Chapter 17 Not a Star
——Despite what he said, Lin Su still ran away spinelessly after stepping down.
……
In the backstage lounge after the game.
Because of Lu Zhinan’s willful behavior on stage, KG team leader Lan Feng was unhappy——
"Young Master Lu Zhinan, how do you manage to ignore everything? Do the five hundred spectators and nearly half a hundred staff in the audience have such no sense of existence in your eyes? Do you know that the camera is always pointed at your face! ”
Lu Zhinan sat back on the sofa with his eyes closed, a bit tired between his brows and eyes, and did not react at all to Lan Feng's words.
Lan Feng kept walking in the lounge, talking to himself:
"A small gift, if a fan asks you to just give it to her! It's better for you! If the first fan asks, you won't give it, and she'll just sit there and say nothing, which will make the little girl cry in embarrassment! If the second fan asks, you won't give it. Forget it, the key is to hold them back and not let them go.”
"You touched people in front of so many people, and even threatened them to take pictures with you! What did you let the audience who watched the live broadcast think of you?! Are you saying that you, Lu Zhinan, have revealed your true colors? Your past inclinations towards women are all bullshit. Personality? ”
“Oh, that’s it!”
Although Lu Zhinan didn't respond, Fu Chen was already annoyed by Lan Feng's nagging. He took a bite of Wangwang Snow Cake and shook his legs leisurely:
"It's such a trivial matter, can you please stop nagging about it? Didn't they say that when Nannan refused to let the beautiful woman go down, the live camera cut to the auditorium, and the camera didn't cut back until the beautiful woman went down, The audience didn’t see anything, so what are you worrying about?”
"Then you think the audience is blind! They are all watching helplessly!"
Fu Chen shrugged, "So what, there's no microphone, they don't know what's going on, and we're not big stars with a lot of rules. We need to maintain our image at all times and keep a distance from our fans."
He looked at Lu Zhinan with a smile, and there was obvious ridicule in his tone:
"And isn't it just holding the hand of a female fan, just to let everyone know that our NAN gods are definitely not frigid!"
After saying this, the other three team members in the lounge couldn't help laughing.
Since the last time Lu Zhinan ignored the female host's confession on stage in public, he has been labeled as frigid by his fans.
And Lu Zhinan only plays games and sleeps every day, and doesn't care about these things, so everyone in their base gradually recognizes this label.
Unexpectedly, the slap in the face came so quickly, and the "frigid" NAN god actually held on to the female fans in public, which really shocked them.
And what the female fan said to him fully demonstrated that there was a story between them!
"Okay, shut up!" Seeing that Lu Zhinan was like a dead man, silent and not opening his eyes, Lan Feng helplessly and tiredly patted his forehead, pointed at the piled table beside him, and ordered :
"Hurry and tidy up. Fu Chen and his wife will come to interview later."
Hearing this, Fu Chen paused while biting the snow cake, "My wife?"
Seeing his suddenly confused look, Nightmare kicked him with a smile, "What? You just got the certificate and you forgot about it?"
"Get lost!"
Fu Chen suddenly lost his appetite, threw away the snow cake, stood up and patted the cookie crumbs that fell on his pants, wondering:
"What kind of interview is she here for?"
"I am a well-known e-sports media person. You have finally obtained the certificate from me. Please treat me a little bit."
"You can become an e-sports media person without inheriting hundreds of millions of dollars in wealth?"
Fu Chen adjusted his team uniform in a funny way, "I kiss my wife very secretly. It seems I have to go to the door to greet her in person!" (End of Chapter)