Yu Qinghuan never carried a mobile phone when filming.
He was just a newbie in the circle without so many business contacts. Besides, having seen innumerable cyberbully in his precious life, he gave up the habit of playing with mobile phones over time. However, the main answer was that he had no family and no one would contact him.
Therefore, it was not until he returned to the hotel that he saw the text message from Huo Qu.
Probably this was the first time Huo Qu had sent a text message since his messages looked unpolished with the first few were all scrambled. It seemed he consulted others later to fully express his meaning.
Yu Qinghuan did not expect Huo Qu to leave ahead of schedule. He sighed regretfully and felt a little disappointed. He had planned to send the canned food to Huo Qu the next day, but Huo Qu went abroad when the canned food was ready.
Yu Qinghuan tried his best to use the simplest words to reply Huo Qu, urging him to have good meals, be sure to follow his companion closely when outing, never act alone, etc. Finally, a short message sent out in two pieces since it exceeded the word limits.
After the message was sent out, he waited for a long time without waiting for a response from the other party. He guessed that Huo Qu should be on the plane now, so he withdrew from the text message and opened his Weibo.
Because of the "accident" last time, Zhao Qingyuan was still a little depressed these days. Yu Qinghuan decided to forward the clarifying video by Zhao Qingyuan to support his remarks. Unexpectedly, he got startled by a huge wave of comments and private messages just after entering his Weibo account.
When he opened the messages, he didn't know whether to cry or to laugh. Almost all the comments was asking what brand of canned yellow peach Zhao Qingyuan was eating in the video.
Perhaps even the media could not expect this in the end, the biggest beneficiary of the piece of gossip was not Yu Qinghuan, the unknown little newbie, nor Zhao Qingyuan, the former's competitor, but a canned yellow peach!
Everyone knew Zhao Qingyuan's family was rich. It was also said that he had all kinds of private planes and yachts in his house. Therefore, how delicious would the canned yellow peach be to make him unable to stop eating even having a stomachache!
After watching it, all the audiences wanted to buy the same canned yellow peaches.
Failing to find the one bought by Zhao Qingyuan after foraging on all the major e-commerce apps, they could not help but swarm into Yu QinghHuan's Weibo comment box.
Yu Qinghuan was quite satisfied with the result.
In fact, his hometown had long wanted to build a cannery and even had a detailed planning. However, there was no investment at all and they had to keep an empty stomach on a treasure land. Now the money was finally in place, and the cannery could be built soon.
The canned food was scheduled in mass production next spring. So he could seize the opportunity coming along to publicize.
Although those netizens were forgetful, no matter how small the chance was, he could not let it slip away.
After thinking about the wording, Yu Qinghuan sent an explanation on Weibo, with his winning of the lottery and investment stuff hidden, and forwarded Zhao Qingyuan's Weibo.
Netizens stationing in the comment area of Yu Qinghuan's Weibo had not expected he would update his Weibo, all of them were surprised to find two pieces at one time when refreshing it.
[Qinghuan sent a Weibo? Oh man! I think something wrong with my eyes!]
[＿（:з」∠）＿Sure enough, I could not expect too much from my 'husband'. I could forgive him for attaching no pictures, but I could not bear he posted just few words]
[Emm, I think Qinghuan would not send a Weibo if it weren't for the canned food incident.]
[I agree! Qinghuan is simply magic! After getting familiar with him, our Yuan also updates less than before!]
[Exactly! I am also enchanted by him! Although he hardly posts on Weibo or say nothing on his posts, I am still squatting down under his homepage every day.]
Although buzzing with discussion, netizens did not know Yu Qinghuan was actually thinking himself as a newbie with little popularity. He knew his Weibo rife with fans and comments all because of Zhao Qingyuan. Therefore, he never took this seriously, barely posted Weibo or handled his account to Yu Xin.
However, what he did not know was how adorable a high-flyer was in people's eyes these days.
In this world, most people were ordinary, doing ordinary jobs and living ordinary lives. However, those high-flyers were not the same, because from an early age, they had revealed many differences, and even their way of thinking was very different from others.
People were always interested in the one who was different but stronger than themselves. They would feel like getting a bonus if the standout was particularly handsome.
Therefore, as early as the moment Yu Qinghuan's academic qualifications exposed, it was doomed that he could never keep a low profile as he had expected before.
Early in the morning the next day, Yu Qinghuan was pulled up from his bed by Yu Xin and got into Yu Xin's ropey second-hand Audi, bumping all the way to the audition site.
Chicly attached great importance to this entry into the market of Hua Country. Only when Yu Qinghuan arrived did he realized that he was not the only one who came for the audition, but also many newbies who were currently on the rise, and even Fang Zhongxi, who was the second male lead on the same film crew with him.
