Chapter 3: The wind rises from the first encounter and all I see after closing my eyes is little green hair.
The host took the stage and began to introduce the actors one by one, and finally came to Xia Huanming: "...The next one is our Xia Huanming, and he is also the youngest here."
As soon as the first half of the sentence came out, the four people in the front row of Chen Xing suddenly raised their banners, which scared Chen Xing.
Xia Huanming, who was far away, raised the microphone and greeted the audience: "Hello everyone, I am Xia Huanming, and I play the role of Tang Bo in the movie."
The microphone in the cinema had great sound reception, and his clear and gentle voice echoed throughout the entire screening room.
After he finished speaking, the audience burst into applause.
The host on the stage smiled and said, "Okay, then the next step is the question-and-answer session that everyone has been waiting for."
Several cameras were simultaneously pointed at the selected audience members, and the lucky ones asked questions as planned.
The host controlled the time and the process. The veteran actors were more relaxed due to their long experience and made jokes while speaking, which brought laughter to the screening room.
"Okay, next is this boy." The host pointed to a fat man.
The fat guy stood up and asked, "It's said online that Qian Meiting's male co-stars are getting younger and younger. Previously it was Yan Xiaoxu, and now it's Xia Huanming. Netizens are very envious of you. I wonder what Meimei thinks of this statement?"
This was originally a joke from netizens online, but when it comes to real people, it feels a bit ambiguous, as if it is talking about appearance anxiety.
Qian Meiting smiled awkwardly. The next second, Xia Huanming spoke up: "Sister Meimei's video will be played more than a dozen times in our professional class. I am really enviable for being able to receive guidance from a professional actor."
What a beautiful answer.
Thinking of this, Chen Xing couldn't help but sit up straight.
Qian Meiting glanced at Xia Huanming and smiled more relaxedly. Then she picked up the microphone and said, "I envy you too. Today's young actors are extremely talented. There is so much to be feared."
Other actors also came over and said something to smooth things over, turning this "gossip" question into a "praise scene", and the little fat man sat down with satisfaction.
After that it was time for the handshake session. The audience lined up to go on stage to shake hands with the actors. The stage was suddenly filled with blessings such as “I wish the movie will sell well” and “I wish it will become more and more popular”.
In contrast, Chen Xing's blessing was more pragmatic:
"I hope you won't stay up late anymore. It's bad for your health!"
"I hope Sister Meimei's attitude will get better and better, and she will become more youthful and beautiful."
"I hope you can direct another good work, one is not enough."
…
Finally, Chen Xing walked up to Xia Huanming.
He claimed to be 1.8 meters tall, but was actually 1.795 meters tall. He had no room to show off his height in front of Xia Huanming, and was still half a head shorter than him.
The person in front reluctantly let go, but Xia Huanming's big hand was still held up.
Chen Xing's eyes first fell on this hand - it was broad and strong, with distinct bones, a few blue veins on the back of the hand, and two rings connected by a chain on the index finger.
"Hello." Xia Huanming greeted him first.
Chen Xing shook hands with Xia Huanming, took a deep breath, and said, "I hope you..."
Chen Xing had prepared another speech, but when Xia Huanming politely lowered his head, and his bright eyes no longer looked through the OLED screen - but stared straight at him, he thought that they might be on the same stage later.
So the first words that came out of my mouth became: "I hope you still remember me."
"Hmm?" Xia Huanming seemed to be surprised to hear this. He was stunned at first, but he quickly adjusted himself and replied, "Okay, thank you."
"Thank you for your wonderful performance." Chen Xing said, let go of his hand, and followed the people in front of him out of the screening room.
The hall was filled with people coming out of the premiere, and the two girls who had just raised their banners hurried downstairs to take seats for the departure pick-up.
Chen Xing strolled leisurely and came to the poster of "Silent No. 7", and took a photo of the premiere ticket and the poster.
"Now I can add nine pictures to my friend circle." Chen Xing checked the photos and nodded with satisfaction.
At this moment, a weak female voice came from behind him: "Excuse me...is this Chen Xing?"
Chen Xing looked back.
The person who spoke was a teenage girl, wearing a suspender dress and carrying a cross-body bag with various two-dimensional patterns on it. Her face was like a red apple.
After the girl confirmed that she had called the right person, she became a little excited and said in a louder voice: "It's really you!"
Chen Xing put away his phone: "Who are you?"
"I'm your fan," the girl hurriedly took out her phone from her bag and showed him the Weibo chat box, "I'm also in the Xiaozhu family's Weibo group. This Angie Gil is me."
