Qi Lele's complexion changed slightly.
Reminded by Xu Yuqiu, he vaguely remembered the special sponsor of the program group, Niumeng Dairy Industry, which seemed to be somewhat related to the Zhong family.
But the Zhong family is generally not involved in the entertainment industry.
Qi Lele knew that Zhong Chen had established an internet celebrity live streaming company in just one year, and it was doing well.
But the foundation of entrepreneurship is still shallow, does Zhong Chen have this ability
Writer: "Okay, no need to discuss it, I don't think it matters. Just free up two days on the weekend."
Everyone didn't talk any more.
Qi Linqing and Zhong Chen were stuck in traffic on the road and arrived at the villa more than ten minutes later than the agreed shooting time.
The director didn't blame them, his attitude was still respectful and enthusiastic, and he greeted them into the dressing room.
Seeing this scene, Qi Lele felt a slight pain in her heart.
Resentment, jealousy, and resentment wind their way up like vines. He didn't notice that his expression was twisted.
Recording of the second round of activities begins.
Each group of guests discusses the dating plan by themselves, and then submits it to the program group for review.
Someone asked what demand constraints the program had.
The director smiled and replied: "Basically there is no limit, as long as the cost does not exceed ten yuan."
Guest: "..."
The program group obviously did it on purpose.
Make the guests a little skeptical about life.
Can ten yuan really make a date this year
And it also adopts the audience scoring system... I am afraid the director wants to kill them.
"My nephew, a primary school student even has more than ten yuan for dating." The host tried to struggle.
Writer: "I don't know if prices have risen now, but the money used to be enough for us to buy 20 packs of spicy sticks."
Host: "Hehe, you are so humorous."
Director: "Attention everyone, the ten yuan also includes travel expenses."
Guests: "..."
I don't want to laugh anymore.
Zhong Chen took the initiative to take the right to choose a date, picked up a pen and paper and wrote something on the table. After finishing writing, he folded the paper into several stacks, put it in an envelope and handed it to the director.
Guests from other groups also showed wit.
When all the dating plans are collected, the director will distribute an envelope containing money to each person.
Qi Linqing opened it and found a thin ten-yuan bill inside.
The supporter breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Fortunately, it's ten yuan per person."
Writer: "Why, do you think each group is ten yuan?"
Host: "Yes."
Writer: "Then I won't play anymore, goodbye to the show crew."
"..."
The director noticed that their group of guests seemed to have a mutual loss of sand sculptures, and whispered to the following photographers to give more shots.
At this time, Gan Yishan walked over to Ye Runan holding Ye Runan's arm and asked him: "Director, I want to ask if the dating funds can be transferred?"
The guests who listened with their ears pricked up were all shocked.
transfer? !
It's incredible. Who will transfer it to whom?
The director was startled, and immediately replied: "Yes."
"Okay, thank you."
Gan Yishan turned around and gave the ten-yuan bill in the envelope to Master.
Qi Linqing: "...?"
Gan Yishan said with a smile, "Master, this is the heart of Ru Nan and I, please accept it."
Qi Linqing silently took the envelope and said "thank you".
Zhong Chen was very satisfied with this, and he had a higher evaluation of this "junior sister" in his heart.
Originally, he was still a little reluctant for Qi Linqing to accept other apprentices. But looking at it this way now, they are quite up to the mark.
Other guests: "…"
Damn, there is such a magic operation.
When Qi Linqing learned that the date plan written by Zhong Chen was to go to the Palace Museum, he was startled.
He remembered the last time the other party paid a high price for "Reed Flower Cave and Moon Picture" and donated it again.
"Do you really like Fu Yi?"
Zhong Chen: "Yes, I am his fan."
Qi Linqing thought it was no wonder.
It was agreed before that we would go to the Palace Museum together, but we never had a suitable opportunity.
Unexpectedly, this time it will be realized during the recording of the program.
But soon a very serious problem that troubled all the guests present was placed in front of them.
-Transportation.
How to get back to the city.
With the meager funds of the program group alone, it is impossible to take a taxi.
Other guests chose to take the bus.
Although there are still bumps and transfers on the road, the total cost is only three yuan.
The guests present are basically successful in their careers, no matter how many years they have not taken a bus.
For a pampered person like Qi Lele, it was an unprecedented experience.
He put Fu Hanri on his arm and smiled in front of the camera: "I think this will be a very fresh adventure, being with the person I like...~~"
Wait for the photographer to leave.
Fu Hanri: "The next time you want to say something like this, please warn me in advance, or stay away from me."
Qi Lele: "What?"
Fu Hanri: "After all, I feel a little nauseous."
Qi Lele: "???"
The five groups of guests were all sitting on a bus, and the scene was lively.
On the way, they chatted, and each of them almost knew each other's dating plans.
"You're so old-fashioned, hahahaha."
"You don't either!"
"There is no fresh dating plan that costs less than ten yuan in this world."
"Wait, why didn't I seem to see Qi Linqing and Zhong Chen?"
The guests looked around, but there was no one there.
Lei Cheng didn't take it seriously, "I probably missed us, so I took the next bus..."
And the other side.
The director switched to follow-up shots, and unexpectedly discovered that Qi Linqing and Zhong Chen did not take the bus with the crowd.
