Actor he doesn't want to be a eunuch

Chapter 230 I Hope You Are Better Than Me
"I hope you are better than me."

Qian Chen looked at the camera affectionately, and even showed a handsome smile.

The fans at the scene were in a trance.

Qian Chen's fans were especially moved.

Hope to be better than me?

Is there a better and more sincere blessing than this?

A simple sentence fulfilled the ardent expectations of a "grassroots artist".

In their view, Qian Chen was a libertine when he was young, oh no, he was a libertine child.

Then I didn't go to university.

It's even possible that you didn't even get into high school.

Then step into the entertainment circle.

After suffering all kinds of human feelings, and sometimes having a pain in the ass, he regretted that he didn't study hard.

So after becoming famous, I send homework to fans.

I hope everyone will study hard.

Gu Shaolong: I am a little familiar with this script.

"Second question, you are so old, and you don't find yourself a girlfriend, is it because you don't like women?"

The host deserves to be professional.

The yin and yang of this question perfectly restored the ridicule and cynicism of the questioner.

"My age..." Qian Chen looked shocked, and then quickly waved his fists: "I will work hard for my family."

But his heart was crying.

Wait until my internal strength is perfect.

I not only want to find a girlfriend, but I want many more.

Anxi covered her mouth and smiled.

Not bad.

Jiao Yu was quite successful, knowing that he had to cover his mouth when he laughed.

"Hey, the next question is the third question. Some fans asked why there is no response to those who hacked you... Uh, let us who hacked you have no sense of accomplishment."

The host wiped off the cold sweat that didn't exist.

Fuck, made a mistake.

This isn't a fan question at all.

How come a black powder is mixed in the middle.

"This question can be answered," Qian Chen said indifferently, and said seriously: "Because I never had a chance, I would like to clarify now that I really did not go to the director's room."

"Yes." Gu Shaolong said sullenly from the side.

"Yes!" Anxi followed suit.

"Ahem, we are in the same group." Qian Chen pretended to be very angry.

"Okay, yes, but Director Ye and I are discussing the script." Qian Chen actually didn't care, he didn't intend to clarify seriously.

Some things, the more you clarify, the more enthusiastic the real black fans will be.

And the less you care about it, the more frank you appear.

The ancients used to sit together for a long time, talk with each other, sleep with their feet together, and sleep with each other...

The host quickly started the fourth question.

This topic should not be discussed any further.

If we talk again, some people will be curious about whether the lights were turned off when we were talking about the script.

"What do you usually like?"

The fourth question is more normal.

"There are a lot of things I like. If I want to put them in order, they are martial arts, calligraphy, playing the piano, reading books, watching movies, learning acting..."

Good guy.

It's a bit too much.

This may also be evidence of Qian Chen's hard work, but there will always be people who question him as a stand-alone design.

In fact, Qian Chen said it conservatively.

These are not his usual hobbies.

is a daily hobby.

He does these things almost every day.

After all, sleep less.

And no girlfriend to waste his time.

"The last question, what do you think has the greatest impact on you in your life?" the host asked.

In fact, these questions are all right.

Both interesting.

You can also spread the word about yourself.

However, this last question stumped Qian Chen a bit.

For others, it may be easy to answer this question, and it can be answered very well.

However, for Qian Chen, it was the most influential thing in his life.

Isn't that...

An old eunuch half buried in the ground.

With his rough hands, cut...

If I say too much, I will cry.

fraud!

He obviously meant to take him to drink broth, but in the end he was castrated.

Of course, such words cannot be said to others.

So Qian Chen smiled slightly:
"The thing that influenced me the most was entering the entertainment industry and getting to know you guys. Thank you everyone."

See how false a person can be.

After the questioning session is over, it is time to sign autographs for fans.

The publisher printed some signed copies.

It can also be regarded as the periphery of "A Chinese Ghost Story 4", and the cover is a poster.

Three people sign.

The fans lined up and came one by one.

A thousand signatures.

In fact, there is not a thousand fans, even Anxi, the promised thousand fans did not come.

Gu Shaolong looks like six or seven hundred.

Although Qian Chen's fans are a dense group, Qian Chen has keen observation skills.

Four or five hundred at most.

Not right.

Both Qian Chen and Gu Shaolong noticed something was wrong.

When they first came in, they had more than just fans.

traitor!

shameless!
Qian Chen took a look at the people queuing up on Anxi's side.

Some have his name on their coats.

You temporarily mutinied.

On Anxi's side, there were obviously more than 1000 people.

With fewer people, you can spend less effort.

Qian Chen comforted himself in this way.

