The agent is conscientious and conscientious, and a work report is done for an hour.
Today's water heater is particularly powerful. The little artist who was robbed of the bathroom was wrapped in a large bath towel, and was warmly carried out of the bathroom by the manager and placed on the bed. The whole person was still red.
"Probably that's all... Do you remember almost all of them?"
Finally, he ended the report with his ear to his ear, Gu Hanshan helped him change into his pajamas, leaned against the head of the bed, rubbed the child and dried his fluffy hair: "Let's go to sleep after watching two episodes of the show, okay? "
Lu Yunsheng looked up at him, his black eyes brightened by the mist: "Does watching a show count as work?"
The work is to be charged, the gold broker raised his eyebrows slightly, and instantly understood, lowered his head and touched his lips lightly: "Checkout."
The budget-conscious little artist raised his eyebrows and made his bed contentedly.
The little animal was diligently nesting, and the warm light of the table lamp fell on him, drawing a long shadow. With a flick of a flick, Bentham's sweetness poured out in my heart.
Gu Hanshan stopped at the door, looked at him quietly for a while, and then quickly walked out in a good mood. He simply tidied up the living room, took the charged tablet, and cooked him every night's bedtime milk by the way.
Both of them want to give the best to each other, and they spend all their time thinking about it in the kitchen, feeding each other wholeheartedly, and spending little effort.
Gu Hanshan ate well and slept well. In the past few days, he has lost all his past worries. He has made up for the weight he lost a while ago, and his physical strength has obviously recovered. Occasionally, when he is in a good mood, he wants to exercise, even walking up to the eleventh floor. It has become a habit to come here often.
On the other hand, no matter how much Lu Yunsheng eats or moves, his body data only floats to two decimal places.
Gu Hanshan watched anxiously for a week, and finally couldn't help but start adding a small snack to the child before going to bed.
… sweetened milk is also vegetarian.
The strict manager resolutely did not change his plan, widened the scope calmly, lowered his head to the bubbling milk, remembered the time, added a spoonful and a half of sugar, and brought it back to the bed together.
"Can I Eat It" quickly became popular as soon as it was launched - the program's intention was just in line with the national talent, and the guests had a good sense of variety. The two seniors are approachable, and the little ones are polite and sensible. None of them are first-line traffic artists, and fans are not foolish.
It is rare for the two of them to watch a variety show together, Gu Hanshan found two episodes with high broadcast volume, massaged Lu Yunsheng's shoulders and neck, and explained to him the shooting and editing techniques of variety shows. .
Lu Deng hadn't watched variety shows very much, so he didn't quite understand the interesting aspects of these shows. Leaning on Gu Hanshan's arm, sipping sweet milk, he was intently watching a group of people chasing unchained chickens all over the mountain after the scales were not clean, the traps were not set properly, and the stove was turned upside down when the fire was being lit in the wild. . Although I heard Gu Hanshan say that guests can actually ask the crew to get a box lunch between the live broadcasts, it is still difficult to restrain themselves and fall into a deep worry about whether this group of people will starve to death in the mountains.
The young artist full of professionalism watched the tablet anxiously for half an hour, before being drawn back to his attention by the mechanical sound in his mind.
"Host, I have asked them to spread the truth revealing remarks!"
The system bought the company, and just passed the online meeting to let the public relations department secretly start action, and happily ran back to report to him: "When will we fire Tan Yizhe? I'm all ready for the contract!"
"Wait, don't worry."
Lu Deng sent it a little red flower, thinking about the experience left over from the world of the last entertainment industry, and patiently explained to it: "To fire him now, but to help him... We have to wait for the right time."
In the entertainment industry, it is difficult to turn things around. Even if they turn around, they will be regarded as whitewashing. Whether it can be cleaned up or not is another matter.
Now it is enough to subtly spread remarks and make netizens begin to doubt the truth of the matter. Tan Yizhe is the protagonist's appointed villain, and the black material will be shaken out in the conflict with the protagonist, and it is best to take action at that time.
Lu Yunsheng was pondering the next arrangement, the strength on his shoulders suddenly sank slightly, he raised his head subconsciously, the manager who was still working had already fallen asleep accidentally.
After all, it is also a popular variety show, and there are countless people staring at a character who shows his face, not to mention the permanent residence of guests. It is impossible to run down this resource without effort.