When the two met, they were both surprised.
Fang Zhongxi was not Yu Qinghuan's acquaintance, so he just nodded and said hello and then left with Yu Xin.
However, Fang Zhongxi could not be as free and easy as Yu Qinghuan was. Fang was already 26 years old, but he even had no well-known piece and the public's impression of him was still a young and fresh actor. His company managing to arrange him the second male lead in The Line of Life and Death was to raise his fame and status.
But this alone was still not enough, he also needed to be a spokesperson for a famous brand to manifest his popularity.
The most famous foreign brands all favored the established or hottest stars. Fang Zhongxi belonged to neither. So Chicly had become his best choice.
After all this effort, he finally reached the final stage of the audition. How could he allow any mishap?
In every dimension, Yu Qinghuan the newbie was less threatening than other stars. But Fang Zhongxi just felt he was somewhat different. During the filming, Liu Jia'an, Wang Zhensheng and all the predecessors were all very kind to him, almost like they had been enchanted.
There were too many variables in Yu Qinghuan, he must not be taken lightly!
"Go to Yunxing Promotion Company," Fang Zhongxi called his assistant and ordered in a low voice, "No matter what method you use, tie the personal image of Yu Qinghuan with the canned yellow peaches." After a pause, he added, "Tell them that money is not a problem and I want to see the effect immediately."
Chicly was an entry lux brand with a faddish and trendy product orientation. Once Yu Qinghuan's personal image was tied with canned yellow peaches, it would appear less premium. Even if his image and style were appropriate, Chicly would never use him as their brand ambassador.
At noon on this day, Yu Qinghuan had just returned to the filming set when he found that information about him and canned yellow peaches was all over the internet. Not only that, people also used his photo and canned food to create various pictures and spread them everywhere.
Unexpectedly, the pictures of Yu Qinghuan and canned yellow peaches had a great vogue and even being included in the chat stickers.
Huo Rong accidentally opened his Weibo to find such a situation, and immediately knew that someone was deliberately framing Qinghuan. Although netizens were all making fun of him without malice, he knew that Chicly had recently contacted Yu Qinghuan and had the intention choosing him as the ambassador for a trench coat.
Now that this had happened, Yu Qinghuan was obviously no longer an option for Chicly.
Huo Rong had meant to repress this kind of wide spreading. He thought of his younger brother, who had been cheerful recently, squinted his eye, and sent a message to him,
[Hey, your good friend has been bullied miserably and pitifully. Do you think your brother should help him?]
After sending it, Huo Rong felt that he was simply too smart! With his little brother's concerns for Yu Qinghuan, Huo Qu would certainly ask for help from him even if he did not know what was going on, thus Huo Rong could also receive his little brother's gratitude!
He even felt a little excited on thinking about it!
When the text message was sent out, Huo Qu was leaving the hotel for the world academic exchange conference.
In order not to miss the message from Qinghuan, in recent days, Huo Qu had kept the cell phone with him unprecedentedly. So he knew about Qinghuan the moment he received the message.
What? Qinghuan was being bullied miserably?
In fact, most of the words in the world were meaningless to Huo Qu, but the word "bully" alone was different, which represented his particularly painful childhood he especially wanted to erase.
He was different from normal kids from an early age, he suffered more than other children, from classmates, teachers and even… his family.
When Huo Rong was still young, he always felt that his younger brother was too stupid and hated his parents' partiality. Therefore, he would play tricks on Huo Qu in places where his parents could not see them.
As a result, Huo Qu considered himself a monster and lived in great pains for a long time.
It was not until Huo Rong grew up that he finally understood his brother's situation and why his parents were so biased. But it was too late. The damage he did to Huo Qu was irreversible. He could only do his best to treat Huo Qu well, hoping to make up for his mistakes.
Staring at the message, Huo Qu's face turned pale and his chest began to ache sharply.
He could not let others bully Qinghuan! No one! Yes, he was a real man now, no longer as weak as when he was a child, he could protect himself, and Qinghuan of course!
Definitely, he could not bear Qing Huan suffering the same pain!
He pressed his lips tightly. In the shocking eyes of others, Huo Qu suddenly turned at his feet, rushing out of the hotel like a wind.
"Professor Huo!" The scientist who came with him was frightened to disgrace and rushed after him, "where are you going?"
"I want to go back!" Huo Qu kept on walking and spit out those four words firmly.
"What? My goodness! Professor Huo, wait!"
"Jesus Christ! Stop Professor Huo!"
"Come on! The exchange conference will begin soon!"
…
The hotel suddenly fell in great confusion.