As the name suggests, "Let's Travel Poorly" is a travel program. It accurately captures the audience's psychology of wanting to see big-name celebrities suffer and embarrass themselves. It specially throws the stars to remote areas or places with high consumption, and gives a very small amount of travel funds, and then follows the celebrity guests to suffer, quarrel and tear. twisted tour.
When this program was planned, Maimang TV wanted to make it a flagship variety show. The first season invited all the first-line or the most topical guests at the time, and with the powerful publicity, once it was broadcast, it directly won the number one variety show topic list that year.
By the time the show ran into the fourth season this year, the attention had dropped a bit, so the producer somehow managed to get Noah, and invited the great god Bai Ye to come up.
The original text said that Bai Ye had a personal relationship with the producer in order to help accept this variety show, but during the interview yesterday, Qi Xingchen clearly saw that Bai Ye was not familiar with the producer around him.
In short everything is a mystery.
Starting next week, he will be away from home for such a long time. During breakfast, Qi Xingchen told the Qi family about his recording of variety shows.
"It's the Qiongyou variety show?" Qi Yuji put down the teacup in his hand, "I thought you just signed up for fun, you wouldn't really want to go, would you?"
Qi Xingchen: "It's true."
"I've watched a bit of that variety show, it's too bitter," Qi Yuji worried, "You're weak, can you take it? Come with me to the mall to buy something and take it with you."
Just do what you say, after dinner, Qi Yuji dragged Qi Xingchen out. Just entering the underground garage, two luxury cars parked side by side almost blinded Qi Xingchen.
A silver Rolls-Royce and a gray Koenigsegg, Qi Yuji tossed his hair, "I got tired of the previous car and told my sister what bus to take. These two are all yours, choose which one to drive today .”
She blinked when she said this, as if a little nervous. Qi Xingchen pointed to the slightly lower-key Rolls Royce.
The corners of her mouth drooped.
Seeing this, Qi Xingchen hurriedly made amends: "This car has an even number, and the number is limited today, so I should drive the one next to it with an odd number."
"Yeah!" Qi Yuji yelled happily on WeChat, "Brother, Xing Xing likes my car even more! This time I won!"
Qi Xingchen: "..."
"Oh yes, Xing Xing, have you forgotten that our Qi family's cars never have a limit on the number of cars," Qi Yuji pursed his lips and smiled, "Let's go!"
The Qi family really does not need to abide by the number restriction rules, and even when there is a traffic jam on the road, Qi Yuji told the driver: "Old Zhang, call Police Officer Li and send a car to clear the way."
"No need," Qi Xingchen looked at the traffic ahead, "It will take less than ten minutes."
"You finally agreed to come out with me, I want to stay with you for a while."
"...Don't look for the traffic police," Qi Xingchen looked at his fawning sister, and said helplessly, "I won't go to the company today, I will accompany you."
"Wow!!!" Qi Yuji was so happy that he began to plan what to do today.
At the first stop, she took Qi Xingchen to a buyer's store, and when she entered, she shouted, "Have all the clothes I ordered for Xingxing arrived?"
The boss pulled out two three-meter-long display racks from the constant temperature warehouse.
At the salon at the second stop, after entering the door, four welcoming ladies and four bodyguards took the card Qi Yuji handed over, and they were more serious than underground party joints.
Qi Xingchen didn't know what they were doing. Qi Yuji explained: "This salon is a membership system, and only number 200 membership cards are distributed in the whole city of H. The membership review is quite strict, only famous families and public figures who have reached a certain level can join the club—— For example, Bai Ye, he is the only artist member in City H."
It turned out that the barbershops of top-level people are so particular, Qi Xingchen was pushed on the massage chair in the small box by Qi Yuji.
He closed and opened his eyes, and changed his hairstyle.
From the original owner's admission to today, Qi Xingchen's hair has never been taken care of. This time the stylist helped him cut his hair shorter and dyed it dark brown to make his already fair skin look even whiter.
At this time, the assistant director of "Let's Travel Poorly" asked him for an official announcement photo. Qi Xingchen took out his mobile phone and pressed the shooting button with a "click".
"My God, it looks so good under the iPhone's front camera," the hair stylist's eyes burst into surprise, "Qi Ershao, do you mind leaving this photo in the store as a template?"
Qi Xingchen didn't care, and sent a copy of the photo to the director's assistant and the barber.