Gu Hanshan hadn't had a good rest a few days ago. Today, he went out for a long day of running early again, and his body and mind were finally relaxed, and drowsiness unconsciously found him.
Lu Yunsheng didn't make a sound, he closed the tablet and put it away, carefully helping him to lie down.
"Yunsheng?"
Gu Hanshan just slept lightly, but he woke up when he touched him, met his concerned black eyes, rubbed his neck and smiled helplessly: "I fell asleep... Why didn't you call me, still watch?"
"Don't watch it, I remember it all."
Lu Yunsheng shook his head, hugged him and bowed his head to pay a fine: "It's been too hard recently..."
The milky kiss fell on the lips, and the tired agent felt warm in his heart. He raised his head and smiled at him, wrapping his arms around the person, carefully tasted the top of his tongue, and scoured the sweet taste: "It's not hard, I like it."
I like to run resources for Lu Yunsheng, like to make future plans for Lu Yunsheng, and when I go out to talk about my artists, their backs are straight.
Today the familiar director also asked him why he had to get up and run a second time after he had already fallen to the ground. He just smiled and didn't reply, but he knew better than anyone.
Lu Yunsheng blinked, the soft light of the table lamp fell on the bottom of his eyes, swaying the soft light.
"like you… "
Gu Hanshan sighed contentedly, rubbed the whole person into his arms, took a deep breath and was about to ask his own artist's opinion, but he was blocked by the child in his arms with a predictable head, and by the way bit him on the lips. One bite.
This is probably the meaning of "line of line, line of line (and then asked to bite)".
The gold medal manager perfectly translated the body language of his little artist, and hugged and kissed him by himself. Under the much larger loose clothes, the palm of his hand was warm and the back was covered with coolness.
…
Fifty-five minutes later, the manager who didn't sleep well and the little artist who was brought up by him went to the bathroom together again.
The hurricane caused by Meda has not yet passed, and it is destined to be a turbulent night. Some people sleep heartlessly, while others suffer.
In the villa in the suburbs, Tan Yizhe, who was suffering alive, strode back and forth in anger, threw his mobile phone aside heavily, and his eyes were almost burning.
"Why hasn't the company responded yet—where has the PR gone?! Why haven't they been criticized! Just let them make a fuss here?"
"It's easy for us to criticize and criticize. Meda's official comment area is a bit more difficult to negotiate. They don't work overtime at night, so they can only negotiate tomorrow..."
The new agent beside Tan Yizhe was clueless. Everything would just follow him. He was so trained that he couldn't lift his head, so he followed him carefully to apologize.
"I have tried the company's meaning. I don't know why, but the attitude suddenly became very vague. When I asked today, I learned that the public relations department - the promotion team related to the broker's incident has been withdrawn..."
Not only did they withdraw, but the Legal Department had even started to prepare for a thorough investigation of the facts, but they didn't even hear any news.
The agent instinctively felt that something was wrong, but he didn't dare to tell him directly. He stared at Tan Yizhe's almost violent look in horror: "Brother Tan, is the company angry because we forcibly exchanged the content of the endorsement with Meda? Or I'll-"
"Impossible. Mostly because he saw Gu Hanshan and picked up another one, he was tempted to recruit again and wanted to throw an olive branch."
Tan Yizhe interrupted with a gloomy face, with some ruthless eyes in his eyes: "Fight against me, am I afraid that he will announce the truth? The company is now on the same boat with me, if you don't want to be scolded with Gu Hanshan, you have to Hold your nose and hold back…”
The reason why he dared to be fearless about this matter is that he has his own calculations.
Things have been settled, and anything can be linked to conspiracy theories.
Gu Hanshan took out the evidence himself, and it can be said that he had deliberately forged it long ago to find a way out. Someone speaks for Gu Hanshan, that is, they are embarrassed to protect each other. Many of their matters are unclear. Gu Hanshan's evidence is recognized in the industry, but it is even more difficult to file a lawsuit. Even if Gu Hanshan dares to die, he can find someone to clean up the other party and be honest.
If the company really intends to slap its own face and take risks to clarify for Gu Hanshan, it will be even better...
Tan Yizhe narrowed his eyes and sneered at the corner of his mouth.
