Chapter 547 (1/2)
June 8, a Sunday afternoon, a TV variety Festival catalog studio.
Feng unconsciously sits in a lounge, waiting for the recording of ”I am the writer's resurrection match”.
A few minutes ago, the makeup artist of the program team came in and made a mess of his appearance, helped him to adjust his hair a little, and then left; now there is still a big camera brother in the room. For recording, unless brother Jue goes to the toilet, he has to follow him all the time.
This is also a popular shooting technique nowadays, which combines variety shows with reality shows to create a sense of reality by recording the contrast between ”on stage and off stage”.
But in fact Don't take it too seriously. What should be cut will still be cut when editing
Dong Dong -
suddenly, there is a knock on the door.
”Come in, please.” The seal didn't feel ready to answer.
It's impossible for him not to let people in, because the door is unlocked
”Hey, I don't know. Are you ready?” A middle-aged man in a cap came in. He was dressed in an ugly overalls, with a tablet in his hand and a tool belt around his waist. People who don't know him will misinterpret him as a drama business, but in fact This handsome uncle is the chief director of the program group - feiran.
”Actually There's nothing to prepare... ” Feng unconsciously sits on the sofa and looks at the director weakly. ”It's best to make a quick decision.”
”Ha ha...” Feiran smiled, patted the photographer on the shoulder, and made a gesture for him to turn off the machine.
The latter nodded and stopped recording.
”I said you...” Feiran steps forward and sits next to brother Jue. ”This is for you to record the program, not to be punished...” He said, taking out a pack of cigarettes. ”Do you mind if I smoke?”
”Nothing.” I can't feel the answer.
He lit a cigarette and took a sip: ”by the way, did you see the result of this online voting?”
”No.” I don't know if I'm going back.
”Ha ha...” Fei ran chuckled and puffed out a cigarette. ”OK Let me tell you, your popularity is second. ”
”It doesn't sound good...” I don't know how to read.
”There are worse ones.” In fact, in this vote, the one in the first place. The votes are false... ”
”Ha?” Feng unconsciously squints at the director and says, ”I'm a player. This kind of thing You tell me Not so good. ”
”Hi It's a public secret, you don't know it. ” Fei ran took another smoke and turned to the camera elder brother who was playing with his mobile phone. Xiao Wu, do you know about it? ”