At nine o'clock in the evening, the program team official announced the first group of guests:
――The official Weibo of the fourth season of "Let's Travel Poorly": Ripe peaches in summer, the brightest stars in the Milky Way, all sweetness and beauty are tied between you. Welcome Tao Taoqi Xingchen.
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Not long after, the fans who had been guarding the official announcement exploded.
Damn it, this face! This figure! Where is this fairy little brother? Within three minutes, my wife will get all his information!
In just one afternoon, Qi Xingchen's Weibo was almost overwhelmed by new fans.
In fact, there are not many, only 30,000. But the number of comments on his last photo has reached more than a thousand. He picked a few replies, but later found that he couldn't move back, so he gave up.
Qi Yuji didn't think it was enough, and frantically pressed his phone while picking out a mask for him, "Xingxing, your fans are actually hundreds of thousands less than that Tao Tao, I'll buy you a hot search to increase your followers."
"?" Qi Xingchen hurriedly refused, "Don't buy it!"
Qi Yuji: "... woo woo woo, I've already bought it, I'm sorry Xing Xing, then I'll withdraw it again."
Unexpectedly, her hands were so fast, Qi Xingchen was speechless for a moment.
"How much is hot search?" He asked.
Qi Yuji was wronged: "Six hundred thousand."
"...Let's just leave it alone. Anyway, I don't have many fans, so the popularity will go down soon."
Qi Xingchen was right, because there was no fan interaction to maintain popularity, he hung up in the middle of the trending search for three hours, and his ranking gradually slipped. These three hours tripled the number of his fans to 150,000.
Qi Xingchen clicked his tongue, is this the power of capital
On Friday, the program team notified Qi Xingchen to go to Maimang TV for the first narration interview.
For an artist like him who is so transparent that he can't be more transparent, the company didn't provide a nanny car, so Du Lanxin drove him over by himself, and then kept bbking at him in the waiting hall outside the studio:
"I'm going to record an introductory video later, mainly to let the audience get acquainted with you. Shake out interesting stalks and burdens, don't hide them."
"The age and height are according to Baidu Encyclopedia - you should know it yourself, the age has not changed, and the height has increased by three centimeters."
"Say what should be said, and don't say what should not be said. Don't reveal your working-class family background. Now the audience likes tall, rich and handsome, and doesn't like grassroots people. If you ask you, you just shake your head, and the host will not It's hard for you."
"...Did you hear me say so much?" Qi Xingchen kept silent, and Du Lan was furious, "Did you take my words for nothing? And what happened to your face and hair, makeup and hair?" did not do
Du Lanxin is in her thirties this year, and her figure is out of shape due to going in and out of romantic places all the year round. When she spoke, the fat on her face trembled. Qi Xingchen glanced at her, and then turned his head.
"I don't have a stylist."
Du Lan's heart choked, indeed, she hadn't seen Qi Xingchen face to face for more than half a year, and she even forgot about it.
It’s okay not to do makeup and hair, she is still pointing to this new cash cow to make money, and stopped the field manager who was pushing the reflector and hurried to the studio: “Hey, young man, my artist is here without makeup, you will call you later The make-up artist from Taiwan is here."
"Success," the field manager was blocked by the reflector, and couldn't see who was in front of him, so he agreed indiscriminately, "Wait for me to play with this thing——oops!"
As he said that, he didn't see the wires on the ground in front of him, accidentally tripped over his feet, and leaned forward along with the board!
Qi Xingchen was sitting on the bench in front of him, watching a black mass come down on his head. It's too late to hide.
He raised his arms to protect his head, thinking that he would not be smashed to death here because of changing the plot. But after waiting for a while, I didn't feel any pain.
Opening his eyes, Bai Ye grabbed the reflector with one hand and the field manager with the other.
Probably rushed over from other studios, the tiredness in the voice couldn't hide: "Be careful."
"thanks, thanks."
The field manager quickly bowed, and when he straightened up, he realized who was supporting him, and let out a groundhog scream: "Ah, are you Bai Ye?! I saw the living Bai Ye!!!"
With trembling hands, he took out a pen from his pocket, "I, I am your night sky... Can you, can you sign me?"
Bai Ye didn't respond, and turned to Qi Xingchen, "Are you okay?"
Qi Xingchen: "It's fine."
"Okay," Bai Ye turned back, "Where to sign."
The field manager didn't bring a notebook, so Bai Ye finally asked Bai Ye to sign it on the clothes. Qi Xingchen carefully looked at his handwriting, it was exactly the same as the signed album in his dormitory collection.