He is now taking the route of abusive fans set up by bitter lovers. The worse the situation is, the more fans will buy it. Even if the company clarifies, it will undoubtedly be the company and Gu Hanshan who oppressed the artist together in the eyes of fans. He just took advantage of the situation to fly solo, and no one will accuse him of forgetting his roots.
It just so happens to explain the poor performance this time.
Knocked out a cigarette and asked the assistant to light it. Tan Yizhe took a deep breath and spit it out. His gloomy eyes swept over the comment: "This...is it a personal attack on cyber violence?"
He naturally knew that he didn't shoot well - the bearded director's face became uglier the more he filmed, and in the end he even let him change clothes at will to finish the filming at will, obviously he was not satisfied with the filming.
There was also a fire behind him when he filmed it. If the assistant hadn't pulled it desperately, he might have had a conflict with those film crews who held up and stepped down.
But it's just a malfunction, and it's worth being caught out like this and talking endlessly!
Seeing that his face was still dark, the assistant headed over and nodded cautiously: "Forget it, Brother Tan, we will find a way to mobilize the fans when we turn around - go to Meda's official Weibo to make a fuss and put some pressure on them..."
Tan Yizhe's expression turned slightly, and he snorted coldly, "I didn't say that."
"Yes, don't worry, Brother Tan, it's all my own opinion."
The assistant's teeth were trembling, but he still nodded, put away the tablet on the table, and pulled the manager out of the house together.
Just in time for Friday night, many people cherish the opportunity to sleep in the next day, and the number of night owls has doubled compared to working days. Tan Yizhe reposted Meda's official Weibo post with polite thanks, and the comments are still being refreshed every second.
"Public execution...why. 』
"Seriously, how do you think Tan has the temperament of a young master? Is it a good thing for a family to make an old broker sacrifice to the sky to give himself a lot of popularity? Who will be sacrificed next, the new agent? assistant? driver? 』
"Please be polite :) What did the agent do to show the way? Force him to run through the manuscript, take a bunch of messy small programs behind his back, and don't give him light to others if there are good resources. Our young master has been working hard for so long, and the company only saw that he was valuable and came forward to change the manager. This kind of person deserves what he deserves to sacrifice to heaven, right? 』
"Wake up, do you really think it's the manager's fault? Let's find out when Meda started looking for an endorser. The agent has to spend a lot of effort to manage the relationship to get this level of endorsement for a little star who has only been popular for a few days. When I look back, I find that I have been lit by a sky lantern... Please I beg you, Master Tan, to be a human being. 』
"I went... I just checked, is this really the case? ? ? Confused, didn't it mean that the agent squeezed and exploited the artist and didn't give him the resources? 』
"Golden agent, the star he brought out can go around Tan Yizhe three times, hand in hand, you can estimate how much money you have in your hand. Even if the endorsement fee is all paid to the agent, it is not necessarily whether they can see it or not. Do you need him to make money? 』
…
The newly refreshed comments were terrifyingly dazzling, and the assistant shivered instinctively, and cold sweat broke out instantly behind his back. Skilled in preparing to delete these articles, when I clicked on one of the comments, I suddenly hesitated.
Who will be sacrificed next... The agent, the driver, or him
The uncontrollable fear mixed with the desolation of the mournful death of a rabbit and a fox, his heart skipped a beat, the assistant's hand shook, the tablet fell on the hard ground, and the screen flashed twice before it was completely black.
"What's the matter - are you dizzy? Well, I'm dizzy too..."
The manager was taken aback, he quickly raised his hand to help him, and sighed worriedly: "Tomorrow, the little artist will have new resources, and the live broadcast of "Can I Eat", I heard that if the performance is good, it will be permanent - permanent Ah, I haven't brought back anything for Tang Ge."
The assistant stood firm and shook his head, and after a long while of his heartbeat, he said in a low voice, "Take your time, it's all there."
"If I take it slow, I guess I'll have to get out of here soon."
The agent gave a self-deprecating smile, shook his head heavily, picked up the tablet and walked out: "Brother Tan said, I will find an outsourced team tomorrow, and when the little artist comes out during the live broadcast, the barrage will be madly swiped. I have to go out and get in touch... don't sleep again tonight."
The assistant stood where he was, did not follow, his eyes dimmed quietly.
At seven o'clock in the evening the next day, the live broadcast of "Can I Eat" started as scheduled.
