C232 (2/2)
When Little Zhao returned, Tang Xiaoyi was still at work as she chatted earnestly with the male host.
”...” No, no, it's LIVE, of course, and the audience wants to see the sound off the charts, not as perfect as playing the soundtrack. ” Zheng Xueming chuckled.
”The audience's aesthetic is warped.” Tang Xiao Yi frowned as she looked at the time. It had already been half an hour since she finished painting her makeup and her waist was hurting.
”Little Zhao!” Seeing Little Zhao push open the door and come in, Tang Xiaoyi felt as if she saw her own mother and immediately got rid of the nagging male host. She walked to his side and asked in a low voice, ”Isn't it already time? Why aren't you entering the recording studio? ”
”The female host isn't ready yet. She might need another hour and a half to record it.”
She had served many famous celebrities in the past, many of whom might be eccentric, but in private, they didn't have much of a reputation. They had experienced too many hardships and had a good understanding of the entertainment circle, but there were some who would never be able to escape from that circle of fame and fortune.
The female host Zhou Qing, who was doted upon by a myriad of people, was someone who could not be sprung up from the ground no matter what.
She had been unsatisfied with some of the main clothes that the stylist had sent her before she went on stage today, and now the staff were rushing off to fix new clothes in a fixed number of clothing stores.
”Where's Shen Mo?” Ever since she entered the television station, Tang Xiaoyi did not see Shen Mo. She thought that he had followed Little Zhao to familiarize himself with the work. In the end, she found him and there was no trace of him.
”He was just chatting with the producer just now. He might have gone to look up information.” Little Zhao was so busy that he had no time to worry about someone else. Furthermore, Shen Mo was quite quick-witted, so he didn't have to worry about anything. ”Come with me. I've helped you organize a small 'Sweets' meeting when we have the time.”
”Huh?” Tang Xiaoyi was stunned. 'Little Zhao's efficiency and speed …' Isn't it too fast?
Boss, you have already arranged the announcement here a few days ago. At that time, I posted the trade fair for the Sweets' agreement on the official forum and on all major websites. I was going to deal with this matter just now, and it only took me two hours to get all the tickets. The company had long since been prepared to give Tang Xiaoyi and her fans a meeting to interact with each other, as well as to advertise the new album. Originally, this matter had to be pushed to the side of the movie after Tang Xiaoyi was killed, and at that time, the album just happened to be released. Now, Tang Xiaoyi had only released a single song, and the theme song for the TV show was entirely sung by her.
”But …” In someone's studio? Would it cause a ruckus? ” Tang Xiao Ai felt like she was jumping up and down. She had come to record a program, so how could she turn it into a fan meeting?
No wonder when Zhou Qing came over earlier, he seemed displeased. After all, this was her territory. In the end, she held a mini fan meeting at her home ground.
”Who knows how many tickets they've earned. How could they not be happy about the win-win situation?” Little Zhao smiled. Tang Xiao Ei was a good person, but she was too conservative and prudent. If she was asked to plan like this, she definitely wouldn't dare to be bold and innovate. She would only try her best to win.
”Content of the meeting... ”If you haven't even organized it for me, then what will I be doing on stage?” Tang Xiao Ai really wasn't good for being a celebrity. Although she didn't have stage fright, she didn't have much to say and would cause a ruckus.
”Say what you want to say. The microphone is in your hand.” Little Zhao smiled as he pushed her onto an elevator. ”Do what you like. Say what you like because those people also like you.”
”But …” ”Little Zhao …”
The platform slowly moved upwards. The stage was completely dark. The lighting master had turned off all the light sources, and Tang Xiaosi was gradually able to see the sea formed by the light sticks, her shining picture, and her name made up of LED lights.
This was a large recording studio that could accommodate 2,000 people, and there were no seats full below the stage. There were even many people standing in the back. Tang Xiao Yi had never seen so many sweets by herself before, usually only seeing them at the airport, around the red carpet, and along the way, there would be well-informed sweets following behind her.