The school grass is the teacher: Teacher Gao Leng, please ask questions

Chapter 1042 Extra Story: The So-Called Idol (3)

"Why aren't we from the same world? Don't we live in the same global village?"

Guo Guo looked at Xing Yang and said these words in a very serious manner, and laughed so hard that his stomach hurts: "Do you not have an idol?"

"My idol..." Xingyang frowned and thought for a while, "Does my dad count?"

"It's not Dad, I mean, there are no idols like you who are fans of me, people in the circle or celebrities in other circles, aren't there?"

Xingyang frowned again thinking: "Does my brother count? Not long ago, I just won the best actor."

"Of course not, you call him your idol because you consider him your brother. Xingyang, you are in your 20s, don't you have an idol you really like?" Guo Guo pointed at himself after finishing speaking, "Just like I really regard you as an idol?"

"Then... I guess there won't be any..."

"That's why you don't understand the feelings of our fans." Guoguo once again showed an educative expression on his face, and said earnestly, "Idols are like stars in the sky to us. You can have the opportunity to meet the stars. But the stars are always the stars, and we are always ordinary people. Even if there are really counterattack fans who can get the attention of idols, most people can only look up to the stars for a lifetime. We You can fantasize about being in contact with idols, but if you really have any relationship with idols, it will feel like you are desecrating the stars. After all, stars belong to the sky and everyone, not to one of the fans. "

After listening to these words with question marks on his face, Xingyang still didn't understand: "Idols are human too, are you thinking too much?"

"I don't know if all the fans in the world will think the same as me, but at least I do. You are my idol, the person I have fanned for many years. I joined the company for the opportunity to meet you, to be able to do Your assistant is also my luck. If I can do this, I can be regarded as one of the fans of the counterattack. It is enough. If I want to get too many things, then I will fall into the pit sooner or later. It’s not a counterattack fan anymore, but a delusional idiot.” After Guoguo said the last sentence, he patted him on the shoulder, “Okay, my big star, I really have to go home and sleep, yesterday your The wrap-up banquet was so insane, I was given two bottles of white wine by the heroine's assistant! Fortunately, I can drink well, otherwise I would embarrass you..."

Guoguo let out a sigh of relief, put on his bag, turned around and walked out.Before leaving, he still didn't forget to throw the cup on the cabinet by the door to him: "Remember to bring the cup when you go home, I made you orange stalk tea."

Xingyang took the cup and watched her close the door and leave.He looked down at the cup and found that the cup had changed again this time.

I don't know when it started, but his cup kept changing.Sometimes it is white today and blue tomorrow.There are also various styles of cups, teacups with filters, ordinary bullets, and customized cups with his photo printed on them.Over the past year, he has probably seen more than [-] cups before and after. It can be seen how frequently the cups are changed. Almost every half a month, a new cup will appear in Guoguo's backpack. With fragrant tea.

"Is it a juggler..." Xingyang shrugged, seeing that this time the cup was covered with a layer of black cloth, which seemed to be for heat preservation.

He took a sip of the tea in it, and it was still lukewarm.When he was closing the lid, he was suddenly curious, and accidentally lifted the fabric, wanting to see what pattern was inside.

But then, he was dumbfounded.

The pattern on the cup this time is a handsome photo of him.

And it was a handsome photo that he seemed to have known before, and that he had always missed.

(End of this chapter)