Chapter 259 - Done Recording (2/2)

From beside him, the Strategist smiled. “Hungry?”

“Of course! It’s already been six hours, right?” Meng Fan nodded eagerly and replied: “Director Zhang, are you hungry?”

The Strategist smiled and nodded.

Meng Fan looked around him. “I don’t think they’re filming us right now, I’ll go grab us some food.”

The Strategist was very resilient and shook his head. “I’m okay, you enjoy.”

Meng Fan looked towards the others, who were all shaking their heads. Although the camera wasn’t filming them, there was still an audience present. It wasn’t a good look.

“Alright, I’ll go by myself then.”

Seeing this, Meng Fan slipped out.

The Mango TV HQ had a cafeteria, and it was dinner time as well. Meng Fan didn’t go outside and asked an employee. Shortly after, he’d slipped into the cafeteria.

Mango TV’s cafeteria was pretty massive, so the dishes wouldn’t be too bad. Meng Fan approached the order window, and asked a few questions. A staff pass could net him a regular combo meal, and if he wanted extra food, he’d have to charge a separate card. Since he didn’t bring his staff pass, he went off to charge a card.

“Meng Fan?”

As he was about to charge his card, he heard someone calling his name. After turning around, it was Mr. He whom he’d briefly met during the 11/11 gala.

“What are you doing here?”

After learning of Meng Fan’s situation, Mr. He couldn’t help but laugh. “You’re a special one to slip out of that. Alright, stop charging your card. Let’s eat together.”

“I don’t want to impose.”

Meng Fan tried to be modest but did not succeed. In one swoop, he selected several items of food enough to at least feed Mr. He and the people with him.

In one fierce operation, Meng Fan speedily devoured everything. He received the drink Mr. He had offered him and smiled. “Thank you, Mr. He. Next time you’re in Hangzhou, let me know. I’ll buy you dinner.”

Mr. He smiled. “Alright, I’ll let you know next time I’m in Hangzhou. Off you go.”

Meng Fan strolled back to the set of “Voice Legend” after his meal and, bent over, tiptoed back to his seat. When the Strategist saw Meng Fan pull two pastries out of his pockets and offered him one, he was speechless. He was thinking of me! He waved his hand to decline the offer, though.

Meng Fan then gestured towards the others. Seeing as nobody wanted it, he took the opportunity when nobody was looking and ate both himself.

These people were already very hungry, but they could still resist the urge. After seeing Meng Fan’s little operation, they were really exasperated…

To be honest, for them, watching this was even worse than seeing him reject the Strategist.

How can this kid be so despicable!

Once the fourth group finished recording the ‘Classic Voice’ segment of their PK, all that was left was for the audience to vote and select a winner.

Of course, the final winner was not Bai Zhi.

It wasn’t the TV series’ shady business. Since all eight contestants participating in the annual show had been very talented in terms of acting skills, script reading, and dubbing, there were definitely individuals who were more talented than Bai Zhi. And there were at least three of them. It made sense that Bai Zhi didn’t win the championship.

As for Meng Fan… Everyone recognized his abilities and talent, but he was still only a guest contestant. People would certainly vote for Bai Zhi because of Meng Fan, but it wouldn’t increase the result by much.

After the recording, the show still didn’t end. There were still interviews and some scenes that needed to be refilmed. These clips would be inserted throughout the final broadcast.

For example, if a certain contestant performed very well, they would be interviewed regarding how he did it, how long it took, and how difficult it was.

For example, who had the most pressure performing, or how so and so felt about so and so winning the championship. And of course, who performed well and what the others thought. Afterall, mutual industry circlejerk was a necessity.

As a guest contestant, Meng Fan didn’t have to supplement any extra footage. The questions they wanted to ask had already been filmed during the promotional video shoot. Maybe it was because he’d performed too well this time, though; he’d been pulled to conduct an interview again.

After all the procedures, it was almost ten in the evening.

Bai Zhi had already finished supplementing her footage and was waiting for Meng Fan. Once he walked out, she snatched his arm. “Take me to a street food market!”