A skinny guy stood in front of Qian Chen and grinned: "Xiao Chenzi, I said I came to see you, so I didn't break my promise."

"Uh..." Qian Chen was startled.

"Me, the name of the bib is full of righteousness and flamboyance. I asked you with a bib, do you really write epitaphs for others, and you replied that you are innocent."

"Oh, I remembered, you are so fat, but you are not fat at all."

Qian Chen opened the notebook.

Sign the other party's bib ID and your own name.

After signing, ask again:
"Do you want me to help you design an epitaph?"

"Wist grass, I'm only 21!" Sao Pang snatched the autograph book and moved aside to make room for others.

Then he quickly took out his phone and took a picture of the scene.

Take a signature.

Fat Rong in an upright manner: Brothers, I was at the scene, and Xiao Chenzi signed for me, which is really not bad.

Leave a message below.

Did you hit him?

Give me a punch!
The second is a girl.

"Can you write a few more words for me?" The little girl was quite cute, with a flushed face, delicate features, and a little shy.

"What's your real name, even the name of your scarf." Qian Chen asked.

We have very few fans.

It doesn't matter, you can write more words.

"Write the name of the bib. My bib is called Lu Heishou." The little girl gestured on the table with her slender fingers.

Qian Chen was completely dumbfounded.

why.

Why is it called Lu Heishou? What the hell is that?

However, what other people call it is their freedom, even if they are called Vajra Gourd Baby, he can't interfere.

I can only bite the bullet and write:

Send Lu Black Hand:

Still peach blossom noodles, frequent lower willow eyebrows.

Qian Chen.

Then he waved his hand, indicating that Lu Hei could dodge his hand.

The third is a buddy.

In fact, the people next to him are basically men.

If counting those who rebelled and went to Anxi's side, there will probably be more gentlemen.

It is very incomprehensible.

Why is he so good-looking, but no girls like him.

Look at Anxi, she not only has men, but also many women.

Meat and vegetarian combination.

"Brother, what's your name, what's your request?"

Qian Chen tried not to be so weak.

What bitterness is in my heart, I swallow it with tears.

"My name is Chen Qian. I heard that you know Wanxi. Can you help me find Wanxi's autograph? Just write: Dear husband, eat well every day~"

Qian Chen looked at him stupidly.

Let's look at the other colleagues who signed quickly on both sides.

Immediately, he felt that the world was full of deep malice towards him.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter 230 I Hope You Are Better Than Me
"I hope you are better than me."

Qian Chen looked at the camera affectionately, and even showed a handsome smile.

The fans at the scene were in a trance.

Qian Chen's fans were especially moved.

Hope to be better than me?

Is there a better and more sincere blessing than this?

A simple sentence fulfilled the ardent expectations of a "grassroots artist".

In their view, Qian Chen was a libertine when he was young, oh no, he was a libertine child.

Then I didn't go to university.

It's even possible that you didn't even get into high school.

Then step into the entertainment circle.

After suffering all kinds of human feelings, and sometimes having a pain in the ass, he regretted that he didn't study hard.

So after becoming famous, I send homework to fans.

I hope everyone will study hard.

Gu Shaolong: I am a little familiar with this script.

"Second question, you are so old, and you don't find yourself a girlfriend, is it because you don't like women?"

The host deserves to be professional.

The yin and yang of this question perfectly restored the ridicule and cynicism of the questioner.

"My age..." Qian Chen looked shocked, and then quickly waved his fists: "I will work hard for my family."

But his heart was crying.

Wait until my internal strength is perfect.

I not only want to find a girlfriend, but I want many more.

Anxi covered her mouth and smiled.

Not bad.

Jiao Yu was quite successful, knowing that he had to cover his mouth when he laughed.

"Hey, the next question is the third question. Some fans asked why there is no response to those who hacked you... Uh, let us who hacked you have no sense of accomplishment."

The host wiped off the cold sweat that didn't exist.

Fuck, made a mistake.

This isn't a fan question at all.

How come a black powder is mixed in the middle.

"This question can be answered," Qian Chen said indifferently, and said seriously: "Because I never had a chance, I would like to clarify now that I really did not go to the director's room."

"Yes." Gu Shaolong said sullenly from the side.

"Yes!" Anxi followed suit.

"Ahem, we are in the same group." Qian Chen pretended to be very angry.

"Okay, yes, but Director Ye and I are discussing the script." Qian Chen actually didn't care, he didn't intend to clarify seriously.

Some things, the more you clarify, the more enthusiastic the real black fans will be.

And the less you care about it, the more frank you appear.

The ancients used to sit together for a long time, talk with each other, sleep with their feet together, and sleep with each other...

The host quickly started the fourth question.

