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    Chapter 11

    In the end, Bai Song couldn’t resist and ran away in panic.

    What hand-holding, Fang Xingcheng’s joking expression, frivolous movements, how could he think there was something fishy about it, how could he not agree to it.

    Please, that is an opportunity to learn from Emperor Shi. Many people ask for it but never get it.

    How could Bai Song give up because of such a trivial matter? They made an appointment in Fang Xingcheng’s room at nine o’clock in the evening.

    After returning to the hotel and finishing dinner, Bai Song’s cell phone dinged——

    “Fang Xingcheng” whom you are particularly interested in posted on Weibo.

    What Weibo?Bai Song wiped his hands and clicked in to read the message.

    Fang Xingcheng posted a video with only three words: Love has boundaries.

    Bai Song suddenly remembered that Fang Xingcheng had told him in the dressing room to read Weibo at night.

    It’s the result of the gift matter!

    How come I almost forgot this?Fang Xingcheng’s “hands-on” are all in my mind… Well, I can’t think about it anymore.

    Weird.

    Bai Song opened the video.

    This is a VLOG. No one appears in the shot. It was recorded by Fang Xingcheng from a first-person perspective.The camera recorded the gifts laid flat on the table. The contents of the opened letter were coded. The gifts were quietly placed on the table. The camera moved. Soon, everyone saw several hundred-dollar bills in the gifts!

    One hand entered the camera, picked up those hundred-dollar bills, and walked through the car, this alley, and that alley like a transition prop, and finally stopped in front of a hotel.

    Soon, the hundred-dollar bill welcomed its owner.For the sake of the little girl’s privacy, Fang Xingcheng did not pat her face and changed her voice.

    Banknotes became a tool for transition, and the camera focused on Fang Xingcheng’s face, giving a strong sense of immersion and a bit like a boyfriend’s perspective.

    In the picture, Fang Xingcheng returned the cash to the little girl, being very seductive.

    “Thank you for liking me, but I am an adult with the ability to take care of myself. No matter what the circumstances, it is impossible to ask for fans’ money, including raising money in my name. Don’t believe it, it can’t be true.”

    “Even if one day I am too poor to eat, I will never reach out to my fans. I know you want to pay for me because you like me, but this method is not advisable.”

    “You haven’t gone to work yet, and all you get is the hard-earned money from your parents. It’s easy to spend money, but it’s not easy to make money. You have to know how to cherish it. There are many ways to support me. Watching my dramas and movies is enough. I don’t need everyone to buy anything for me.”

    “So, I accept the kindness and the handmade gifts, but I can’t accept the money. You take it back and buy some gifts for your parents. Don’t sneak out again.”

    The little girl sniffed and nodded: “I’m sorry, Brother Xingcheng, I didn’t think that much.”

    Fang Xingcheng: “Remember from now on, love yourself first before loving others. Whether you are chasing me or you climbing the wall to chase other idols, you must put loving yourself first, you know?”

    “I know.” the little girl said, “Brother Xingcheng, can I give you a hug?”

    Fang Xingcheng was still smiling, but shook his head and refused: “No. If I set this precedent for you, everyone will come to me in this way, so hugging, taking pictures, and signing autographs are not allowed. I hope everyone can take care of their own lives first. I am not the only one who is filming, but there are other teachers, and the crew. If the entrance and exit are recorded on video, they will all be uncomfortable, so don’t stay in the hotel anymore.”

    “I’ve been filming for several months, and it’s hard work for you guys to come here every day.”

    “If we can meet in a formal setting in the future, we will hug, take photos and sign autographs. After we go back, we must study hard.”

    The little girl was sad for a moment, but quickly cheered up: “I know, Teacher Fang.”

    Fang Xingcheng took the little girl to the station and watched her leave.

    At the end of the video, Fang Xingcheng said to the camera: “Don’t do the same thing again in the future. If you really want to say something to me or give me a gift, you can send it to the address below, and my assistant will receive it for me. I will check it every once in a while.”

