When Gao Zeyu said that he was a star just now, Wang Huan guessed almost all the stars he knew in the entire entertainment industry. But only I didn't guess Gao Zeyu's body.

"How is that possible?"

Wang Huan muttered to himself, he rubbed his eyes, and pinched Gao Zeyu's thigh again, seeing that Gao Zeyu's face became distorted in pain, he was sure that he was not dreaming.

After half a ring, Wang Huan came back to his senses.

"You...... Aren't you the commander of the First Regiment of the Poison Legion? Aren't you still clamoring on the Internet today that you want to defeat Gao Zeyu? How can this be?......

Wang Huan couldn't understand.

Do it yourself? What the hell is this?

Gao Zeyu touched his head, revealing an embarrassed expression, and said with a smile: "Brother Huan, since I first heard you sing "You at the Same Table" on the Internet, I have become your fan. I love every song of yours, so I joined the drug army later, but I didn't expect that by accident, my fans would get into a relationship with your fans......"

"And then you're going to yourself?"

"Hehe, no way. In front of my idol and my own honor, I chose my idol. ”

“……”

Wang Huan was still a little unacceptable.

A top little fresh meat in the entertainment industry is actually his own fan.

And for him, he pinched up with his fans!

Gao Zeyu said in a low voice: "Brother Huan, you now know why I put on makeup like that, right? Because I am your fan, but I dare not be recognized by my fans." If my fans knew that I was yours, then my fans would surely collapse. If your fans know that I'm your fan, then your fans will definitely hit me. My fans will hit your fans too. I, as your fan, definitely can't hit your fan. I can't hit my fans either. So, I'm definitely in a dilemma at that time, and I'm not a human being inside and out. ”

What are your fans, my fans?

Wang Huan listened for a while.

"Stop, stop, you say, what are you doing with me this time? It's not like you're here for my signature, are you?"

Gao Zeyu said: "Brother Huan, for the sake of my countless meritorious contributions for you, can you do me a favor?"

After speaking, Gao Zeyu took out a crumpled piece of paper from his body and handed it to Wang Huan.

Wang Huan looked at it, and it was written on it the great achievements of Gao Zeyu as the leader of the First Poison Legion.

Xth: Wipe out Brother Huan's 300 trolls on the Internet.

Xth: Lead the First Legion and fight against Yu Yan fans.

Xth: In order to top the charts of Brother Huan's songs, he led 3,000 poisonous troops to fight all night.

……

X-day: Buy 10,000 copies of the 01 album and support Brother Huan.

Xth: Wear a windbreaker and a mask to watch Brother Huan's magic capital concert.

Xth: A man disguised himself as a woman and went to Dianshan Lake, bet on one million to win the gamble, and lost one million......

Densely written on a piece of paper, Wang Huan was a little shocked, he didn't expect that behind his fame, his fan group silently paid so much sweat.

Just seeing the last line of words, Wang Huan wondered.

He asked aloud: "Did you make a mistake here? Didn't I win Dianshan Lake? Why did you lose a million?"

Gao Zeyu's face was as if he had eaten stool for a moment, and he was very depressed.

Get!

Wang Huan didn't continue to ask, and said in a deep voice: "Find a quiet place to talk." ”

For the content written on Gao Zeyu's paper, Wang Huan also felt that it should be taken seriously.

……

An hour later, Wang Huan finally figured out Gao Zeyu's intention.

This guy said that he wanted to write a song, but he encountered a bottleneck in inspiration, so he asked Wang Huan to help give him some inspiration.

Wang Huan: "That's it?"

Gao Zeyu: "Hmm. ”

Wang Huan: "Okay, tell me about your inspiration." ”

Gao Zeyu: "From my experience these days, I have felt the love of fans for Brother Huan, the love of Qiqi for you, the love of the media for you, and the love of social platforms for you...... I felt everyone's love. I had a breath brewing in my chest to sing a song of love. But I always feel like something is missing......"

Wang Huan thought for a while and closed his eyes.

Gao Zeyu was apprehensive in his heart, and looked at Wang Huan cautiously, he was not sure that Wang Huan would agree to his request, because from the outsider's point of view, the two of them were properly opposed, and even now, the fans of the two of them were still fighting.

After a long time.

Wang Huan opened his eyes, and he was ready to help Gao Zeyu.

"Forget it, I don't bother to point out the inspiration or anything, I'll just give you a song. ”

Gao Zeyu's eyes widened: "One ...... A song?"

Wang Huan nodded: "Not bad." ”

Gao Zeyu burst into tears in an instant, this guy was really excited.

In today's music world, who doesn't know how precious Wang Huan's songs are? Almost every one of them has the potential to be a big hit.

I heard that after Zhou Xuehua's "17 Years Old" became popular, most of the singers in the music world asked Wang Huan to sing, including many singers at the king and diva level, and the price was even more outrageous, but Wang Huan rejected them all.

And now, how can he Gao Zeyu be, he actually asked Wang Huan to promise to give him a song.

For a moment, Gao Zeyu had a sense of happiness of being pampered.

……

Wang Huan made up his mind to help Gao Zeyu.

There are several reasons for this:

First: It can make Gao Zeyu worship himself even more.

Second: The cooperation between the two can make Gao Zeyu's fans change their opinion of themselves, after all, Gao Zeyu's fans are known as tens of millions, and if they can gather such a large number of fans, it will be of great effect to Wang Huan.

Third: Gao Zeyu has indeed made a lot of sacrifices for himself, just the man in front of him is not something that ordinary people can do, anyway, Wang Huan can't do it himself.

Fourth: The song he was going to give Gao Zeyu was not suitable for him to sing, he felt that he was singing a little disobedient, but it was particularly suitable for Gao Zeyu's style.

Fifth: I must have signed a share copyright with Gao Zeyu, so when Gao Zeyu sang this song, he could also make a huge profit. He now feels like he's getting shorter and shorter of money.

Gao Zeyu didn't talk to Wang Huan, but took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket with trembling hands and dialed a call.

Pei ...... Aunt Pei. Brother Huan...... Brother Huan...... He....... ”

Pei Qing's slightly angry voice came: "What's wrong with Wang Huan? Humiliated you? It's okay, in your current relationship, it's forgivable that he doesn't help you, but since that's the case, don't fan him in the future, do your best, and strive for ......."

Gao Zeyu: "No...... Brother Huan...... He said write me a song. ”

Let's go!

Pei Qing's phone fell to the ground.

But soon, Pei Qing picked up the phone again, and his tone became urgent: "What did you say?" Huan...... Brother, he said to write a song for you?"

Gao Zeyu nodded and said, "Yes." ”

Pei Qing took several deep breaths before he said, "Where are you now?" I'll go over immediately. ”