In the picture, after Qi Linqing came out from the entrance of the villa, he scanned the QR code on the side of the road and rented two hello bicycles.
The director was shocked.
They don't want to go to city B by bicycle, do they? The distance was far away, starting at 60 kilometers.
Unless they are cyclists, they will definitely ride until dark.
This scene not only attracted the attention of the director, but even the producers, field staff and other staff couldn't help but move in front of the screen.
But soon the director realized that he wanted to go wrong.
Zhong Chen doesn't know how to ride a bicycle, and Qi Linqing has been teaching him slowly throughout the whole process.
Until he learned it, the two rode side by side for a while to the vicinity of the bus stop.
The director realized, and murmured: "It turns out that riding a bicycle is also a kind of date for them."
"It's so sweet!!" The female producer couldn't help covering her mouth excitedly when she saw this scene.
The director glanced at her.
Even the seasoned staff started to give in. It seemed that Zhong Chen and Qi Linqing were really attractive.
He was already looking forward to the wildly rising ratings after the fantasy show was broadcast.
An hour later, the Palace Museum.
At three o'clock in the afternoon on Sunday, there was a steady stream of tourists in front of Zhumen.
Zhong Chen took Qi Linqing's hand and walked around all the way.
But even so, their follow-up still attracted a lot of attention.
From time to time, someone raised their mobile phone to secretly take pictures.
The photographer reminded: "The museum requires tickets."
The funds provided by the program group are far from enough.
He was still a little puzzled in his heart, how did the director of this dating plan pass the review
A flagrant foul, the audience is not blind.
Zhong Chen nodded, took out his mobile phone, dialed a certain number, and said, "I know."
Photographer: Could it be... This is knowingly committing a crime!
As expected of a sponsor.
After a few minutes.
The curator personally came down to pick them up.
Photographer: "???"
The curator said respectfully: "Mr. Zhong, I welcome you on behalf of the Palace Museum. Let's go through the VIP channel here..."
Then the whole shooting team went through the back door to avoid the trouble of being surrounded by tourists.
After walking for a while, the photographer couldn't hold back his inner curiosity, and asked Zhong Chen in a low voice, "Have you and the director negotiated with the Palace Museum in private to reach a shooting agreement?"
Zhong Chen: "No."
Photographer: "That's—"
Zhong Chen: "I donated a painting to them before, and I became a VIP."
"..."
The photographer's eyes were blank, and his hands holding the camera trembled slightly.
Sure enough, is this the world of the rich
Zhong Chen had indeed talked about this with the director before.
It is not a foul for him to be free of tickets as a VIP.
The curator introduced them in advance to a private exhibition hall that is usually not open to the public.
At this time, there is no one here.
Qi Linqing saw the "Landscapes of Thousand Miles" hanging in the center at a glance.
And "Reed Flower Cave Moon Map".
The scrolls are yellowed and old, but well preserved. It's beautiful, but not perfect.
The curator pointed to the painting and introduced it to them personally: "This is the masterpiece "Landscape of Thousand Miles" by Mr. Fu Yi, the legendary painter of the Tang Dynasty. It can be said that its status in the Chinese art world is an epic and unparalleled existence. Although it has not yet Complete, but we should know that imperfection is also a kind of ultimate beauty. The most beautiful things in this world are incomplete and cannot be copied... "
The elegant curator is eloquent.
Qi Linqing took a step forward, quietly looking at the painting through the glass.
It was like a part born, conceived, from his body.
Carrying the phantoms he once chased from countless unrealistic landscapes and things.
And his love for Liang Luoduan as a teacher and apprentice.
He hoped that Luo Duan's health would improve, and he also went out to see other places in the world except the capital.
Zhong Chen looked at the painting, then turned to look at the person beside him.
Qi Linqing's expression was complicated.
Zhong Chen silently squeezed his hand tightly. interlocking fingers.
After visiting the museum, the filming ends.
It was already dusk outside.
The afterglow of the setting sun casts a light golden light on the high-rise buildings in the city. The resplendent Forbidden City, ancient tiled courtyards, fallen leaves and withered sycamore trees, hurried pedestrians, and the subway station on the side of the road, which looks like a beast swallowing a huge mouth, form two distinctive boundaries.
Qi Linqing felt the heat of the other person in his hand, and only then did he have a real sense of reality.
He came to this era across thousands of years, and started a new life with the people here.
Qi Linqing looked at Zhong Chen, opened his mouth slightly to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.
He always felt how lucky he was to meet the other party.
There is a generation gap of a thousand years between them, but they have an extraordinary tacit understanding.
Qi Linqing can often feel a sense of contemporaneity, even familiar intimacy, from Zhong Chen.
"Maybe we knew each other in a previous life." He made a rare joke.
Zhong Chen was stiff all over.
He thought Qi Linqing was testing himself again.
"No, we must unswervingly believe in Marxism." Zhong Chen rarely said seriously: "It's the 21st century, we can't engage in that set of feudal superstitions."
Qi Linqing: "You suspected that I was an ancient person before."
Zhong Chen: "Haha, I lied to you."
Qi Linqing pursed her lips, and suddenly realized that the other party had concealed and deceived her far more than that.
His eyes turned gray and cold, and he asked lightly, "Then what's going on with your new secretary?"