"Oh!

"Sorry, sorry, a little delayed. ”

"Alright, alright, get in!"

……

As soon as he arrived at the backstage of the press conference, Han Yu looked at the staff who were busy and walking around, and before he could take a breath, he was directly caught by Zhen Xiuwan, who happened to be passing by, and pushed him straight into a dressing room without saying a few words.

"Okay, here's the place. ”

"Hurry up, get all moving!"

"Well, what about the hairstylist?"

"Ah, Hui Lin, hurry up!"

"Oooh!"

"Make-up artist, costume artist, hurry up!

"Yes!"

Sitting in a comfortable seat, Han Yu was bored and let several female stylists fiddle with his face and hairstyle.

Fifty minutes may not be enough time for other artists to do a hair, but Han Yu is more than enough, and he should be the easiest to style among all the main creators, he doesn't need too much makeup, just put a light makeup on his face, and the costumes are also prepared in advance, so every time he does the styling, it will only take dozens of minutes at most, and it doesn't take too much time.

Sitting in the seat and bored for a while, Han Yu's thoughts couldn't help but drift to what happened just now.

A fan of someone......

The deep eyes flickered slightly, and Han Yu's face showed an indescribable expression.

To be honest, even he couldn't tell what he was feeling at this time.

When he saw the rough Q version of the villain, and saw the little hand with a band-aid on it, the feeling that surged in his heart at that moment was not like the feeling he felt when facing the care from his family.

When Han Woo faced the care of Ha Yeon, Taeyeon, and even Father Lin for the first time, the feeling in his heart was a feeling of being overwhelmed, strange, and unusually warm.

And when Han Yu faced this kind of people called "fans" for the first time, at that moment he did have a feeling of being overwhelmed, strange and warm in his heart.

But what welled up in his heart at that moment was ...... Terrified.

That's right, an inexplicable panic.

Even he didn't know what he was afraid of, maybe he was afraid of this seemingly unprovoked love, perhaps, he was afraid...... own abilities.

For artists and celebrities, Han Yu has never had any special impression before, but he just seems to be some people who dance and sing.

And just now, he realized for the first time that he also had "fans", and for the first time, he realized that there would really be someone in the world who would do it for a person who had never been masked...... Well, so many things.

It wasn't until that moment that Han Yu realized that he was really, truly beginning to understand the connotation of the profession of an artist.

As an artist, you are by no means just a good person who entertains people with skills, the reason why "stars" are "stars" is precisely because they seem to be as beautiful as the unreal things hanging in the sky.

So when Han Yu saw Shuzhen and them, it wasn't until that moment that he seemed to really realize what he should bear! As an artist, even if he didn't want to, he had to bear something!

Fans are the face of artists, and artists are the forerunners of fans.

Their words and deeds affect their fans, and the old saying "those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black" seems to be perfect here.

Moreover, if the artist can't do a good job of himself, if the "star" falls, then the hearts of countless fans who are tied to him will also "fall".

So Han Yu's heart is really at a loss now, very frightened, very overwhelmed, and very ...... Complex.

For him in the past, even a slight love was enough to shake his seemingly frozen heart, not to mention now, as if it was loved by strangers called "fans" for no reason and without return.

"That'...... Well, can you lift your head a little bit?"

Suddenly, a somewhat timid voice came from beside him, Han Yu came back to his senses in the blink of an eye, looked away, and found that it was the hairstylist named Hui Lin.

"Sorry, a little distracted. ”

Smiling gently, Han Yu immediately raised his head slightly in cooperation.

Hui Lin was a young girl with short hair, and when she saw the gentle smile on Han Yu's face, her cheeks couldn't help but redden, and she quickly pursed her lips and smiled shyly at Han Yu, and then began to carefully sort out the strands of Han Yu's hair.

Speaking of which, Han Yu doesn't take much time to put on makeup and change clothes, and the most time-consuming thing is to do hairstyles.

Han Yu didn't know if this was a special case in South Korea or the whole world, he found that the artist's hairstylist was really serious, even if every hair strand had to be dealt with, messy and prominent, it had to be carefully combed, so Han Yu spent most of his time doing hair every time he did styling.

"That...... Hui Lin?"

"Ahh......h What's wrong?"

The young girl obviously didn't expect Han Yu to remember her name, and suddenly her little face, which was still a little calm, turned even redder, and at the same time showed a little overwhelmed expression, obviously not knowing Han Yu's intention to call her suddenly.

"Huh...... Uh, don't be nervous, I'm ...... Just wanted to ask you a question. ”

"Ah...... Yes, you ...... What do you want to ask?"

Hearing that she didn't intend to blame herself, Hui Lin immediately breathed a sigh of relief, speaking of which, she has been a hairstylist for a few years so far, and she has been in contact with many artists, and she can be regarded as experienced, but the problem is, today is ...... It's for him to do it, so I'm very nervous all the time.

