After a short pause, Qin Jue took the initiative to return to the original topic:

"After the fifth round, it was obvious that I felt busy - on an artist level."

"I came into contact with magazine shooting and interviews." Dr. Lu did his homework.

Qin Jue nodded: "I would have turned down any job like this before."

"Don't you like it?"

"I think it's meaningless." Qin Jue said, "What an actor should show to the outside world is his work, not the artist himself. I don't want to answer questions like 'What color do you like' or 'What do you usually like to eat'. It's quite boring.

.Knowing this won’t help the audience understand my character. It’s just a mouthful and a picture, with no nutrition.”

"Fortunately, the two magazines arranged by "Yu Xi" are very professional and they are talking about practical things seriously. I will enjoy it more when I encounter such an occasion where I can seriously discuss acting and filming."

Dr. Lu nodded.

"I remember you also attended the Huang Ensemble's concert?" she asked.

Qin Jue was dumbfounded: "Yes."

She suddenly showed a self-deprecating smile: "That was the first time I experienced the feeling of standing on the stage and being surrounded by screams and cheers."

"Do you like it?"

"I like it," Qin Jue said frankly, "but I can't indulge in it."

A porter must have the consciousness of a porter. If she has the slightest thought of treating the resources of the parallel world as her own and takes it for granted, her vision and state of mind in this life will be over.

Dr. Lu was thoughtful, swallowing his doubts for the time being, and continued to review along the timeline with Qin Jue.

Talking about the sixth round of "Entertainment Intern", Qin Jue's eyes were very similar to He Xu's inadvertently. It was a kind of hope for the future and young strivers. Then, he talked about the ladies and Lin

Rou, the "fraud" facilitated by Ding Mingqian's fans, Qin Jue couldn't help but feel helpless and funny:

"It's a magical break out of the circle."

As she spoke, she recalled the increase in the number of people at home and the corresponding atmosphere during that period. At first, she could not help but feel a little sad in contrast, because the number of fans also increased and the popularity soared, but in the fifth and sixth rounds,

It was much more peaceful than it is now, but then, this sadness turned into a sigh, because the hidden danger of a large influx of new fans had been laid since then, and it had accumulated until the seventh round of the finals before a small outbreak.

.

When he thought of this, Qin Jue felt exhausted again.

There is a question she has been thinking about recently: Did she make a mistake in building "Qin Jue's home" with her own hands?

The answer is certainly not an extreme "yes" or "no".

Qin Jue knew this, but he could not restrain the seeds of self-questioning from taking root deep in his heart, pushing up the soil of flesh and blood from time to time, causing tearing pain.

There is no regret medicine in the world, maybe because of her rebirth, maybe because she successfully returned to the world with the souls of many companions, she has recently begun to pursue the so-called "perfectionism".

"If only then", "I knew it earlier", "If I had foresight"... One after another lofty assumptions floated in Qin Jue's mind, like a game player, faced with various choices, always wanting to save and load files repeatedly at key nodes.

Take the most satisfying path without suffering any loss.

But who can guarantee that every choice she makes will be perfect? ​​Qin Jue is a human being. She cannot predict the future without God's perspective, and she is not a cold machine that calculates probabilities in everything and always chooses the best outcome. What if she returns to the place where she was already mentally and physically damaged?

Tired, but at night when the V blog live broadcast room was full of chaos, she would still stay up late to set up the website and type "Qin Jue's home" on the keyboard.

That was the most self-rescue she could do in a limited environment.

There is no point in criticizing the current situation and regretting the decisions you made in the past.

Qin Jue understands the truth.

It's just that this cycle of "think through → feel tired → question yourself → think again" still exists, like a perpetual roulette wheel that cannot be broken.

She closed her eyes and sighed, rarely giving up organizing her words, and told Dr. Lu these thoughts piecemeal.

"...I reorganized my home once during the seventh round of preparations for "FROZEN". It worked, but the way I handled it was terrible."

"Exactly?" Dr. Lu asked softly.

Qin Jue recounted it roughly and smiled bitterly: "We will divide new fans and old fans based on their registration time, and impose corresponding permission restrictions.

It's weird. There are new people in my fan community every day. There will always be people who are lucky enough to register a day or two earlier and avoid restrictions. There will also be people who complain about their bad luck and arrive a few days late.

People who are limited by minutes, such as 60.1 points and 59.9 points, a small difference brings a huge gap, and dissatisfaction accumulates in invisible places for a long time."

"There's nothing we can do about it," Dr. Lu comforted her with a gentle voice.

Qin Jue nodded silently.

