Chapter 1105

If there weren't a lot of recorded videos in "Qin Jue's Home" that Fang Tianhang hadn't finished watching, he could definitely pat his chest and guarantee that "no one knows Qin Jue better than me."

Curiosity is Fang Tianhang's belief. He is not a fan of Qin Jue, but he is too curious about this actor. At that time, he just saw the news of the award-winning actor and got a little understanding from his master. He immediately felt that there was a voice in the dark reminding himself:

This Qin Jue must be a man who can do great things. He will be a legend.

Or rather, he is already one now.

Fang Tianhang is not interested in the outside world's concerns about Jing Xinghe stealing the show, how boring, Qin Jue himself is still interesting.

Fierce curiosity prompted Fang Tianhang to prepare day and night as if he had been injected with chicken blood after obtaining a place at the press conference. This stubbornness can be seen from the fact that he can follow Qin Jue to add UP hosts such as "Movie Fan Lao Liu Loves Tucao" to the list of followers and pay attention to them later.

No wonder the master felt too sharp after reading his list of questions.

Because in addition to the routine questions, Fang Tianhang also wanted to ask Qin Jue:

How did you meet Jiang Shuming during the filming of "The Cage"?

What was the biggest reason for being able to play the leading role in "Daytime Rain"?

Where did his abnormal and completely unreasonable martial arts skills come from?

What happened to him that made him so mature in his behavior, which was inconsistent with his current age?

In addition, there were many, many questions in Fang Tianhang's "to be studied list". There were so many mysteries about Qin Jue that Fang Tianhang was fascinated.

He even wanted to ask Qin Jue in person, on the day he returned from Venazola, all the shots of the airport pick-up station were scrapped, what did you do?

I'm so curious, I really want to know the truth!

It will take some time to reach the destination station. Fang Tianhang, who left Station E to review the manuscript, became more and more excited. He was accidentally bumped by a new passenger before he came back to his senses and calmed down.

At the same time, Qin Jue, who didn't know that he was being thought of so much, was doing makeup in the hotel room.

This morning, some people came to say hello one after another. Some of them arrived last night but were still resting, or heard that He Xu and Tang Ting were at Qin Jue's place so they didn't come to disturb him, such as Li Hongchuan, Gao Mulong and Zhen Chuchu. Some of them flew to Beijing in the early morning and knocked on the door not long after they settled down.

Including the assistant director Tang Ting and the screenwriter Mu Sisi, all the main team members of "Daytime Rain" were present.

Old people brought up old things, and Qin Jue thought of You Guangcheng and Ikeda Liyi. The former was the actor who played He Ye, and the latter played the nameless prostitute who was kind to Mo Sen.

Also during the filming of "Daytime Rain", Li Mu Masako, who met Qin Jue, was helped by Qin Jue because of their old acquaintance in the end of the world. Now she works with the little fox and lives a stable life. I don't know how the two are doing now.

Hu Changjian's voice brought Qin Jue back to his thoughts. She handed him three or four A4 papers with some common questions and corresponding answers printed on them. They were basically standardized movie introductions and flawless speeches.

"Deputy Director Tang said that it's OK to take a look, for reference only." Hu Changqie relayed the original words.

Qin Jue nodded with a smile and scanned the content.

The noise outside the window attracted more and more attention. Song Zhihan, who was packing her makeup box, took a look outside and couldn't help but gasp:

"There are so many people, almost the same as the day of the airport pick-up!"

"The composition is also almost the same as the day of the airport pick-up." Qin Jue said leisurely, "Reporters who can enter the venue will not squat outside."

Song Zhihan nodded with lingering fear, and looked around for a while, and her expression became subtle.

"What's wrong?" Shi Meng asked.

"..." Song Zhihan hesitated, "It seems that I saw a lot of fans holding light boards and banners, He Chang, Wang Ming, etc..."

"Oh, support."

Shi Meng replied casually, and seeing Song Zhihan's different expression, he also realized something, and his hand tidying up his clothes paused.

Qin Jue didn't have much expression: "Are there my fans too?"

The word "fans" instead of "qingqing" is enough to explain the problem. Song Zhihan looked at Qin Jue cautiously, pursed her lips and said "hmm".

The family has already issued a notice to inform the ladies that there are no live spots this time, and the address of the scheduled press conference is confidential. There is only one possibility for "Qin Jue fans" to arrive here: the schedule is leaked.

There are many such fans in the entertainment industry. Many fans will even secretly take photos of idols' ID cards at the airport, just to check the schedule and flight, and take photos with the plane at any time.

And ordinary artists don't really care. On the contrary, those with less fame will be surprised by fans coming to pick them up. As for how these people know and where they come from, it doesn't matter. The famous ones know that this behavior cannot be stopped, so they can only let it go. At best, they will appeal on Weibo and hope that fans will not cause trouble to passers-by. The idols will pay for the fans' behavior.

Among the artists Song Zhihan knows, Qin Jue is the only one who is special. She is troubled, and the trouble is that she doesn't want to see her own Qingqing squeezed in the crowd. What if she is taken advantage of the chaos? What if there is a stampede? It is dangerous and painful, so she has never liked these things and thinks they are unnecessary.

