage by his manager, and cursed loudly in front of everyone, but the artist often dared not speak back. If an artist wants to gain independent space, he can only survive to a certain level of qualifications or have enough popularity.

Han Juezi is used to it, as long as he thinks about being bound by various invisible threads in the future, he can't stand it just thinking about it.

"Whether it's elimination or promotion in the future, take the initiative to report to the company." Guan Yi told Han Jue.

Han Jue was silent for a moment, then said, "Understood."

On the TV, there was a music and singing program. The singer is Han Jue's old acquaintance, the main guest of "Tucao Daxiu", Lin Qin. Lin Qin sang an ancient Chinese song on TV. There was no problem with her pronunciation and singing skills, but the song was too mediocre. After one song ended, Han Jue felt as if she hadn't heard it.

Guan Yi watched TV and said to Han Jue, "Think about it again, is there anything you haven't reported?"

"It's gone." Han Jue thought that Guan Yi said that he was going to leave, so he stood up happily and prepared to send Guan Yi away.

However, Guan Yi is not ready to leave. He turned his head, looked at Han Jue, and asked:

"When did you get that tattoo on your hand?"

tattoo...

Han Jue looked at his wrist, then at Guan Yi, and said, "Afternoon."

"Why didn't you tell me first?" Guan Yi questioned. Beneath his calm face was hidden anger.

Facing Guan Yi's gaze, Han Juecai suddenly realized that tattooing without authorization is more serious for the company than for a company that manages idols. He realized that he still didn't regard himself as a star, his life was reshuffled, and he even felt that he was more free than anyone else, so how could it be possible for someone to grasp the information, how could it be possible to ask others for their opinions on everything?

Han Jue sat down nonchalantly, and said, "The great country of China is tolerant and open, so there are still people who think tattoos are bad, right?"

"You think the problem is this?" Guan Yi smiled contemptuously.

As an industrial commodity, an idol artist must be beautifully packaged and then sold to fans. How can tattoos be allowed? Han Jue's behavior is equivalent to graffiti on the packaging. The tattoo is not serious, what is serious is the company's sense of loss of control over the artist. A disobedient artist is equal to an investment that may fail at any time.

"Are you planning to only rap in the future?" Guan Yi said something full of sarcasm with his expressionless face, and he didn't know how he did it.

"Rapper?" Han Jue thought for a while and said, "It's not impossible."

Of course, Guan Yi knows that not all rap songs are garbage songs that put money first and interests first, and not all rappers are aiming at money, horses, mansions and sports cars. But in Guan Yi's view, Han Jue's rapping is just to clean up his personality. If he really wants him to come up with some tricks and write some reflective lyrics, he can't do it.

"I will report the tattoo to the company." Guan Yi didn't take Han Jue's plan to become a rapper seriously. "When the company asks you to wash it off, you just..."

"No." Before Guan Yi could finish speaking, Han Jue interrupted.

"I don't know how to wash." Han Jue replied in advance. He stared into Guan Yi's eyes with an unprecedentedly serious expression.

Guan Yi's tightly closed masseter muscles flickered, and he felt a headache.

Han Jue thinks that Guan Yi has done his duty to him—first he agreed to let him participate in the rap competition, then he found a rap teacher for himself, and he gave him enough time to wander around and hone his rap, and even helped him go to the audition through the back door . He can't cross the river and tear down the bridge, he shouldn't make trouble overflow. But this tattoo has extraordinary meaning to him, and it cannot be washed off.

"Why can't I wash it?"

"It makes sense to me."

"Tattoos are always meaningful and will be tattooed. I understand. In fact, the company may not let you wash it off. Even if you want to wash it off in the end, you can wash it off first, and wait for a while before adding the tattoo again."

"Since I don't have to wash it, it means you can keep it, so keep it. You are my agent, and you can help me convince the company."

"It's true that I'm your agent, but I'm paid by the company."

The living room was suddenly quiet, only the singing from the TV wafted in the empty living room.

Han Jue's rebellious energy came up because he was determined and refused to give in. not talking.

Guan Yi was waiting for Han Jue to give an answer, but did not speak.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

Just when Han Jue was about to spend the whole night in the same room with Guan Yi,

"Ah~" Guan Yi sighed, he has a wife, and Han Jue couldn't be exhausted. He said: "It's too late to say anything now. In the future, you will wear long sleeves to cover up your activities. It is best to make up a story, and you can tell it when you are photographed."

