[21.Chapter 21: Ambition]

"Didn't you kill yourself as an assistant?"

Lin Xun still can't forget Yang Xin's expression when he disliked the position of assistant.

"It's different today. You were young and ignorant back then, so you've already recruited assistants, right?"

There is no reason for Lin Xun not to be an assistant to a young artist who has graduated from Communication University.

"No, I'll wait for you." Lin Xun had no reason to reject Yang Xin, both public and private.

Of course, the most important thing is that my sister-in-law does not go to work all day, so he has no chance to invite Yang Rui out to discuss youth and ideals day and night.

After Yang Xin came to work under him, she was asked to go on business trips every day, preferably disappearing for ten and a half months at a time.

In the bedroom, Yang Xin flung herself on the bed, her long legs dangling in the air, eating a lollipop with her mouth open, making Lin Xun's imagination flutter and swell a lot (emotions), and it was difficult to ask questions.

"How much is the salary? It was agreed in advance that we will return one yard to one yard, and I will do the work, and you will pay the money."

"Don't worry, it's not for nothing. The internship period is [-], and the regularization is [-]. Food and housing are included."

There are several types of artist assistants, life assistants, work assistants, and the salary of life assistants is very low, only about three thousand.

He paid [-] not only for the sake of his relatives, but also because he wanted Yang Xin to take over the job as a work assistant, so when he was so busy, he didn't have the time to pester Yang Rui.

With her long hair tucked behind her ears, Yang Xin's eyes lit up: "When do you work?"

Lin Xun looked at the time: "Can you come to Shanghai today? I'll buy you a plane ticket."

"On call."

"Wait for my news."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Xun started to pack his luggage, a shoulder bag, and several sets of clothes, which took less than 5 minutes to pack.There will be no further activities, and he will not be needed for film promotion, just waiting for the release.

Knocking on the door of Shen Teng's room to say goodbye to him, Lin Xun dragged his suitcase back home.

In the airport waiting room, wearing a peaked cap, Lin Xun swiped his mobile phone to pass the time. After last night's fermentation, his Weibo fans had more than 60.

Certification is a singer, actor.

Many of the people who followed him were acquaintances, such as Shen Teng, Mary, Qiu Ya, and Feng Yanan, and he went back one by one.

Looking at the empty homepage, Lin Xun found a photo from his mobile phone album and uploaded it.

This is a group photo of Class [-], Grade [-]. The first row is teachers of various subjects, the second and third rows are girls, and Yang Rui is in the third row, with her hair tied into a ponytail and raised high.

The photo was taken just after physical education class. There was a blush on her protein-like face, and a few strands of hair were condensed together by the thin sweat on her temples. She was full of pure air, pure and lovely.

Lin Xun stood behind her, squinting his eyes, and made a gesture of scissors on top of her head.

Within 2 minutes of posting, there are already dozens of comments below.

"The girl in the middle of the third row, if the two of them have nothing to do with each other, I wouldn't believe it if they were killed."

"Lin Xun is too young, he just graduated from high school, he looks quite pure."

"Save it, if Lin Xun's appearance changes in the future, it must be plastic surgery."

"One minute, I want the information of the girl in front of Lin Xun."

The girl's fragrance wafted through her nostrils, and Feng Yanan, who was wearing a cool long dress, said, "Mr. Lin, we are so lucky to meet again."

Lin Xun raised his head, put away his phone and said with a faint smile, "It's you, aren't you going to broadcast live today?"

"Broadcasting, our business is 360 five days a year without a break. If you don't broadcast a day, your fans will run away, but I want to go home and broadcast."

Sitting down beside him, Feng Yanan said, "Mr. Lin, are you alone?"

"I'm going home, how many people do I want if I don't have one?"

"No, I mean, didn't you invite some assistants or bodyguards? Just now, I saw a celebrity greeted by hundreds of fans to pick him up at the airport, asking for autographs and group photos. It was so lively."

Stretching Erlang's legs, Lin Xun said, "The one who took the photo was a proxy shooter, and the one who picked up the plane was a temporary worker. I'm not well-known, and I haven't offended anyone, so I don't need bodyguards."

When a star gets off the plane, a group of fans hold banners and send flowers to pick them up, crying and shouting, and the scene is sensational. This kind of thing is not unheard of, it is rare, 90.00% of it is fake, but the artist team hired people with money.

Just ask, when an artist travels, how can fans know where he is going and prepare flower banners in advance.

Adults go to work to support their families, students study and study, who has the spare time to pick up stars?It's not that you're full.

The people who came to pick up the airport were arranged by the working team behind the artist, 51 shows, and the money was paid per person.

If you squat at the airport for a day, you will know that these pick-ups have just picked up this star, and then pick up the next one a few minutes later, shouting "I love you" and so on, and the lines are so unchanging.

Shabby?

Really poor.

But in a metropolitan airport like Shanghai, the most indispensable thing is celebrities. When the business is good, they can receive seven or eight games a day. It may be difficult to earn more than [-] yuan a month, but six or seven thousand is still no problem.

If you don't do anything, you can earn six to seven thousand a month by shouting a few slogans at the airport. Is it still shabby?

"You are very popular now, how can you not be famous? I feel that you will become a big star sooner or later."

Feng Yanan still has great confidence in Lin Xun.

"The Internet has no memory. It's nothing to be popular for a day or two. It's a skill to be popular for ten or eight years."

Regarding his own situation, Lin Xun is still very clear-headed, and has not been lost by those high evaluations on the Internet and praised by thousands of people.

It is said that actors are ruthless, and audiences are equally ruthless. One day they can lift you up to heaven, but tomorrow they can also trample you under their feet.

Ten or eight years of being popular is considered a skill?Feng Yanan was inexplicably bitter, their anchor industry was changing rapidly, and there was never a shortage of handsome beauties and talented people.

It's not bad if it can be popular for three to five months.

Most of them are because of something that became popular, and everyone knows it, and when the heat passes, it cools down again.

When the plane arrived, Lin Xun got up and left. Before leaving, he said, "If you work hard, you can become a star in the future."

Feng Yanan froze in place, star, she?is it possible?I dare not even think about it.

It's a big joke for Internet celebrities to become stars.

But for some reason, she felt a little throbbing in her heart again. The live broadcast is a meal of youth, and it won't last long. Stars are different, and they can still play at the age of five or sixty.

What if it works?

Lin Xun lowered the brim of his hat, looked back at Feng Yanan who was in a daze, and raised the corner of his mouth.

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