"... Moreover, the songs given by the producer..." As he said this, Atong turned his face away with some embarrassment, blushed slightly and pouted, "They are all the kind of songs that are all [beep-] when they are sung. In the song, more than half of the lyrics are missing the [beep-] sound. I also want to sing an inspirational and youthful song without the [beep-] sound, which is really distressing~"
[You are so worried! By the way, that’s you! It’s you! In reality, you are the one who sings that kind of thing! Why should you shift the responsibility to others! Jiang Cheng thought a little crazy, "Isn't it too late to complain like this in a place like this?" Is it too late to restore your innocent image? !]
"It's really distressing~" Atong said pretending to be distressed, and then stretched out an index finger and gently put it on his mouth, "Should we go to the producer to discuss it? I heard from the seniors that the producer seems to only I can stay in a private office on the top floor, but if I step out of the room, I will vomit blood and die~"
[What the hell kind of setting is this! Can I just stay here? Will you die once you get out? ! If the setting is like this, how can I strike up a conversation? The plot can't go on!]Jiang Cheng's whole body felt bad, but then suddenly, Jiang Cheng thought of something again, curled up his lips, and thought to himself: "No!" This is it! That's it, that's it! Now I totally get it! As long as she steps into my room, it will be considered a success! I already basically understand the direction of the plot! bring it on! Let out all your usual complaints!]
"But..." As he said this, Atong felt a little disappointed again, "My thirty-eight bedridden brothers may not be able to afford the medical expenses... If my sudden change of style leads to a decline in popularity, my Thirty-eight brothers may be affected by this..."
[So why does it have to be set to have thirty-eight younger brothers? !]Jiang Cheng complained crazily in his heart, [Isn’t your mother too fertile? No matter how you think about it, it’s impossible! It’s unlikely that one will be born in a year!]
"My..." Atong suddenly lay on the dressing table and sobbed, "...the thirty-eighth twin brothers...my sister is really distressed..."
[Three…thirty-eighth twins? !]Jiang Cheng's whole body was so charred on the outside and tender on the inside, "The sextuplets next door are terrible, why do you have thirty-eighth twins in your family?" ! This is already a miracle! By the way, when delivering a baby, didn’t the doctor fall asleep just like counting sheep because he was counting the babies? !]
Boom! There was a knock on the door of Atong's room, and artist A's voice came in at the same time.
"Atong-chan, regarding the announcement of next week's prank variety show, the higher-ups asked me to inform you and teach you some experience."
"Ah, please come in." Atong-chan quickly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, straightened his expression, put on a friendly smile again and looked towards the door.
Artist A opened the door and walked in with some A4 papers, pulled out a chair and sat down.
"What's wrong? The corners of your eyes are a little red, are you okay?" Female artist A looked at Atong and asked in confusion.
"It's okay, it's okay, maybe it's just a lack of sleep." Atong quickly replied with a smile.
"It's really the same no matter where you are. The newcomers are just different from us old people. They are really trying their best~" Artist A said with a sigh on his face.
"It's... not bad," Atong smiled awkwardly, "Speaking of what senior just said about next week's prank variety show..."
"Oh, here," Artist A said, handing several A4 papers in his hand to Atong, "You have been in the company for a while, and the higher-ups have arranged a whole day for you in order to increase your popularity. A Gu type variety show.”
"Um, it's a prank..." Atong-chan took the A4 paper handed over by Artist A, "You won't do anything weird, right?"
"It doesn't matter," Artist A waved his hands and said nonchalantly, "They say it's a prank, but it's actually just some boring stuff. When the time comes, just pretend to be surprised and let the audience be shocked when they see you. The scene is fine. Contrast, what the audience likes is the feeling of contrast. Even if you are not scared, you still have to pretend to feel like [Ah, you scared me to death!]. Do you understand?"
"I understand." Atong nodded.
"Well, since this is Atong-chan's first time participating in a prank show, I'm going to ask a few questions here." Artist A nodded and asked kindly, "Can beer bottles be used?"
"Beer bottle?" Atong was puzzled.
"That's it, that one," Artist A waved his hand and replied, "It's the kind of scene in the show where he is beaten up by a beer bottle."
"Oh, you're talking about the kind that often appears in prank shows on TV. By the way, the show I'm on also has that kind of plot." Atong-chan then realized and said with a smile: "But watch the show They are filled with bottles that are very rough in workmanship and can easily break when touched, so I think there should be no problem."
"How many real beer bottles can withstand it?" Artist A looked serious.
"Huh?" The expression on Atong's face suddenly froze.