    A line of addresses popped up at the bottom of the screen, and the recipient was Fang Xingcheng Studio.

    This is the first time that Fang Xingcheng has made his address public to accept gifts.

    “Still, we only accept letters and things made by ourselves, and return all the rest.”

    “Now the barrage must be saying that I have changed my gender, right? In fact, it is because of Teacher Bai Song. He gave me some advice. I can’t let down the kindness of my fans.”

    The video comes to an end.

    Wait…what?No, what did he just hear?

    Fang Xingcheng mentioned him and said it was because of him that the communication channel was opened?Still calling him Teacher Bai Song?

    Why did Fang Xingcheng call him exported like this?

    The number of unread reminders on Bai Song’s Weibo increased one by one, and soon exceeded 9999. Bai Song was extremely confused and replied to Fang Xingcheng’s Weibo:

    [@白松: Teacher Fang is right, everyone should love themselves first and then love others!】

    Someone immediately liked and commented.

    Seeing more and more news, Bai Song decisively closed Weibo.

    Turn a blind eye.

    Ding dong!”Fang Xingcheng” that you are particularly interested in is hotly searched!

    #方星成白松

    #squarexingcheng love has boundaries

    #方星成fans

    …swipe left to delete.

    The world is pure…what a ghost.

    The time hanging on the wall reached nine o’clock, which was the time Fang Xingcheng and Bai Song had agreed to study the script.

    Bai Song took the coffee, picked up the script, walked out of the room, and rang the doorbell of Fang Xingcheng’s room as if he was dead.

    Then sit down on your hands and feet.

    Look straight ahead.

    Fang Xingcheng stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Bai Song: “Come back to your senses, what are you looking at?”

    “No, I didn’t see anything.”

    “Then let’s get started. Bring it over.” Fang Xingcheng stretched out his hand.

    “What?”

    “Script, isn’t it necessary to learn how to act?”

    “Oh oh oh -”

    Bai Song suddenly understood and hurriedly handed over the script in his hand.

    His scripts are filled with hooks and lines.

    In fact, Bai Song has a deep enough understanding of the role of Chu Zhou, but after all, Fang Xingcheng is more experienced than him. Not for this role, Bai Song still has a lot to learn.

    Fang Xingcheng flipped through a few pages and asked without raising his head: “How is it? What did you realize? Where did you get into trouble?”

    “This is it, if…”

    After entering work mode, Fang Xingcheng was more serious than Bai Song.He took Bai Song to start from the character, then analyzed the plot, and finally hypothesized a few scenarios and asked Bai Song how he would react if he was Chu Zhou…

    As a senior actor, Fang Xingcheng couldn’t be more reliable.

    Fang Xingcheng did his duty as a teacher, teaching and asking questions, correcting Bai Song’s misunderstandings bit by bit, and Bai Song suddenly became enlightened.

    In fact, Bai Song is inherently smart, he can tell the truth at a glance, and he can draw inferences from one instance to another. Fang Xingcheng is the perfect person to give him pointers. After one night, Bai Song has benefited a lot.

    The two told the thick script over and over again, and it was dawn before they knew it.

    Bai Song drank coffee and was in the excitement stage, so naturally he didn’t feel sleepy.When he took a closer look, he realized that Fang Xingcheng had thick dark circles under his eyes and yawned several times. Apparently, the white pine had disturbed his sleep.

    “I’m sorry, Brother Xingcheng, did I disturb you too much?”

    “Don’t disturb me.” Fang Xingcheng blurted out, “…I mean, it’s a good thing for the crew that you are so studious. I don’t have a scene this morning, so it doesn’t count as disturbing me.”

    “But it’s not dark now either…well,” the white pine tree was stuck.

    This wording is awkward no matter how you think about it. The sun outside the window has already risen, and it is almost like morning. It is not appropriate to say that the sky is getting dark too early or too late.

    There was coffee in front of Bai Song, but the water glass in front of Fang Xingcheng was empty.