In fact, to be honest, fans can come if they want to, and they deserve the hardship. Qin Jue, who even takes care of the whole meeting with Qingqing, is unique in the entertainment industry. There are many fans who don't want to be so restrained by the main star, and there are even more disobedient fans, just like now, who find out the address of the press conference by themselves and come here. The support is quite impressive, and while they are moved, they do make Qin Jue "face" outside.

But Qin Jue is his own boss, and the boss doesn't think it's necessary. Song Zhihan, who has a "criminal record", will naturally not accuse her boss of being too lenient in controlling fans. At the moment, she just purses her lips and looks at Shi Meng, who also has a worried look on his face.

The sounds downstairs were getting louder and louder.

Qin Jue said nothing and turned to look at Hu Changchai.

Commander Chai nodded sharply, turned around and left. Not long after, a swarm of drones invisible to everyone was hovering outside the hotel.

After a while, He Xu's assistant sent a message, and the entire "Rain of the Day" team came downstairs.

Before I went out, I just showed up in the lobby. The group of people outside were surging wildly through the glass door, either holding their cameras high or screaming loudly. Two rows of dedicated security guards were like a dam blocking the huge waves. They were blocked several times. Shaking due to the collision, arms stretched out from the gaps between shoulders and shoulders, necks and necks, claws and fangs spread like ghost hands.

Qin Jue lowered his head and put his knuckles between his eyebrows. He Chang and Wang Ming saw that He Xu looked bad and looked a little embarrassed.

There were too many reporters, and it would be even more chaotic if the fans were mixed with them. Even though they were kind-hearted and supportive, they seemed crazy at the moment.

In the eyes of a great director like He Xu, what else could it be but "no rules"? You don't have to think twice to know that you will be disgusted by others.

Just as they were feeling anxious, He Chang and Wang Ming saw He Xu at the front turning his head and asking Qin Jue:

"Is this what you're worried about?"

Qin Jue was stunned and smiled bitterly: "On the one hand."

He added: "You can't even listen to what you say, and you can't control it even if you manage it."

He Chang and Wang Ming were even more embarrassed after hearing this. Qin Jue still took the fans' behavior to heart, but they usually didn't think about it.

He Xu snorted, but couldn't tell the emotion, so he just said: "Walk faster."

As if he was speaking to everyone, He Chang and others responded one after another.

The hotel manager personally came over and opened the door. Without the sound insulation of the glass door, the short stretch of road was filled with people. Even the receptionist at the farthest end of the front desk subconsciously frowned.

He Xu took the lead, and the group left the hotel under the escort of security guards.

"Director He! Director He! Excuse me..."

"Wow ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah Qin Jue Qin Jue!!"

Like walking on a single-plank bridge in a horror game, Qin Jue didn't squint, turning a blind eye to the harsh and inflected shouts. There were two "moving human walls" on the left and right in the security wall, where the assistants stretched out their hands to block the microphones they were extending as they walked. and voice recorder.

The venue for the scheduled press conference is directly opposite, and it is only a road away from the hotel. It is less than two minutes away and people are rushing like crazy. Qin Jue sometimes worries about the mental state of this group of people now.

Journalists can still be said to be earning hard-earned money and have to compete with their peers to make a living, but what about fans? What's so crazy about this picture?

If there was an assassin among the crowd, it wouldn't be a matter of minutes to take advantage of the chaos and succeed in assassinating him.

Qin Jue actually had a similar experience in the last days of the Qin Dynasty. Before the Hongmen Banquet, the other party made a row to welcome each other. The residents on both sides cheered enthusiastically, shouting "The Qin team is so handsome in killing decisively", as if it was really How much he admired the famous "Captain Qin", but because this operation was so stupid, the killer who was sneaking in for a sneak attack was caught by Qin Jue on the spot, and then he started fighting without even having a banquet.

Just as he was thinking about it, a trajectory suddenly flashed in front of his field of vision. Qin Jue's expression was startled. He took a long stride and crossed from He Xu's side. He raised his hand and grabbed the man's wrist with a "snap".

The noise stopped for a moment, and Qin Jue's eyes hurriedly swept over. The matter couldn't be simpler, except that a reporter stretched his hand too far and almost hit He Xu with the microphone.

The only problem was that his microphone was modified, and the extension rod was as long as a forearm, so someone who didn't know how he swung it out thought he was going to slap He Xu with a stick.

In just a second or two, Qin Jue met the young reporter's eyes, his frightened face reflected in his dark brown eyes.

Without saying anything, Qin Jue looked at him lightly, let go of his hand, and continued to follow He Xu.

He Xuxu hugged her. The two people's positions were not obvious, and they seemed to be walking in the same row.

The camera behind him kept clicking. It was foreseeable that "an unscrupulous reporter would commit murder, and Qin Jue took action to protect He Xu." ? He actually walked side by side with He Xu" and other news full of gimmicks are annoying to think about.

It wasn't until we entered the building opposite that the loud noise was left behind. Tang Ting took out his handkerchief to wipe his sweat and led everyone to the lounge.

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