Lu Yunsheng's role was publicly solicited by the program group. According to the strict requirements of netizens, there was no language in the whole process. To express his meaning, he relied on holding the reminder boards prepared by the program group, and strived to play the role of a walking reminder throughout the whole process.
At the time of the public solicitation, many people were fully looking forward to the effect of the revised version, and some people were worried that it would be superfluous. It was hard to wait for the revised new program to be launched, and many viewers started the live broadcast early.
This time, the location was chosen in a forest at the foot of a mountain near the water.
Although he was the same overnight hit as Tan Yizhe, Liang Ming was much more approachable and had a good sense of variety. In just ten minutes at the beginning, I had a smooth encounter with the resident guests.
It is still hot in recent days, but the location of the program group is not much less comfortable than the air-conditioned room because it is close to the mountains and rivers, and there is wind in the forest. The scenery in the forest is quiet, and the refreshing green screen evokes the strong yearning of netizens in a blink of an eye, and the barrage asking for coordinates fills the screen in an instant.
Several people walked into the depths of the forest, and suddenly noticed something, all raised their heads, the camera raised, and landed on a figure among the branches.
The barrage was quiet for a moment, and suddenly the number increased sharply, squeezing the screen tightly in a blink of an eye.
"My God, what kind of fairy-like appearance is this?? Did the show team suddenly add filters?!"
"Two guests came today?! Is there such a powerful appearance??"
"I don't often mix with the entertainment industry and have little knowledge. It's a one-stop process to find new guest names and Weibo live broadcast room numbers! I'm going to take this face for dinner!"
"I don't know if you are in the circle... Whose lost brother is this? No one is going to take it away (*≧з)(ε≦*)"
…
Gu Hanshan followed the camera crew behind, distractedly guarding the live broadcast room, watching the barrage whizzing past on the screen, the corners of his lips couldn't help curling up, and he reported the barrage that was going to carry people.
his home.
Not lost, not to carry.
Fortunately, some people suspected that the program team suddenly became crazy and added a filter - Lu Yunsheng was sitting among the branches, wearing a pure white short-sleeved sportswear with a full sense of design, and a bright red armband that was conspicuous. The exposed skin is also porcelain white and delicate, and it doesn't mind falling in the dazzling sunlight, which makes people's heart pounding at first sight.
As if he didn't know how good-looking he was, as if the boy who naturally lived in the forest tilted his head slightly, his left leg was bent and lightly stepped on the branch, his facial features were delicate and his brows were warm and beautiful, his clear black eyes were gentle and clean, and he was facing the tree under the tree. The visitor looked around curiously.
"It's really good, better than any seedlings you brought before."
He was happy to see it, and the director couldn't help but poked his head over and glanced at which scene almost made the barrage collapse the server: "But—he just sits on it like this, doesn't he really need the help of the show team to come down?"
When the design came out, Lu Yunsheng insisted on choosing this one, but Gu Hanshan actually indulged him to the end. The director was really worried that the child would jump off the tree and go straight to the street, so he specially found a rescue team to follow him. He was already worried all the way, for fear of any live broadcast accident.
What they are doing is an online roundup, and the live broadcast format is the first attempt in the platform. The funds in their hands are quite tight because they have to approve the coordination documents and run around the world. The servers they use are also eliminated by other live broadcast platforms. , stuck at every turn, and was also complained by netizens for the poorest program group in history.
If there is any live broadcast accident, maybe the server will be squeezed and exploded...
"No, he's in good health."
Gu Hanshan smiled, looked up and looked through the crowd, falling on the agile figure.
Lu Yunsheng seemed to know where he was, and looked over at that moment. His eyebrows turned towards him, his bent left leg exerted force, and he held a vine in his hand to take advantage of the momentum.
"pretty!"
The director couldn't hold back, he blurted out a compliment, and grabbed Gu Hanshan: "Where did you get the baby from?! I'm not bragging to you, just relying on his appearance, coupled with our current traffic, it will be available tomorrow. Tens of thousands of people are preparing to check the coordinates to steal him..."
Gu Hanshan: ? !
The golden agent sat up straight and turned around vigilantly: "Really?"
"Really, don't lie to you, the last time we got this treatment was the roasted whole rabbit we made."
The director didn't know what he was worried about at all, and touched his chin contentedly: "No thanks, you can just lend us two more days..."