Du Lan guessed in his heart that he wanted to get close to Bai Ye, and after the field manager left, he went to Bai Ye's side, and when he wanted to open his mouth, Bai Ye turned to Qi Xingchen: "No stylist?"
"... ... Um."
"Follow me." Bai Ye passed Du Lanxin, let his assistant lead the way, and walked directly to the lounge prepared for him by the studio.
With Bai Ye's coffee position, no matter where he goes, there will be a lounge with his name on it, which is used for makeup, changing clothes, dining, waiting for shooting, etc.
At this time, the clothes and makeup used inside are ready, and the makeup artist is spraying the sponge block with spray.
Seeing Bai Ye coming in, she wanted to ask why he came so late, but then she saw someone following Bai Ye.
"Boss, is this...?"
"Qi Xingchen," Bai Ye said calmly, "Xiaoman, help him put on his makeup, and I'll go change his clothes first."
"Oh, yes," Xiaoman glanced at Qi Xingchen in surprise, "Mr. Qi, come and sit down."
Boys' makeup is easier to draw, especially Qi Xingchen, who has a small face and no blemishes, and only needs a little base makeup and contouring to enhance his complexion.
Xiaoman kept his hands on and his mouth on the line, and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Qi, are you a friend of our boss?"
"... No way," Qi Xingchen didn't know what they were, "I'm also an artist of Noah's. I happened to meet Senior Bai Ye when I didn't do my makeup today. He brought me over to do my makeup."
Xiaoman was even more surprised. Bai Ye liked to be quiet, hated socializing, and almost never brought anyone to his lounge.
Why did you suddenly change your gender this time? Not only brought, but also brought a boy who is not even a friend.
Things are never that simple, Xiaoman rolled his eyes, "Then Teacher Qi, how did you know each other?"
"Do you still want to ask a few members of his family?" At this time Bai Ye came back and gave Xiaoman a warning look, "Work hard."
Xiaoman stuck out his tongue at Qi Xingchen, wiped his eyes and pretended to cry. But it could be seen from her expression that she was not afraid of Bai Ye.
In the past, a staff member around Bai Ye broke the news, saying that he looked cold on the surface, but in fact he had no airs towards the people around him.
It appears to be true.
Xiaoman still hasn't finished painting, so Bai Ye can only sit on Qi Xingchen's left and do his hair first.
Qi Xingchen has never seen what idols look like behind the scenes, even though it is fake, his eyes can't help but drift to the left.
Immediately take it back.
It floated to the left again, and then quickly retracted.
... Damn, it's over the top. His idol is too good-looking! If beauty needs to be taxed, it is estimated that idols have gone bankrupt!
Qi Xingchen's eyes drifted to the left for the third time...
Bai Ye finally couldn't take it anymore, and glanced at him in the mirror.
The moment the two eyes met, Qi Xingchen, like a student who was caught copying homework, immediately sat upright, as if he had never done anything wrong!
He reacted too much, Bai Ye raised his eyebrows: "Are you afraid of me?"
"No, it's not."
"Then why am I so frightened?"
It's not that you are exactly the same as my idol, every time I see you, I can't help but bring into my idol, I'm so nervous, Qi Xingchen thought to himself.
"Could it be because..." Bai Ye hesitated for a moment, "I frightened you when I whipped you in the practice room that day?"
Qi Xingchen: "..."
impossible! It's too late for him to like idols, why would he be afraid
"Don't be afraid! It's true!" Qi Xingchen was in a hurry, forgetting whether the person in front of him was real or not, fearing that the explanation would not be clear, and scratched his fingers anxiously on his pants, "You can do whatever you want. I am very happy to draw whatever I am satisfied with!"
Xiao Man: "..."
hairstylist:"... ... "
Assistant Bai Ye: "..."
Everyone in the lounge seemed to have witnessed a large SM scene, and fell silent for a moment.
"..." Qi Xingchen realized that what he said just now was very inappropriate, and his face burst into red with enthusiasm.
He wanted to explain, but when he opened his mouth, he realized that the current situation was getting darker and darker, so he could only lower his head and cover his ears:
They didn't see me, they didn't see me, it was the same as if I hadn't been here.
After chanting for a full minute, he suddenly heard a soft low laugh from the left.
Bai Ye pressed his fist to his mouth, and the ice on his face melted.
A few days ago, a stage accident made him travel to this space, and strange people and things made him physically and mentally exhausted.
He looked at the ostrich-like boy beside him. This was the first time he smiled from the bottom of his heart after wearing it.