"The Piggy Family" is Chen Xingchuang's fan group.
There is one main group and two sub-groups, and the number of people in the sub-groups has not yet reached full.
Chen Xing saw the girl's Weibo name and was impressed: "Ah, this is you. You were the one who helped me get work in the comment section!"
“Yes, yes, yes,” the little girl nodded frantically, “Oh my god, I didn’t expect you to actually go and see it!”
"Thank you for helping me with the work." Chen Xing quickly shook hands with the girl.
"You're welcome, you're welcome. We're all workers, it's our duty." The girl said shyly.
Both of them were half-bent over, with a very respectful posture, and it was obvious that they had been working for more than three years.
After the handshake, both of them fell silent.
Little girl: “…”
Chen Xing: “…”
Chen Xing scratched his chin, recalling what happened when other people met fans. Is it time to sign autographs next?
So he said cautiously: "How about...I'll sign an autograph for you?"
"Oh... OK! I'll look for a pen," the little girl quickly took out a pen and an amulet with "Safe Travels" written on it from her bag, and looked at Chen Xing nervously, "Just sign this! This is the amulet paste I bought... No, it's an amulet."
The little girl's ears turned even redder because of her slip of the tongue, and she covered her hot face with the back of her hands.
"It's okay, I've done that too," Chen Xing said casually after noticing the little girl's actions, "Last time when I was eating spicy hot pot, I asked Xiao Wu to help me get a bundle of belts, and the lady boss next to me was stunned."
"Hahahaha——" The little girl laughed, and the embarrassment just now disappeared. "That's really something you would do."
"But do I really have to sign here?" Chen Xing held the purple sachet carefully.
Chen Xing didn't dare to sign on such a valuable item, but the girl said that this would protect two people at the same time. One talisman can be used for multiple purposes, which is quite economical.
Faced with such a "perverse logic", Chen Xing compromised and signed his stage name "Qingfeng theo" and then drew a emoticon "(> w <)/"
After seeing the emoji, the little girl nodded contentedly: "That's right, this emoji is definitely real."
Chen Xing chuckled, returned the amulet to the little girl, and asked casually: "Are you watching the movie alone?"
"Yes, I like to go out and play alone," the little girl carefully put away the amulet and smiled happily, "I didn't expect to meet you here, I'm so happy."
Chen Xing pointed at her movie ticket and reminded her: "What time does your movie start?"
"Yes! My movie! I'll go in first, little pig, you have to eat well!"
The little girl ran away happily, looking back every few steps.
Chen Xing stood there and didn't leave until the little girl checked her ticket and went in.
Chen Xing originally wanted to go out from the south gate, but was stopped by several security guards, who said that the road was impassable and asked him to go somewhere else.
Chen Xing immediately understood: those actors were going to come out from the south gate.
So he went around from the north gate to the south gate fence, and sure enough, the black nanny car was parked at the gate. The security guards stopped passers-by on both sides and forcibly opened a path.
"Aren't they hot?"
Chen Xing just wanted to go home quickly to eat popsicles, so he left without looking back.
What Chen Xing didn't know was that within a minute of his departure, the south gate opened. Actors from Silent No. 7 came out one after another, and fans who were stopped by security shouted their names, creating a lively scene.
The actors first stood in front of the van and took a group photo, then interacted with the audience for a while, signing autographs and chatting; the audience was also very polite and there was no crowding or physical contact.
The security guards were puzzled: Why does it feel like everything is the same with them around or without them?
Ten minutes later, the actors got in their respective cars and left. Finally, the only one left was Xia Huanming, whose nanny car had just driven out of the underground parking lot.
Other new actors seemed a little awkward when interacting with the characters, but Xia Huanming seemed very comfortable.
The audience present said that the photos taken with mobile phones were not realistic. The real Xia Huanming had a cold and profound aura, but his smile was lively and unrestrained. The equipment could not capture such three-dimensionality.
Some people who were not fans at the scene were attracted to her: she has good looks and acting skills, why not like her?
A well-dressed girl holding her phone asked Xia Huanming: "A Huan! Weibo said you are going to participate in "Acting First", is it true?"
In order to reduce the feeling of superiority brought about by the height difference, Xia Huanming leaned forward slightly and replied with a smile: "If you want me to go up, then I can go up."
The girl asked: "What if you didn't get in?"
Xia Huanming pretended to think and answered slowly, "Then what should we do? Then blame yourself for not thinking."
The girl was speechless for a moment and made a tender "tsk".
The boy next to him also imitated and said slowly: "When a dog calls you, it's really a dog."
Everyone laughed, and Xia Huanming also laughed.