Han Jue laughed: "Okay."

Guan Yi rubbed his temples and said, "Now tell me about your next itinerary."

Han Jue listened attentively.

Guan Yi took a deep breath and said: "You will participate in the love variety show next time, "Let's Fall in Love". The ratings are not high, but it is easy to set up a character. I will visit the screenwriter. You can act according to the script when the time comes." .The female guest has a lot of background, be careful not to make a fake show..."

"Wait," Han Jue interrupted, "A love variety show? In a relationship?"

Guan Yi glanced at Han Jue who was full of surprise, nodded, and planned to continue introducing the situation.

"No, this is not allowed." Han Jue shook his head.

Guan Yi looked at Han Jue with an expression of "This one doesn't work, that one doesn't work, what do you want to do?", waiting for an explanation.

"Because..." Han Jue pondered, but he couldn't say why for a long time.

Guan Yi seemed to have lost his patience, so he changed his sitting position and said:

"Originally, I planned that you will be on the "You Rapture" competition, so that the audience will pay attention to you. When you return to the public's attention, the previous black material will definitely be revealed, and then you will be on the other side at the same time. Reality show, show your private appearance, just like this "Let's Fall in Love" this time, if you set up a good persona, it will not say that you can be whitewashed, but at least it can attract some young new fans and change the neutral passerby's impression of you .Do you know how long I worked for you to get this program? You are like this now... I will ask you if you still want to work and make money. "

Han Jue frowned. He really has no way to tell Guan Yi that he is neither an actor nor has he performed much in front of the camera, and he has no intention of dedicating himself to art. He really doesn't mind cleaning up black and white history.

"And their acting fees are also very sincere." Guan Yi turned to Han Jue again and continued, "I position you as an all-round idol, and the money earned by film and television is the big one. You will definitely be involved in film and television in the future." .So why did you fail this time?"

Guan Yi asked abruptly: "Do you have a girlfriend?"

Han Jue repeatedly denied: "No, I don't have a girlfriend yet."

"Even if you have a girlfriend, you have to participate in this show. From the time you became an idol, you have been the boyfriend of all fans. Love shows can show you when you are in love, and it is the easiest to arouse fantasies among female fans. Method."

Han Jue bowed his head in thought, with a hesitant expression.

Guan Yi's eyelids were lowered, but his eyes were watching Han Jue through the drooping eyelids.

"If you miss this, "You Xi Hop" will be eliminated again, and there will be no chances in the future. Han Jue, you have missed many opportunities before. In the last six months...you think about it."

Han Jue clenched his hand into a fist and put it in front of his lips, thinking all the time.

Guan Yi did not urge.

In the end, Han Jue frowned and reconfirmed: "Are you sure there is a script?"

Guan Yi nodded.

"So, I just need to act according to the script, right?"

Guan Yi nodded again.

Han Jue closed his eyes.

He really didn't want to play the role, but first he got a tattoo without authorization, rejected it once, and then refused the work arrangement, almost telling the company [Look, five years have passed, I'm as self-willed as before], the company will not arrange any more Giving him a job is tantamount to cutting off his own source of income.

Han Jue asked: "Okay, how long is the show?"

"It's not fixed. You can get off the show (withdraw from the show) at any time after negotiation between the two parties, or you may get off if you have a scandal or the ratings are low."

Han Jue was shocked.

"What?" Guan Yi asked.

"Nothing." Han Jue shook his head.

Han Jue was silent for a long time, and finally made up his mind: "I know."

Seeing that Han Jue nodded, Guan Yi also nodded expressionlessly, and continued to introduce the situation of this program.

However, Han Jue listened to Guan Yi's introduction, but he was thinking about the sentence he heard just now: [If the ratings are low, it is possible to get off the car? so easy. 】

I wrote the previous two chapters to make an attempt. One is to lay the groundwork for an important person and describe it a little bit. The other is to expand the other side of this world. That is to say, the entertainment industry is highly developed and there are a lot of excellent works. At the same time, there will be more garbage and more industrialized assembly line products. This place is not as perfect as the protagonist imagined. I have nothing to say to readers who think tattoos are poisonous.

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