"Welcome to "Midnight Heart", I am the host Yun Xiao. Today we invited Feng Xiang, a famous basketball player, the CBA MVP winner for two consecutive years, and the current Hwaseong men's basketball team captain, to tell us Tell me, his midnight thoughts."
With the host's voice softly reciting the guiding words, the recording of the entire program officially kicked off.
The camera facing the stage gradually zoomed out, and the guests on the other side of the stage were also included in the camera.
Yang Xiao stared at the monitor in front of her attentively until the camera switched to a close-up of the guest again, and she finally let out the breath she held in her chest.
The position of the lens is just right. Feng Xiang's upper body is in the center of the picture, and his head is still some distance from the top of the picture - neither too high, cutting off the top of the head; nor too close to the edge, the station logo obscures his face.
The two-meter-tall guests are really not good for framing.
In the headphones, the director's proud voice came: "Yang Xiao, how is it, am I good at everything?"
"Fantastic." She replied in a low voice, "By the way, let the auxiliary cut take more shots of the fans' reaction, so that it will be posted later."
"You don't have to tell me this, just wait and see!"
When Miao Mengchu next to her heard her words, she cast a suspicious look. Miao Mengchu was cheeky and asked, "Auxiliary cutting? What is auxiliary cutting?"
Yang Xiao was not willing to pay attention to her at first, but thinking that she had just contributed a good sitcom to herself, she showed mercy and explained it to her.
"Have you been to the director's studio? There are usually two or three people in it. One of them is the lead broadcaster, that is, the main cut. Our program will be recorded for two hours, and during these two hours, he has to keep cutting scenes, guests. When he talks, he cuts off the guests, when the host talks, when the host talks, and when the audience asks questions, he cuts off the audience; the long-range, close-up, and close-ups are all arranged by him... The forty-five minutes of our film broadcast is two hours from him. I cut it out from here." She clicked on a smaller screen next to the monitor screen, "This screen is connected to the auxiliary cut. As the name implies, the auxiliary cut is the auxiliary of the main cut. It is responsible for the on-hook tape, do you want to ask anything else? Is it an on-hook strap?"
"Uh… "
Yang Xiao sighed in his heart, Miao Mengchu's mind was empty, why did he want to drill later? "The on-hook tape is full of backup shots. For example, when the guest speaks, how does the host react and how does the audience react? This way, there will be contrast when the program is broadcast, and the picture will not be monotonous."
When Miao Mengchu heard it, she nodded her head, and wrote two swipes in her notebook.
Yang Xiao glanced at it, only to see that she remembered - "The main cut is responsible for cutting shots, and the auxiliary cutting is responsible for cutting other shots."
Yang Xiao: "..." Forget it, that's it.
In order not to disturb the recording, they sat on the rear edge of the studio, even further back than the auditorium, to prevent being accidentally shot by the camera.
The ring-shaped auditorium covers the stage in the center from all sides, and Meng Yufan sits right across from her, so she can see all the state of her work.
... It turns out that Sister Xiaoxiao is so charming when she works.
This is the first time Meng Yufan has seen Yang Xiao's working state. She is extremely sharp, and extremely sharp, looking at the direction of the stage intently, with her laptop at hand, which can provide her with inspiration and ideas at any time. In order to facilitate activities, Yang Xiao did not wear a skirt today, but a women's suit with white stripes on a black background, and her long legs embraced by wide-leg pants overlapped.
She would never know that in this studio, Meng Yufan was not the only audience member who was secretly following her.
Many audience members of the group show are not interested in the interviews on stage, and they can't play with their mobile phones, so they simply deserted. And the dazzling female choreographer who is like a fire is their best observation object.
For example, in the row in front of Meng Yufan, there were two boys who looked about the same age as him, whispering.
Meng Yufan pricked up his ears and overheard for a while, and found that the two were discussing whether to hand her a WeChat ID after the recording of the show was over.
Meng Yufan thought proudly, don't worry about the WeChat code in this life, try it again in the next life.
The voices of the two chatting were a bit loud, and Liu Yueyue hurried over to remind them to stop talking. The two shut up and could only focus their attention on the stage, and Meng Yufan followed suit.
In the center of the stage, the interview went very well. Under the guidance of the host, Feng Xiang gradually opened the conversation box, recalling how he set foot on the basketball road when he was a child.
"Interview" is different from "interview", the focus is on "talk", the guests are easy to be emotional, and the audience is easy to empathize.
Ordinary people may think that sports players are not good at words, but Feng Xiang is completely the opposite. He is very good at expressing his opinions, talking freely under the camera, and talking about how he embarked on this road when he was a child - his parents are ordinary people. He is tall, but he has been "tall" since he was a child. When he was ten years old, his height exceeded 1.7 meters, and he was favored by the teachers of the provincial team. At that time, he had the opportunity to enter the club's youth team for trial training, but because his parents were of average height, the coach was worried that he would not be able to continue to grow taller, so he missed this great opportunity.
"I have been walking along the way, and I dare not say 'I practice harder than others', but I dare to say, 'I work harder every day than I was yesterday'." His voice was loud, "I entered the CBA, just like I want to show the coach who rejected me at the beginning, I am Feng Xiang, a basketball player, and I am Feng Xiang, a champion!"
After this long series of speeches, the audience was moved. Liu Yueyue, who was squatting in the back row, immediately applauded, causing the rest of the audience to applaud as well.