Xia Huanming's nickname is "Ahuan", but fans will replace the word "A" with his "current state". The two most commonly used names are: one is "Diahuan", who often acts like a spoiled child in "Yuanwang"; the other is "Gouhuan", who often sets traps for others in real life.
This can be considered a nickname, so Xia Huanming doesn't mind it.
A black nanny car slowly drove over. Xia Huanming waved to the audience and said gently, "No more jokes. Be careful on your way back. Thank you for staying and chatting with me."
"Okay, okay! Walk slowly!"
"Be careful on the road!"
…
Xia Huanming sat in the back seat, closed the car door, and pulled the curtain inside the window.
After the car started, his sight was still on the area, until it was really out of sight, he let go of the curtain and let it hang straight down.
The agent Fang Dong, who was driving, glanced at the rearview mirror and asked him, "What's wrong? Are you reluctant to leave?"
Fang Dong is only two years older than Xia Huanming. He is also a young man. He is always straightforward in handling things and asks questions whenever he has something to say.
He quite liked Xia Huanming. Not only was he smart, but he also stayed out of trouble. Apart from his strong sense of morals that easily led to internal friction, there wasn't much wrong with him.
It's much better than other unknown artists in the company who like to act like big shots.
Xia Huanming took off his coat and replied, "No, I'm looking for someone."
Fang Dong stretched his neck and asked: "Who is it? What does he look like?"
"A little green-haired boy," Xia Huanming relaxed his shoulder blades and leaned back in his chair to recall, "He didn't look very well and told me that he hoped I could remember him."
"Oh my! This person is definitely your fan." The more Fang Dong listened, the more he thought it was that kind of thing. "Could he be seriously ill and come to see you specially?"
Xia Huanming's body stiffened.
...Yes, that makes sense.
The little green-haired guy's hair is already like this and I haven't seen him touch up the color or take care of it. Maybe he has been sick for a long time and has only been able to move recently.
Xia Huanming frowned and regretted: "If that's the case, I shouldn't have just shaken his hand. I should have hugged him."
Hearing Xia Huanming's slightly self-blaming tone, Fang Dong knew that this man's sense of morality was starting to play tricks on him again, and he quickly comforted him: "Don't blame yourself too much, this is not your problem. Don't think about it for now, take a rest."
"Hmm..." Xia Huanming closed his eyes obediently.
But after closing my eyes, the appearance of the little green-haired boy became clearer——
Little Green Hair is a handsome guy with a smooth face, slightly droopy eyes, distinct eyelashes, and a smooth nose with a light yellow luster from the ceiling light.
Even though she was sick, her eyes still shone with halos of light and she was in good spirits, not looking listless or decadent at all. Not only were her clothes colorful and beautiful, she also wore a bracelet with a sunflower on it, which represented vitality.
Xia Huanming slowly opened his eyes: "No, as soon as I close my eyes I will see that little green-haired boy beating my conscience."
Fang Dong: “…”
Afterwards, Xia Huanming’s second account posted a Weibo post.
[@夏小h]: Ah, I did something wrong today.
After returning home, Chen Xing opened the "Newcomer Actors" group on his second account and found this Weibo post.
Chen Xing stared at the time and thought: Half an hour ago? Wasn't that when they just left the cinema? What happened?
He then asked questions with other netizens.
[@今日必发财]: What’s the matter?
After sending the message, Chen Xing went to the refrigerator to get a popsicle. When he came back and looked at his phone, he saw an extra red "1".
Xia Huanming actually replied to him.
[@夏小h] replied to [@今日必发财]: I only said one good word to a fan who came to see me even though he was sick. I could have said more. [Crying expression]
Chen Xing held an icy-cold saltwater popsicle in his mouth and typed away.
[@今日必发财] replied to [@夏小h]: Brother Huan, think positively. That fan didn't tell you that he was sick just to relieve you of the burden and let you act well. He saw you working so hard on TV, maybe he will get better!
[@夏小h] replied to [@今日必发财]: Yes, I plan to go to the temple to pray for blessings when the time comes. Thank you for your guidance.
After Chen Xing finished chatting, his teeth couldn't bear it anymore, so he quickly sat down and slowly ate the popsicle.
As he ate, he thought: Why did he come to the movies when he was sick? He must be a real fan? Doesn't it seem a bit disgusting to be a fan of a man with a body like him?
No, why should body fans be labeled as "dirty"!
Thinking of the look on the boy's face in the cinema, Chen Xing slapped the sofa in anger.
I watched the diving part of the thirteenth episode of "Far View" again.
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