    He simply shut up and changed the subject: “I’ll get you a glass of water.”

    Fang Xingcheng: “It’s okay, give me a drink too.”

    Fang Xingcheng pointed to the coffee in front of Bai Song.

    He gestured to take it, but Bai Song immediately launched himself and took the coffee far away.

    “Why don’t you drink coffee if you don’t tolerate coffee? Sit tight.”

    In the end, Bai Song chose to pour a cup of warm water for Fang Xingcheng. It was absolutely impossible for him to drink coffee.

    After the talent show ended that year, they got their wish and lived together.

    Grassroots artists ten years ago did not have jobs as soon as they debuted, not to mention that they were almost fighting against the company and were almost isolated and helpless.

    You have to find a job by yourself and negotiate a job by yourself.

    But nineteen-year-old Bai Song still laughs and laughs every day because Fang Xingcheng is by his side. It doesn’t matter if it’s a little harder. He’s not going to die of hunger anyway, so he can spend the money he makes today.

    Fortunately, the aftertaste of the talent show can still support them. Although the announcements are not endless, it is still no problem to support two people.

    At that time, private cafes were opening everywhere in Beijing, and they were also very popular online.

    In order to attract customers, a cafe near their home launched an event. Under the enthusiastic promotion of the staff, Bai Song quickly applied for a card, which gave members the benefit of buying one and getting one free.

    With such a good thing, Bai Song will certainly not forget his good brother Fang Xingcheng.

    The first one to get a buy-one-get-one-free coupon, Bai Song ordered a drink for Fang Xingcheng, and he also gave the more expensive drink to Fang Xingcheng.

    As a result, Fang Xingcheng had no sleep all night after drinking, and he yawned repeatedly the next day, which almost affected his schedule.

    After Bai Song’s persistent questioning, Fang Xingcheng honestly confessed that he was actually intolerant to caffeine and had not been able to drink coffee since he was a child.

    “Since you know you are intolerant to caffeine, why don’t you reject me?”

    Fang Xingcheng blinked and said with a smile: “But you were very happy when you came to me with coffee. I didn’t want you to be unhappy. I was still thinking… maybe after so many years, I could drink it long ago.”

    “Don’t drink anymore!” Bai Song was angry and anxious.

    Whether he is happy or not and Fang Xingcheng’s health is more important, everyone knows what to choose.

    Only Fang Xingcheng is a fool.

    The mature Fang Xingcheng stayed up all night again because of Bai Song, sitting quietly on the sofa and watching Bai Song busy.

    “I didn’t expect you still remember.” Fang Xingcheng said.

    Bai Song’s subordinates made a move: “I have always remembered things about you very clearly. So don’t try to take advantage of others. I can’t let you drink coffee.”

    Fang Xingcheng said “Hmm” in a good mood.

    Then he stopped talking.

    Not sure what Fang Xingcheng was thinking, Bai Song didn’t say anything anymore. In order to avoid the awkward atmosphere, he simply stood up and packed his things.

    “Shall I throw the garbage out for you? I have another scene in the morning. Brother Xingcheng, please rest for a while.”

    “Someone will come and collect it.”

    Bai Song only had two scenes today, one in the morning and one in the afternoon. The content was not very complicated. If he drank some coffee to get through it, he would have no problem enduring it.

    Fang Xingcheng didn’t rehearse in the morning and didn’t rest all night, so Fang Xingcheng decided not to go to the set because he was too lazy. He collapsed on the bed and just finished muttering “I’ll take a rest” and soon fell asleep.

    Bai Song cleaned up softly, packed up the trash, and quietly left Fang Xingcheng’s room.

    Then he saw not far away from the diagonal corner, Director Sun and the camera crew were holding a basket of equipment and looking at him.

    Director Sun: “Xiaobai, did you come out of Fang Xingcheng’s room?”

    “What are you…?”

    Director Sun looked at Bai Song and then at Fang Xingcheng’s door.

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