Pull the crazy fans over to be reporters... What will happen?

On the way to Hu Nan TV, Luoyang kept thinking about this problem.

If there is such a job that allows you to run behind your idol's butt every day, take pictures of your idols, and then write articles to people all over the world to Amway your idols, and the income is still very good, do you want to do it?

Luoyang felt that if he was really a fan, he would definitely be willing.

Those station sisters of fan stations, bar owners of so-and-so bars, Weibo bloggers and the like, are actually doing these things all day long, and they are willing to take a penny from them.

And there must be many people like these people, but most of them can only run around for life, with no leisure or spare money, and follow their favorite artists around the world.

If they can be offered a good salary, so that they can throw away the work at hand and concentrate on chasing stars, they will definitely be willing to fall into Luoyang's command.

Maybe his eyes will turn red when he hears it, and whoever doesn't let him do it will be in a hurry.

The only concern is that what such a person writes must be full of personal bias.

Ah~wuli Oba is handsome to me again today, he's... 10,000 words omitted here... 's face makes me intoxicated, and no one can catch up with whom!

There is no doubt that as soon as such an article comes out, not to mention how the outside world reacts, there will definitely be contradictions between colleagues.

Eh, you Amway, your idols, forget it, why do you still step on my house? I bless you to explode and spiral to heaven on the spot, okay?

Those who are scolded will certainly not give up.

Your idol is just not as good as mine.,What's wrong? Don't accept it? Don't accept it! I'm xxx and you're xxx can compare?

A scolding war began.

This kind of scolding war, usually the two sides don't see each other on the Internet, even if they really meet in reality, then they may fight in person.

Luoyang told Jessica what he thought, making her giggle.

"Why do you always have such strange thoughts?"

At this time, the two were in the taxi, leaning next to each other and whispering.

The driver was a little restless, and his full-level beak cannon skills were ready to go, but no one was birding him.

"I think it's doable. Luoyang gave Jessica a serious analysis: "Look, if it's a crazy fan, well... I'm talking about real fans, not the kind of illegitimate meals, if he's really a crazy fan, then he must know how to be very measured, right? He wouldn't chase after an artist's private life like a stalker, and then spend all day thinking about how to make big news and bring this person down, right?"

Jessica touched her chin and became serious: "What else is there to see about the entertainment gossip newspaper?"

"Of course there is!" Luoyang is full of confidence: "Every itinerary of idols, he will chase and visit, and then he will carefully think about how to write a report so that more people can know his idols and even like his idols, all fans who chase stars will pay close attention to this kind of information, after all, it is this kind of thing they like to watch." ”

"Isn't that just the fans?" Jessica wondered.

"Isn't it enough to have fans?" Luoyang said as a matter of course: "And even passers-by don't necessarily want to see reports that are all rumors and torn up, right? Maybe some people really like to see other people's unlucky news, but I can choose not to serve these people." ”

Moreover, if they really become journalists, they will definitely be exposed to more truths, what kind of people their idols are, they will understand more and more, if their idols are dirty in private, then they will definitely be more disappointed than anyone else, and they will be more ruthless in writing reports, and this kind of news is still not small. ”

Jessica was also a little shaken: "It seems that this is indeed the case, right... But fans don't necessarily write news, do they? It's a good idea, but they probably don't have the ability to put what is in their heads into words. ”

"I can't practice, if I don't write well, the editor will review it, if I really can't help it..."Luoyang shrugged: "Then a dead horse is a live horse doctor, anyway, it must be easier to find fans than reporters." ”

The two chatted all the way, and the car soon came to Hu Nan TV.

It's still morning, and it's not yet the official recording time, and Taeyeon is definitely not on Junan TV, but at the hotel where he is staying, and maybe he is still sleeping.

After the two got out of the taxi, they discussed it, planning to have a leisurely breakfast and then make plans.

So the two held hands and looked at the mobile phone navigation and walked towards the nearby food court.

———— fanatics pulled up the dividing line————

The sea of people is bustling with people, and the streets are full of traffic.

Many people have food in their hands and eat all the way because this is a food court.

It is not only a place where locals often come here, but also a copy of the concentrated strategy of foreign tourists, and as the time approaches ten o'clock, more and more people come out to do the activities.

In the midst of this crowd, two small women in black caps stood side by side in the street, looking at the bowls in their hands and silent.

The deadly smell emanating from the bowl made passers-by know that the food in their hands was the famous delicacy of the Celestial Empire - stinky tofu.

These two little women are undoubtedly Taeyeon and Sunny.

Pani cheers for her husband Taeyeon every day, so she brings Sunny's body to Junan.

Now that everything is back to normal, the one who appears here is naturally the real Sunny.

Returning to his own body, and making a rare trip to the Celestial Empire, Sunny is very happy, and is clamoring to go out shopping for the first time.

Outcome...

emmmm...

"Why did we buy stinky tofu?"

Smelling the pungent smell of the cube-shaped food in his hand, Sunny stared blankly and doubted his life.

Taeyeon said uncertainly, "I remember, it must be to celebrate your return to your body, right?"

"No!" Sunny said categorically, "to celebrate your second place in "I Am a Singer"!"

Taeyeon rolled her eyes, "Come on, that was all last week, okay!

Sunny didn't mean to be ashamed at all, and said cheekily, "That's to wish you the first place in "I Am a Singer"!"

"It's already very lucky to get the second place at the beginning, but you still want to win the first place? ”

"Don't call me Shun-kyu!" Sunny glared for a moment, then grinned and said, "It's okay, you have to have a top goal." ”

Taeyeon was speechless, then bowed with a smirk and said, "Thank you, Smecta~"

Sunny's eyes lit up, and the stinky tofu in his hand stepped forward: "Since it's to wish you the first place, then this stinky tofu will be given to you as a gift!"

"I refuse! You said you want to take on something new, Lee Soon-gyu!" Taeyeon took a step back and righteously refused.

So, the two continued to look at the stinky tofu and were silent.

"What are you doing here, thank God for giving you stinky tofu?"

A familiar voice rang out.

The two turned their heads to see Luoyang and Jessica, holding hands, standing in front of them.