115 Bloodshed
Gu Huo and the host said a word, talking and laughing, and the atmosphere in the studio was very harmonious.
After chatting for so long, the host felt that Guhuo was not as unapproachable as rumored. It is rumored that he loves to play big names, whether it is attending events or recording programs, the degree of cooperation is very low; it is rumored that he cherishes words like gold, has a strange temper, and often deliberately does not speak to make things difficult for those who interview him; and it is rumored that he has a very serious violent tendency, and will start beating people if he disagrees.
Anyway, it is rumored that the Buddha is a terrible monster.
So the host said half-jokingly, "Actually, the moment I learned that the guest of this issue was you, I didn't mention how nervous I was." β
Gu Huo raised his eyebrows, "Really?"
"The industry says you're a 'thorn' and it's hard to get along with. β
Hearing this, Gu Huo frowned, looking at his expression a little angry and a little helpless. He shrugged his shoulders and said with a wry smile, "It seems that I have a bad reputation in the circle, and I have to say that this fact still makes me quite frustrated." β
"Have you ever wondered why this is the case?"
Gu Huo sighed, "Why ?ββ has low EQ and can't be a person." β
The host said meaningfully, "You are very blunt indeed. β
Gu Huo understood the other party's words, and he spread his hands indifferently, "Anyway, I'm like this, a tendon, straight to the point." In fact, I know that with my character, I am very unsuitable for the entertainment industry. β
"So why did you choose to step into this circle in the first place?"
"At the beginning, ahββ," Gu Huo dragged out his voice and began to recall the past, "At the beginning, I was young and vigorous, and I wanted to break into the world in the music world." At that time, the idea was simple, because I liked singing, I wanted to be a singer. It's not easy to be a singer, as long as you have good songs, you can sing, and everyone loves to listen to your songs, everyone will like you. Speaking of this, he laughed a little self-deprecatingly, "But this is not the case at all, there are good songs that can be sung, and everyone loves to listen to your songs, but everyone may not like you." You see, I won the Golden Disc Award, and as soon as I walked outside, the whole street of shops was showing my songs, but I didn't have a good reputation in the industry, and there were a lot of black fans on the Internet. β
The host inexplicably felt that he was a little pitiful like this, and couldn't help but comfort him, "But there are more people who love you, for example, your photo album is selling very well." β
Speaking of the hot sales of the photo album, Gu Huo's expression was a little confused, "To be honest, no one in our company from top to bottom could have imagined that my photo album would sell so well." If I have to say, the sales of more than 300,000 are simply a mystery. If there are black fans who question me about buying the list, it will probably be difficult for me to explain it. β
The host couldn't help laughing, "What's so hard to explain, there are many people who like you, and there are naturally more people who buy photo albums." Although you say that you have a lot of black powder, the number of these black fans is very small and almost negligible compared to the people who like you. β
Gu Huo shook his head, "I want to ignore them, but their presence is too strong to ignore at all." β
"Haha, I especially like to add drama to myself, right? β
"Yes, those black fans are very dedicated and love acting. Speaking of this topic, Gu Huo immediately became eloquent, telling the interesting stories of his war with black fans a few days ago.
His story made the host and the audience laugh, and the atmosphere was very relaxed for a while. It's just that in a group of laughing audiences, a very striking outlier appeared. It was a slightly chubby man, sitting in the first row of the audience, staring at him with a pair of squinting eyes that exuded hatred from the beginning of his appearance.
Gu Huo had actually noticed this audience member halfway through, and felt the strong hostility emanating from the other party. However, on the one hand, he needed to concentrate on recording the show, and on the other hand, he suspected that he was nervous, so he quickly left the not-so-friendly audience behind and concentrated on answering the host's questions.
The recording of the program came to an end, and it was time to select the lucky audience to take a group photo with the guests. I don't know if this unfriendly fat man was lucky or unlucky, but he was able to stand out from the 300 audience at the scene and win the opportunity to get on stage and have close contact with the star. When his face appeared on the big screen, the fat man's face turned green, and the disgust almost overflowed the screen.
If it were an ordinary spectator, after learning that he had been selected, he would have jumped up from his position screaming and rushed to the stage like a cannonball. But this fat man is good, in the envious eyes of everyone, he sat motionless in his chair. As the minutes passed, the audience began to whisper to each other.
Originally, the camera had been giving Gu Huo, and Gu Huo had been smiling, but as time passed, he gradually stopped laughing. So the director gave the camera to the host again, and the host's smile froze on his face.
The atmosphere at the scene was not to mention how embarrassing it was, although the music teacher played a relaxed and lively BGM, but it couldn't stop the temperature in the studio from being lower than one degree.
As the host of the show, of course, it is impossible to allow the venue to be cold like this. I saw the experienced host raise a bright smile and start to enliven the atmosphere with a clever tongue.
