Mother Meng is very interested in her own little pig... No, she is very interested in her son's mysterious girlfriend. She has a load of questions to ask, which is even more rigorous than checking the household registration.
But she asked a lot, but Meng Yufan answered very little.
"When you return to China, I will definitely take her to show you. For now, let's keep her a little mysterious." Meng Yufan deliberately appealed to his mother's appetite, "Anyway, she is very good, especially good, just like you. She is a career woman, and you will definitely have a lot of common language."
"Professional woman?" As soon as Mother Meng heard this description, she automatically sketched an image of a brave and confident young girl in her mind, "I thought you were looking for a girlfriend at school. So, she has already worked? "
"Yes, Sister Xiaoxiao works at the TV station."
"Sister Xiaoxiao? Is he older than you?" Mother Meng was very surprised.
"Mom, sibling love is very common now." Meng Yufan said quickly, "and Sister Xiaoxiao is very kind to me. She often buys me clothes and shoes, and invites me to dinner."
"...Son, why does it sound a little wrong to me." Mom Meng said in confusion, "You sound like a little white face she raised."
"… "
As expected of being a mother, this sixth sense is too keen.
Meng Yufan quickly changed the subject, for fear that his mother would ask how the two of them met.
The mother and son kept chatting until the phone became hot before hanging up. Meng Yufan kept talking about how considerate and gentle Yang Xiao was to him. If Yang Xiao himself heard the hype, it would definitely explode in embarrassment. of.
After Meng's mother hung up the phone, she immediately told Meng's father that her son had found a girlfriend.
Although Dad Meng shouted that he wanted to sever the father-son relationship with him, the anger in his heart dissipated immediately when he heard that his son had dumped a watery Chinese cabbage.
"Is that girl his classmate? What's her name? Where is she from?"
"It's not her classmate. She's already working. She's older than him. She works in a TV station. Her name is Xiaoxiao." Meng's mother said, "Fanfan is deliberately being mysterious, and he doesn't tell me any details, saying that we will wait until we return to China. , see for yourself... Oh, by the way, he mentioned that Xiaoxiao is doing a late-night show called "Midnight Heart"."
Dad Meng clapped the table and couldn't wait to say, "Then what are you waiting for, let's watch the show now!"
The country they live in cannot receive domestic TV signals, but now that the Internet is developed, they can watch it online.
Soon, the couple found the rebroadcast of "Midnight Heart" on the official website of Hwaseong TV.
They randomly selected an issue and clicked to play.
"—Welcome to "Midnight Heart", I'm your old friend, host Yun Xiao. Today, we invited a famous crosstalk performance artist, and asked him to talk about his "Midnight Heart"."
On the screen, a hostess in her early forties with a gentle temperament smiled at the camera. The decoration of the live broadcast room is very simple. It is surrounded by annular auditoriums, and in the middle is a circular low table. Two comfortable leather sofas are placed in the center of the low table. The distance between the host and the guests is kept in a position that is neither intimate nor unfamiliar, and there is eye contact from time to time.
Because "Midnight Heart" is placed in the late night gear, the overall program atmosphere tends to be soft. The hostess's questions are not sharp, more like two old friends talking, she guides the guests to open their hearts and gradually enter the conversation atmosphere.
The first episode of the show was only forty-five minutes long, and the Meng family's parents quickly finished watching it.
But until the show was over, they didn't see a third figure on the stage.
"...It's gone?" Meng's mother was still a little unsure, "the show is really good, I thought this kind of talk show would be boring, but I didn't expect it to be quite interesting. But what about Xiaoxiao? Where is my daughter-in-law? ?"
"Wait, what are the words 'smile' in my son's mouth?" Dad Meng asked nervously, as if he had thought of something.
"He didn't say it." Meng's mother said, "I heard him call it that. It's just a girl, so I smiled by default. What's the matter?"
"Fuck the child..." Dad Meng pointed at the hostess on the screen with a heavy face, "You said, could it be this 'Xiao'?"
Mother Meng: "… "
Dad Meng: "Look, the son said that his girlfriend is older than him, and his daily expenses are paid by his girlfriend. The girlfriend has a car and a house, and he also gave him limited edition sneakers, and he has been hesitant to tell him. Your real situation—" He slapped the table and said in a heavy tone, "It's all my fault! I deducted his living expenses, and he ran off to be a liar!!"
…
"Ah!"
In the studio, the host Yun Xiao sneezed and wrapped his coat tightly.
Seeing this with a smile, Yang immediately offered ginger tea with both hands, and said with concern, "Mr. Yun, it's been hard work for you, please drink some ginger tea to warm up your body."
Although Yun Xiao's name sounds like a man, people who have seen her in person will be moved by her gentle and moving temperament, and they will lower their voices unconsciously.
"The air conditioner in the studio has always been so bad, so don't be so nervous." Yun Xiao took the ginger tea, took a sip, then rubbed his frozen fingers and picked up the table in front of him. "I'll familiarize myself with the interview outline again. Are the guests here?"
Today is January 1st. She was supposed to spend the New Year's holiday comfortably at home, but the program team temporarily notified that an additional episode would be recorded. She immediately abandoned her husband and children and rushed to the stage to record.
She is a very dedicated host, and was the head of the TV channel when she was young. It's a pity that she was too busy with work, and her body was always bad. After marriage, she finally had a child, so she quickly retired, took the initiative to come to the variety channel, and became the host of this late-night show.
"Captain Feng has arrived." Yang Xiao reported, "He is putting on makeup, and his agent said that the outline of the process needs to be reviewed again, so the recording time should be delayed a little."