This topic should not be discussed any further.

If we talk again, some people will be curious about whether the lights were turned off when we were talking about the script.

"What do you usually like?"

The fourth question is more normal.

"There are a lot of things I like. If I want to put them in order, they are martial arts, calligraphy, playing the piano, reading books, watching movies, learning acting..."

Good guy.

It's a bit too much.

This may also be evidence of Qian Chen's hard work, but there will always be people who question him as a stand-alone design.

In fact, Qian Chen said it conservatively.

These are not his usual hobbies.

is a daily hobby.

He does these things almost every day.

After all, sleep less.

And no girlfriend to waste his time.

"The last question, what do you think has the greatest impact on you in your life?" the host asked.

In fact, these questions are all right.

Both interesting.

You can also spread the word about yourself.

However, this last question stumped Qian Chen a bit.

For others, it may be easy to answer this question, and it can be answered very well.

However, for Qian Chen, it was the most influential thing in his life.

Isn't that...

An old eunuch half buried in the ground.

With his rough hands, cut...

If I say too much, I will cry.

fraud!

He obviously meant to take him to drink broth, but in the end he was castrated.

Of course, such words cannot be said to others.

So Qian Chen smiled slightly:
"The thing that influenced me the most was entering the entertainment industry and getting to know you guys. Thank you everyone."

See how false a person can be.

After the questioning session is over, it is time to sign autographs for fans.

The publisher printed some signed copies.

It can also be regarded as the periphery of "A Chinese Ghost Story 4", and the cover is a poster.

Three people sign.

The fans lined up and came one by one.

A thousand signatures.

In fact, there is not a thousand fans, even Anxi, the promised thousand fans did not come.

Gu Shaolong looks like six or seven hundred.

Although Qian Chen's fans are a dense group, Qian Chen has keen observation skills.

Four or five hundred at most.

Not right.

Both Qian Chen and Gu Shaolong noticed something was wrong.

When they first came in, they had more than just fans.

traitor!

shameless!
Qian Chen took a look at the people queuing up on Anxi's side.

Some have his name on their coats.

You temporarily mutinied.

On Anxi's side, there were obviously more than 1000 people.

With fewer people, you can spend less effort.

Qian Chen comforted himself in this way.

A skinny guy stood in front of Qian Chen and grinned: "Xiao Chenzi, I said I came to see you, so I didn't break my promise."

"Uh..." Qian Chen was startled.

"Me, the name of the bib is full of righteousness and flamboyance. I asked you with a bib, do you really write epitaphs for others, and you replied that you are innocent."

"Oh, I remembered, you are so fat, but you are not fat at all."

Qian Chen opened the notebook.

Sign the other party's bib ID and your own name.

After signing, ask again:
"Do you want me to help you design an epitaph?"

"Wist grass, I'm only 21!" Sao Pang snatched the autograph book and moved aside to make room for others.

Then he quickly took out his phone and took a picture of the scene.

Take a signature.

Fat Rong in an upright manner: Brothers, I was at the scene, and Xiao Chenzi signed for me, which is really not bad.

Leave a message below.

Did you hit him?

Give me a punch!
The second is a girl.

"Can you write a few more words for me?" The little girl was quite cute, with a flushed face, delicate features, and a little shy.

"What's your real name, even the name of your scarf." Qian Chen asked.

We have very few fans.

It doesn't matter, you can write more words.

"Write the name of the bib. My bib is called Lu Heishou." The little girl gestured on the table with her slender fingers.

Qian Chen was completely dumbfounded.

why.

Why is it called Lu Heishou? What the hell is that?

However, what other people call it is their freedom, even if they are called Vajra Gourd Baby, he can't interfere.

I can only bite the bullet and write:

Send Lu Black Hand:

Still peach blossom noodles, frequent lower willow eyebrows.

Qian Chen.

Then he waved his hand, indicating that Lu Hei could dodge his hand.

The third is a buddy.

In fact, the people next to him are basically men.

If counting those who rebelled and went to Anxi's side, there will probably be more gentlemen.

It is very incomprehensible.

Why is he so good-looking, but no girls like him.

Look at Anxi, she not only has men, but also many women.

Meat and vegetarian combination.

"Brother, what's your name, what's your request?"

Qian Chen tried not to be so weak.

What bitterness is in my heart, I swallow it with tears.

"My name is Chen Qian. I heard that you know Wanxi. Can you help me find Wanxi's autograph? Just write: Dear husband, eat well every day~"

Qian Chen looked at him stupidly.

Let's look at the other colleagues who signed quickly on both sides.

Immediately, he felt that the world was full of deep malice towards him.

(End of this chapter)