"The security guard brother quickly went over to help him, and some of the audience here were so excited that they couldn't stand up with weak legs. β
After saying this, the fat man's face turned slightly red, and there was a little laughter on the scene. Although the fat man is reluctant to go up, but if he develops in this way, if he doesn't go up, others will think that he is a soft egg who is scared stupid. In order to prove that he was an iron-clad man, he had to slowly get up from his position and reluctantly go to the stage.
The host finally coaxed him onto the stage, and at this time he couldn't help but tease him a few words.
"Handsome guy, did you get carried away by happiness just now?"
The fat man said no, expressionlessly.
In fact, his attitude is so cold, everyone can see that he is not a fan of Gu Huo. The host's interview with him was supposed to end here, but she was a little carried away because she had just successfully saved the scene, and instead of stopping the interview, she continued to ask.
"Oh, why is that?"
The fat man said coldly, "Because I'm not a fan of him." β
The temperature dropped to freezing again, and the host realized his mistake, but it was too late.
She said dryly, "I see." β
When the two were chatting awkwardly, Gu Huo on the side had already signed his name on the photo album according to the process, and was ready to give it to the lucky audience later. Although the viewer made it clear that he was not his fan, Guho's mood did not seem to be affected. I saw him smile and show his signature to the camera, and then said to the fat man, "The photo album will give you a copy, you can take it back and pad the table legs." β
His speech caused the audience to burst into laughter, and in the laughter of the audience, the host also laughed, wiping a cold sweat by the way.
Gu Huo handed the photo album to the fat man, but the fat man only knew that he was staring at him with squinting eyes, and he didn't mean to reach out to take it. The atmosphere at the scene became awkward again, and the host was really a little anxious, and he was a little angry with the audience.
Even if she really doesn't like it, but things are already like this, and other celebrities are so accommodating, how can he be so willful? Thinking like this, her expression and tone of voice became stern.
"I said this audience, this is someone else's mind, and it's not good for you to do this. β
Although she had already said so, the fat man was unmoved and maintained his original posture.
Seeing this, Gu Huo smiled very heartily, "The twisted melon is not sweet, so don't embarrass this audience." As he spoke, he shouted at the audience below, "Which of you is my little melon?"
As soon as the words fell, the audience screamed again and again, and countless fan girls and fan brothers pulled their throats to say that they were Gu Huo's little melons.
Gu Huo took the photo album in his hand and made a throwing pose. "Stay safe, everyone, I'm going to launchβ"
Saying that, the photo album left his hand, drawing a parabola in the air, and a vigorous figure jumped into the air and firmly grasped the photo album.
This athletic fan is a big brother with a happy smile on his face.
"It seems that I still have male fans. Gu Huo laughed.
The host also laughed, "Of course. But unfortunately, this handsome guy on stage just isn't. β
Gu Huo smiled and hugged the fat man's shoulder, "Brother, I have wronged you." β
In the laughter of the audience, the fat man felt like a clown, and he was specially called on stage to set off Guhuo's handsomeness, tallness, and humor. In order not to make Gu Huo feel better, he suddenly grabbed the microphone and said thoughtlessly, "I'm not your fan." β
Gu Huo's microphone was snatched away by him, and although he was angry in his heart, he didn't show it on the surface. Fortunately, the staff responded quickly and quickly handed him a spare microphone.
"You said it. He didn't get angry, but he restrained his smile.
"Don't you want to ask me whose fan I am?"
Guho almost wanted to roll his eyes, but he held back. I saw him pull the corners of his mouth, and those who were familiar with him knew that he was smiling evilly.
"Don't want to ask. He said coldly.
The fat man was scolded and couldn't speak for a while. At this time, the host snatched the microphone from his hand and pushed his shoulder meaningfully.
"This handsome guy, you have too many plays, but the audience wants to watch Gu Huo, not you. β
The host was a thin lady, the fat man stood still at all, she couldn't push him, so she had to shout for the security guard to take the person down. Soon two security guards came up, and they grabbed the fat man's arms one by the left and one right, and forcibly dragged him off the stage. Who knew that although this fat man looked stupid, he didn't expect that his skills were quite flexible. I don't know how he moved, so he easily broke the shackles of the security guards.
The behavior of the program team completely angered him, he lost his mind, picked up the glass on the side casually, and smashed the cup with water into Gu Huo's face. Gu Huo's body reacted quickly, and while turning his face away, he raised his hand to protect his face.
He originally wanted to protect himself, but this knee-jerk action did not help. It turned out that he had a lot of rings on his hands today, and the moment the glass hit the gemstone ring, it shattered, burst into the air, and hit his hands and face.
Amid the frightened screams of the audience, Guho covered half of his face with his hands.
His hands were bleeding and his face was bleeding, and blood was running down his arms and falling to the floor.