"Well, if there is any change in the outline, you must notify me immediately." Yun Xiao read the questions in the outline at a glance, picked up the pen again, and began to write and draw on the paper. This kind of talk show is the most test of the host's skill, and if the ability to control the field is slightly insufficient, they will chat and go astray. So every time before the broadcast, the host has to clarify his thoughts on the outline and think about the direction that the guests may answer. For some topics that are prone to ambiguity, she must do her homework. "Xiao Yang, what does this word mean? Is it a proper noun for their basketball circle?"
"Wait a minute, I'll take a look." Yang Xiao took the script and found the question, "Oh, this sentence means..."
She explained it right away.
As soon as he entered the studio, Yang Xiao's spirit would be highly tense. She is like the sharpest leaf hidden in the flowers. She looks beautiful, but she is in a state of battle all the time.
No way, who asked her to be the program director
As the core character of the show, she is the busiest before every show starts.
Their show officially started recording at 2:30, and the program director had to enter at 12:00. She is also responsible for coordinating lighting, video and other links with the technical department; she is also responsible for connecting with the group leaders and mobilizing the atmosphere in the venue; but her main job is to review the manuscript with the host and guests, and wait until the camera is turned on. If it happens again problem, but there is no way to adjust it.
"I have no problem here, and now I will wait for the feedback from the guests." Yun Xiao closed the notebook in his hand and asked her, "By the way, I heard that there are regulations on the Huacheng team, and players are almost not allowed. In the interview, how did you move Feng Xiang?"
Yang Xiao cleared his throat and hid all his pride and shyness: "My boyfriend is from the Huada basketball team. I went to see him play, and Feng Xiang was there. I asked him to touch him because of this relationship."
"Oh~" Yun Xiao smiled, "I remember, he came to pick you up from get off work before, right?"
"Teacher, you have a good memory."
"Look, we are interviewing Feng Xiang today. Maybe in a few years, the person sitting opposite me will become your boyfriend."
Yang Xiao hurriedly said: "You are too high for him. He is still playing CUBA, and the difficulty level is too different from CBA."
"What's the difference?" Yun Xiao made a pun, "Isn't there a U (you) difference between CUBA and CBA? Although I haven't seen that young man, but I believe you have a good eye for it. With you by his side, that U can be taken away sooner or later."
"... Then I'll borrow your auspicious words." Yang Xiao blushed a little, and quickly changed the subject, "If you're all right here, I'll go to the guest to see the situation."
"Okay, let's go." Yun Xiao glanced at his watch, "We are scheduled to start at 2:30. After filming, there will be the next scene. If we can't finish on time, the director will complain to the stage again."
Yang Xiao suddenly felt a headache.
Don't look at the big TV station, but the studio is always in short supply. In the same studio, there are usually three to four shows from morning to night. Their group of writers and directors scrambled for the studio, just like the aunt in the vegetable market scrambled for special potatoes. Everyone wanted to enter the venue early, so that they could have enough time for wiring, moving, and changing soft clothes.
The first phase of their "Midnight Heart" is forty-five minutes, and the stage stipulates that they must collect enough conversation material for one and a half hours, but in actual execution, they often shoot for about two hours. These two hours are purely from startup to shutdown, excluding the previous preparations and finishing work.
If they drag on for too long, it can affect the recording of the next show. If you encounter a more serious program group, the director will send an email directly to the stage to report them for deliberately delaying time.
It's not that Yang Xiao has never received such a report letter before, but at that time, the producer Angkor was holding on to it when the sky fell; now that Angkor is gone, Huang Laoxie wants to watch her good show, how could he turn to her
But speaking of Huang Laoxie...
Yang Xiao looked around and wondered, where did Huang Laoxie's petite wife, Miao Miao, go
She stopped a passing cameraman and asked him, "Have you seen our new director?"
"The new director?" The cameraman scratched his head and recalled, "Is it the one with the head curtain, the ball head, and the whistling voice?"
Yang Xiao: "Yes, yes!"
The cameraman pointed to the backstage: "I saw her just now. She went to the guest dressing room and seemed to ask Feng Xiang for an autograph."
Yang Xiao: "…"
This is so embarrassing.
When working in a TV station, don't have "thin eyelids", no matter how much he or she likes a star or an idol. When you meet at work, you must not show any signs of chasing stars. Because it will appear that the staff member is particularly unprofessional, and it will also make the guests feel embarrassed.
Yang Xiao never imagined that Miao Mengchu, who had worked for four years, didn't know such a simple truth! ! Even if she just moved from the front to the backstage and is not familiar with the rules of variety shows, can't she ask an experienced senior before she does something? !
Miao Mengchu is not disgracing her alone, but disgracing the entire program team of "Midnight Heart"!
Thinking of this, Yang Xiao became very angry, and immediately stepped on high heels and rushed to the guest dressing room.
Sure enough, as soon as she stepped into the backstage, she saw Miao Mengchu standing in front of Feng Xiang, with a twisted look.
I just heard Miao Mengchu say, "Captain Feng, I like watching basketball games very much, and I adore you very much. Can you take a picture with me?"
When she spoke, those big Kazlan eyes kept blinking and blinking. She was only about 1.5 meters tall. Standing in front of Feng Xiang, who was 2.01 meters tall, she had just reached his waist. With this body proportion, it was like a child talking to an adult.
The most terrifying thing is that she also deliberately used a whistling voice...
Omg.
Yang Xiao shuddered—it was said that women were made of water, but Miao Mengchu must have done it in a play.