[What kind of torture show is this! If it were a real beer bottle, I wouldn’t be able to carry one! ] Jiang Cheng thought frantically, [By the way, do people really watch this kind of show? ! No, can it really be broadcast? ! Is it true that it won’t be banned every minute? !]
Seeing Atong-chan's embarrassed expression, Artist A sighed softly and said, "It really doesn't work... Then is the explosive okay?"
"Explosives?" Atong asked doubtfully,
"It's like in the show where people say, "Bang!" from the top of the head! "The kind of explosion." Artist A explained.
"The explosives in the torture show only seem to have a loud sound and basically no power, right? That's no problem." Atong replied with a smile.
"How many sticks can a real explosive resist at most? Can about a hundred sticks be enough?" Artist A asked again.
"Huh?" Atong-chan's expression solidified once again.
[No way! Not even one of them will do! It will kill people! ] Jiang Cheng complained crazily in his heart.
Seeing Atong-chan's embarrassed expression, the female artist asked again: "Why don't you speak? Isn't that okay?"
"It doesn't seem possible, it looks like it could kill someone." Atong-chan showed an awkward yet polite smile.
"Huh? Will someone die?" Female artist A asked doubtfully.
[There is no need to ask this kind of question! He will obviously die! How can there be a show that uses real explosives to tease people! ] Jiang Cheng complained silently in his heart.
"Probably... yes..." Atong replied hesitantly.
"Is that true?" Artist A asked doubtfully, "How would you know if you don't try?"
Atong is silent…
[You don’t have to try to know this kind of thing!]Jiang Cheng thought frantically, [Can we get to the point quickly? Aren't you my reinforcements? Weren't they the reinforcements who sent her to the room? !]
Seeing Atong's embarrassed expression once again, Artist A thought of something, sighed softly again, and said: "I know, I know, if explosives don't work, what about gasoline? How much can I drink?"
"Hmm... about three liters..." Atong-chan replied subconsciously, but then he reacted and quickly waved his hands and changed his words: "Gasoline? No, no! Absolutely not! Not even a sip!"
"Stingy~" Artist A frowned and complained.
However, Atong-chan lowered his head and fell silent again.
[Is this a matter of stinginess? !]Jiang Cheng had the urge to smash the wall, [Seriously, is there really such a random prank show? ! Real beer bottles, real dynamite, and then people drinking gasoline? Do not make jokes! Is this no longer a prank show? It should be [a show that tortures people to death], right? Is it a show whose purpose is to torture people to death? !]
"Atong-chan, let me tell you, you should understand after becoming an artist, right?" Artist A sighed, and there was a hint of hatred in his words.
"What?" Atong asked confused.
"For artists, the most important thing is popularity," Artist A continued earnestly, "and appearing on variety shows is a very good way to increase your popularity. As long as your ratings are high, your popularity will be as high as sitting on a TV show." It’s rising like a rocket.”
"ah?"
"Drinking gasoline and blowing flames. If you can't do it to this extent, the audience will not be satisfied. You entered the industry late, and this is basically the case now." Artist A looked serious.
"This...this is really an incredible situation..." The corners of Atong-chan's mouth twitched unconsciously.
"But having said that, neither explosives nor gasoline can do it, so what can? Is it okay to walk through Jianshan Mountain barefoot? Is it okay to drink 100-degree boiled water?" Artist A then asked.
"It feels a little difficult..." Atong-chan twitched the corner of his mouth and showed a somewhat embarrassed smile.
"Then get up and play tricks." Artist A nodded and suggested.
"I always feel that the painting style has suddenly become ordinary." Atong-chan complained silently.
"When you're asleep, the camera suddenly comes in, and then you just get up and get shocked." Artist A explained.
"But...I am still a girl no matter what. Is this really okay?"
"Occasionally, you should give some benefits to the fans who like you," Artist A replied disapprovingly, "Kick open the corners of your pajamas appropriately to expose your thighs and so on."
"But..." Atong blushed, lowered his head and hesitated, "I still feel shy..."
"So if you want to pretend to be inadvertently exposed, you can't be too deliberate. If you are too deliberate, the audience will think you are a very frivolous woman. It is best to shape your personality into that of a somewhat confused idol. "Artist A reminded, "In this way, the ratings will definitely increase! Your popularity will also increase very quickly!"
"Yes...yes, then...if that's the case..."
"Hmm, not bad, not bad." Artist A nodded in approval, then raised an index finger and continued, "Expose your thighs, and then tie explosives all over your body...Bang! Then Atong-chan jumped out of bed in a panic. Get up! Get up and treat people with great success! Perfect!"
(End of chapter)