Xu Chun's heart skipped a beat, but her face remained expressionless as she asked, "What do you mean?"
The reporter said, "The term 'gay dream girl' means the type that most gay men like."
She paused, then said, "We're a truth-seeking and pragmatic production team. We conducted thorough research before preparing our questions, and one of you is known as a gay heartthrob."
Xu Chun chuckled dryly, a faint blush creeping up his ears. He desperately wanted to skip this question, because he felt a little guilty.
Because he is gay.
"It couldn't possibly be me," Xu Chun joked. "A large proportion of my fans are female."
The reporter also kept everyone in suspense, saying, "That's not necessarily true. How about this, I'll count to three, and you can point to whoever you think is the 'gay dream guy,' or you can point to yourself if you think you are."
"Three! Two! One!"
As soon as the reporter finished speaking, seeing Xie Jianyuan and Xu Chun pointing at each other, he quickly asked, with a gossipy tone, why.
Xu Chun smiled awkwardly and replied, "How could I possibly point that out to myself? Wouldn't that be too narcissistic?"
The reporter chuckled and then asked Xie Jianyuan, "Is that what you think too?"
Xu Chun maintained a calm expression on her face, but secretly nudged Xie Jianyuan in the back.
Xie Jianyuan also felt the hand causing trouble behind his back, a smile crept onto his lips, and he nodded in agreement.
The reporter concluded by saying, "Actually, this 'gay heartthrob' refers to Xie Jianyuan."
Xie Jianyuan raised an eyebrow indifferently, showing no surprise whatsoever.
Xu Chun, however, involuntarily leaned forward, glanced at the card curiously, and then asked, "Why?"
"Great figure and beautiful face."
"That's it?" Xu Chun's eyes widened slightly.
"Of course there are many more, but I won't go into detail here."
Xu Chun could only nod, and for some reason, the image of Xie Jianyuan with his clothes off flashed through her mind. She blurted out, "But he does have a very good physique."
Upon hearing this, Xu Chun immediately realized the ambiguity in her words and, blushing, explained, "It's not what you think."
The reporter tried hard to suppress a laugh, "What were we thinking? We weren't thinking anything."
Xie Jianyuan also turned to look at Xu Chun, raising his eyebrows as if in a good mood, a faint smile playing on his lips.
Xu Chun grew anxious and secretly nudged Xie Jianyuan in the back; only Xie Jianyuan could clarify this matter.
Xie Jianyuan then calmly explained, "It's not a private matter; it's a work-related requirement. You should all know the details by the end of July."
His words clarified the matter and piqued the audience's interest, generating buzz for the upcoming film "Unexpected Joy," achieving two goals at once.
Xu Chun glanced at Xie Jianyuan and realized she needed to look at him in a new light.
The interview finally ended without incident. Xu Chun stood up, shook hands with the reporter, and breathed a long sigh of relief.
This was the most exciting interview he had ever given.
As Xu Chun stepped out of the interview room, she Xie Jianyuan in a soft voice, with a hint of relief, "I really owe you a lot just now."
Xie Jianyuan raised an eyebrow and said, "It's nothing." After he finished speaking, he paused abruptly, then glanced at Xu Chun, a slight smile playing on his lips, and asked, "Does Brother Chun really think that way?"
"Huh? What?" Xu Chun didn't react for a moment and looked at him blankly. Only when she saw Xie Jianyuan's ambiguous smile did she understand what he meant.
"..."
After a moment of silence, Xu Chun spoke with difficulty, his voice hoarse, "I think so a little." He immediately added, "But please don't misunderstand."
"Hmm." Xie Jianyuan glanced at him with a half-smile, a meaningful curve to his lips.
Xu Chun felt his face burning with embarrassment. In his twenty-odd years of life, he had never discussed someone else's physique in person, especially a man's.
Seeing that the elevator had arrived, he quickly stepped inside and then hurriedly pressed the floor button.
Xie Jianyuan strode in and followed, his hands in his pockets as he looked at Xu Chun.
The elevator doors closed. Xie Jianyuan glanced at Xu Chun, who was sitting in the corner of the elevator, trying to appear calm. For some reason, he thought of the trembling little quail he had seen on a nature channel when he was a child.
He was more amusing than he had imagined, a slight smile playing on his lips. "Wrong."
"What?" Xu Chun looked at him with a suspicious expression.
Xie Jianyuan gestured with his chin toward the bright red floor button and said with a smile, "Brother Chun, you pressed the wrong one."
Xu Chun paused for a moment, then quickly pressed another button, followed by an awkward cough to cover up her nervousness. "My hand slipped."
Xie Jianyuan smiled slightly and walked over unhurriedly. He was a head taller than Xu Chun, and if she stood in front of him, he could just put his chin on Xu Chun's head.
But he knew he couldn't do that yet.
Xu Chun frowned as he looked at Xie Jianyuan, feeling that the expression on his face was somewhat unfamiliar. Although he was smiling, it inexplicably gave Xu Chun a sense of crisis.
Xie Jianyuan finally stopped in front of Xu Chun, and his height advantage became apparent. Xu Chun disliked the feeling of being completely suppressed and instinctively wanted to take a step back.
"Brother Chun."
Xie Jianyuan suddenly stretched out a hand and braced it against the elevator wall, a gesture that made it look as if he were completely embracing Xu Chun.
Xu Chun slightly widened her eyes.
Xie Jianyuan slowly bent down, looking down at him with a deep, dark gaze.
Xu Chun nervously fidgeted with her fingers, but still tried to remain calm as she asked, "What?"
The air fell silent for two or three seconds.
Xie Jianyuan suddenly smiled, revealing a set of white teeth, and deftly pressed the floor button with the hand that was against the elevator wall.