At this emotional moment, the unexpected happened—
A female fan sitting in the middle row suddenly stood up and cried out in excitement: "Feng Xiang!!" She shouted, "I love you!!!"
Everyone: "… "
Before she finished speaking, the female fan actually ran out of the audience and ran straight towards the stage. As she ran, she opened the shoulder bag in her hand. One of her hands reached into the bag, not knowing what she was touching.
Yang Xiao instantly counted down his hairs, tore off his earphones, and shouted nervously, "Hurry up and stop her!"
Who knows what's in that female fan's backpack? ! There are not often such reports in entertainment news: illegitimate fans try their best to get close to idols, throwing water and rotten eggs with the idea of destroying them if they don't get it...
However, no one at the scene responded.
Their "Midnight Heart" has never invited traffic guests. Who would have expected such a big accident in the middle of the recording
The host, Yun Xiao, was frightened. She sat motionless on the sofa, her eyes widened, and her two hands tightly supported the armrest. Feng Xiang immediately rushed over and blocked her with his body.
But Feng Xiang protects the host, who will protect Feng Xiang
Seeing that the female fan was about to rush to the front of the stage, everyone's breathing stopped.
However, at that moment, a pair of hands stretched out from behind the female fan—
Meng Yufan is tall and has long legs, and with a stride, he flew over from the last row of the auditorium, and wrapped his arms around the female fan's body!
"Don't move!" Meng Yufan scolded sharply.
It stands to reason that with Meng Yufan's physique, it is more than enough to hold up the thin female fan. However, as if she had stimulated the infinite potential in her body, she struggled desperately in his arm! !
She was wearing metal jewelry on her hand, and when one raised her hand, the edge of the jewelry crossed the corner of Meng Yufan's eyes—in an instant, blood flashed!
Yang Xiao's heart stopped beating for a few seconds, and her breath seemed to be taken away, but at that moment, she felt anxious, heartache, panic, and all kinds of feelings swarmed.
And as the female fan struggled, her backpack also fell to the ground—and what rolled out of it was not some water or rotten eggs, but... stacks of people, people, and coins.
The female fan cried: "Feng Xiang, stop playing basketball! I have money, I will support you!!"
Everyone: "… "
Her cry was like a switch, instantly igniting the otherwise silent studio. The discussion is so loud that it is conceivable that after today's recording is over, these audiences will definitely publicize the accident when they return to the world with the Internet.
The staff quickly rushed to Meng Yufan's side, and a few of them stopped the rich illegitimate fan.
The show was stopped urgently. There was no first aid kit in the studio. Someone immediately notified the infirmary in the stage. The infirmary asked them to temporarily cover it with a tissue, and rushed Meng Yufan to the infirmary to treat the wound.
How could Yang Xiao still have the mind to work, she could not wait to leave the show immediately and chase Meng Yufan away.
However, at this moment, Meng Yufan turned around and waved at her.
The boy was in a state of embarrassment, covering the wound beside his eye with a tissue in one hand. The blood was soaked, so he changed another sheet of paper. At the same time, he was still comforting Yang Xiao—they were separated by the crowd, and he could only say to her with his mouth: "Work with peace of mind."
Yes, Yang Xiao confirmed countless times that Meng Yufan was talking about "work with peace of mind".
He didn't let her accompany him. He said that he was a big man and could handle this kind of small injury by himself.
"You can work in peace," he said.
"I'm fine," he said.
He said, "Come on."
"Don't worry, Sister Yang." Seeing Yang Xiao's anxious expression, Liu Yueyue immediately raised her hand, "I'm going to accompany Da Meng! You work first, and we'll meet after the recording is over!"
"Then you bring your mobile phone and keep in touch with me at all times." Yang Xiao urged nervously, "If you need stitches, take him to the xx hospital next door. He probably didn't bring a medical insurance card when he came out. His medical insurance number is xxxxxxxx."
Liu Yueyue nodded in response, but she was thinking: Why does Sister Xiaoxiao even know Da Meng's medical insurance number
…
The recording that followed was extremely rushed.
The host was shocked, and Feng Xiang no longer had the Yaxing that he had just started. The most important thing is that the entire auditorium was in a mess. Although the staff came out many times to organize discipline, the auditorium was still buzzing and everyone was discussing what had just happened.
After the show was over, Yang Xiao immediately jumped up, left the finishing work to Miao Mengchu, and immediately ran to the infirmary.
"Yang Xiao, wait." Feng Xiang stopped her.
Yang Xiao was anxious, but had to entertain him: "What's wrong with Captain Feng?"
"Junior Brother Meng's injury was caused by me." Feng Xiang looked guilty, "Can I go see him?"
"No need." Yang Xiao refused. "This has nothing to do with you. No one wants to see the illegitimate fans. It's because we didn't check the audience well."
"At least let me treat you to a meal..."
"Speaking of eating," Yang Xiao paused and called the staff on the side, "Today's recording is delayed, order a lunch box for Captain Feng, and take the program team's work meal bill."
Feng Xiang: "..."
Without waiting for him to say anything, Yang Xiao quickly turned around and left. The script for the entire show was left alone, and the room card was also thrown away.
Feng Xiang looked at the room card that was thrown down, and his heart was mixed.
Finally, he smiled wistfully.