In the final analysis, it is still a problem of "cannot be subdivided". After all, it is very difficult to clearly define the concept of "new fans who are attracted by Qin Jue's popularity". Although "FROZEN" has attracted many fans due to off-site factors such as Qin Yi Technology

Man, what about the previous "Who is the Detective", what about "Feiyan", what about "The Furnace" and "The Empty Monument"?

All the friends came to the house one after another. It really seems that there is no exact date and standard to distinguish old friends and new family members. It is also impossible to determine who is "good" and who is "bad". Let alone

What's more, Qin Jue doesn't want to filter and classify Qingqing - it's too cold. She is not a star who needs financial support from fans. There is no need to divide those who love her into "core fans" and "core fans" in terms of interests and emotions.

"Non-core powder".

However, there is a gap between ideal and reality. In the end, Qin Jue still made a one-sided and one-size-fits-all approach during the "FROZEN" period.

The feeling of "cannot find, and there is no optimal solution" is very painful.

Qin Jue sneered at himself and scribbled on the paper with little blank space left.

"After that, the finals were over, "Entertainment" graduated, and my classmates and I walked out of the ivory tower. At the beginning of September, I sent my sister away from home to further her studies, took the time to meet my lover, and then "Heart Shadow Link" was cast."

The tip of the pen tapped on the paper, and Qin Jue drew a rabbit head. After painting two big round eyes, she couldn't help but smile.

Then he lowered his eyes and drew more simple shapes, cakes, desserts, and milk tea next to the rabbit, as if his childlike innocence suddenly came to light.

Doctor Lu silently paid attention to Qin Jue's eyes, which were gradually darkening. They seemed to be soaked in two whirlpools, mixed with countless emotions, like a palette smeared with various colors of paint. Because there were too many colors, they were far beyond the limit.

Instead of being "colorful", it was mixed into a thick black mass, so heavy that it was difficult to distinguish its ingredients.

"Is joining the group "Heart Shadow Link" a new experience for you?" Dr. Lu looked away and changed the subject.

"Yeah, that's why I'm still stuck in the stage of 'I'm a young person who just entered society and saw that the adult world is so difficult to explain, so I'm cynical.'" Qin sarcastically said to himself.

She then smiled and restrained her sarcastic tone: "It's not bad, I just saw the current situation of the crew in the Dragon Kingdom market, so I'm a little disappointed."

Doctor Lu nodded.

The two looked at each other, and Qin Jue smiled: "You are hesitating whether to mention Jingxing River."

Dr. Lu responded with a smile: "Yes."

"In the past, there was a bully, and in the back, there was a movie star who slapped someone in the face. It was so bloody. My evaluation is a vulgar plot."

Qin Jue was unceremonious, "It is precisely because of such a vulgar plot that a large number of passers-by who were watching the fun broke into my home without any reason, and those family members who have really been with me all the way to this day were overwhelmed and led astray.

”

She said hoarsely as she wrote: "I'm very sad."

"Some people forcibly create a symbolic god for entertainment purposes, and some people really turn their love and support into fanaticism and work hard to create a god.

"I took my report card and wanted to go home to have a rest and have a meal. When I opened the door, I discovered...ha, it turns out that I am the stranger.

"A bit too funny."

Qin Jue hung his wrist and finished the last stroke on the paper.

She stared deeply at these two words, and after a while she began to report the names of the dishes again. This time it was not a timeline, but various IDs.

Who has become extremely violent, who has been tossing and turning all night long, who used to be able to write a thousand-word movie review, but now only rereads rainbow fart head-changing templates all day long, who used to be a Buddhist and stable, but now can't stand others saying that Qin is definitely not good.

He always rushes out to defend his anti-gangsterness.

Who leaves, who stays silent, who values ​​Qin Jue’s fame and status more than he does, who brazenly shows off his superiority by saying, “The real person I’m chasing is the actor!”

Who is preaching, who is refuting, who considers himself an old fan, who has been immersed in the food circle for a long time, and cannot stand the laxity and lack of progress at home.

Those who used to like drawing are doing voting, and those who used to be addicted to writing are doing data.

The one who once accompanied Qin Jue to write "Servant of Death" note by track in the live broadcast is now busy scolding the show, the director, Luo Ling, Li Jingyu, and Tang Nuo for not dragging them down.

Wolf's hind legs.

The person who once shared dressing advice with a smile on the barrage and went shopping with Qin Jue to choose clothes, the night before yesterday was scrolling in the live broadcast room questioning her original intention.

"My damn memory."

Qin Jue smiled brightly.

If you don't remember, maybe it won't be so painful.

But if I didn’t remember, I wouldn’t have been so happy at the beginning.

2800, single day off yesterday (4.1).
Chapter completed!