Fortunately, there were no problems so far, so after she calmed down for a while, she continued to arrange Han Yu's hair, and at the same time, she was also a little curious about what Han Yu wanted to ask herself.

"That...... Do you have an idol? That is, have you ever been a fan of any artist?"

"Huh? ah...... Yes...... Some. How...... What's wrong?"

At first hearing Han Yu's question, Hui Lin was stunned, and then her little face turned even redder for some reason, and she quietly glanced at Han Yu, who was sitting on the chair and had to sit upright, but was asking herself with those deep and charming eyes, and asked in a weak voice.

"So...... Can you tell me what it's like to be a fan? and why...... Why are fans willing to pay so much for an artist they don't know at all?"

Hui Lin was stunned for a moment, and her eyes couldn't help but look in the mirror—the face that had become more handsome after makeup.

On that face, she saw the confusion, and the little bit of panic that made her heart ache in her slightly frowning brow.

Han Yu sat in his seat, frowning slightly, his eyes lowered, and his heart was full of thoughts, the question that suddenly arose just now was not so much that he wanted to ask Hui Lin, but that he wanted to ask himself.

He really doesn't know why there is such love for no reason in the world, and he doesn't know how to respond to this kind of love.

"Because...... You don't need a reason to like it. ”

“……”

Han Yu was stunned, he subconsciously turned his head to look and saw a sweet face that was not very beautiful, but smiling like a flower.

"Why do you have to have a reason to like it? Is it up to you to say what you can say? If you like it, why should you have a reason?"

"What's more...... Fans, they are the most unreasonable existence in the world!"

...... in this world The most unreasonable existence?

Han Yu looked at Hui Lin in a daze, this young female hairstylist seemed to have finally gotten rid of the shyness when facing him at this time, and bravely looked at him, and her eyes were slightly shining under the light of the dressing room.

"We don't allow anyone to be disgusted with their favorite artists. ”

"We don't allow anyone to speak ill of their favorite artists. ”

"We don't allow anyone to denigrate their favorite artists. ”

"We can do anything we feel we can do for him. ”

"Don't ask for anything in return. ”

"Even ...... I don't even know why. ”

"So, we're not being reasonable!"

The deep eyes subconsciously widened slightly, Han Yu looked at Hui Lin fixedly, watched her speak seriously word by word, watched her wrinkle her nose proudly, and even raised her head angrily after watching her finish the last sentence.

“…… Scold. ”

A few seconds later, a chuckle sounded obviously, and as soon as she heard this laughter, Hui Linshang's face suddenly collapsed, her cheeks suddenly turned red as if she was drunk, and her head was still tilted down, and she didn't know where to put her hand.

With a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, Han Yu glanced at this female stylist named Hui Lin, although there seemed to be a lot of confusion in his heart, but it seemed that he suddenly became a little clearer, but he still had a little doubt in his heart.

"So...... If he is an artist, how can he repay his fans?"

Hui Lin, who was trying to pretend to be an ostrich, was slightly stunned when she heard the question in her ears, she quietly raised her head, glanced at the handsome face in front of her, looked at the little dazed and doubtful in his eyes, pursed her lips, and couldn't help but say again.

"You don't have to reciprocate, just be yourself. ”

"No...... Return?"

Han Yu was slightly stunned.

"Hmm!"

Hui Lin lowered her head as much as possible, did not meet Han Yu's gaze, and replied a little hurriedly: "For fans, it is the greatest luck to meet the artist they like, and what fans value most is the artist itself, so as long as you insist on being yourself and keep yourself." ”

Do...... Myself.

The light in Han Yu's eyes flickered slightly, as if he understood something all of a sudden, and at the same time, he also firmed up some things.

And at this time-

"Okay! Five minutes to start! Are the main actors ready?"

"Ahh

Hearing the call of PD not far away, Hui Lin suddenly woke up, and hurriedly and carefully finished the last bit of Han Yu's hairstyle, and then stood aside for the costume designer to take over.

Now that the matter is important, Han Yu didn't say anything more, just smiled at Hui Lin, and then took the pure black suit in the costume master's hand and entered the changing room.

"Whew-"

Seeing the slender back walk into the changing room, Hui Lin finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the emotions that had been so tense from the beginning in her heart were finally relieved. Immediately after, she blinked, looked at the busy colleagues around her, rolled her eyes, and ran to a quiet corner to take out her mobile phone.

"Hey, Sister Qinse. ”

"Yes, OPPA has gone to change clothes. ”

"It's okay, I'm a staff member, I don't need a ticket, you come in, the seats are casual, you try to sit in the front row on the left, wait for OPPA, they are all coming in from that side." ”

"Okay, then I'll come out and join you now. ”

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