"Huh?" Atong's expression became dull again.
[What a perfect yarn! They said it would kill people!]Jiang Cheng was dumbfounded, [Can you get to the point quickly? The main topic is to ask her to come to my room, right? Should I let her express her dissatisfaction to me?]
Just when he thought of this, Jiang Cheng had a flash of inspiration, his eyes widened and he secretly said with joy: [I know! That's it! This is how you want to force her to come to me! I just want to make her dissatisfied and let her come to my place! Not bad! How many of you! I actually thought of this method! come on! continue!]
On the other side, looking at Atong who was holding the corner of his clothes with a reluctant look on his face, Artist A curled his lips and said with some disdain: "Tch, what? There are so many things to do. He is obviously just a newcomer, so... Are you too carried away?"
Atong felt aggrieved instantly, and tears appeared in the corners of his eyes.
"Ah, I get it, I get it, don't cry," Artist A sighed, and then said, "Then the whole-person show should be cancelled."
"Cancel?" Atong-chan asked doubtfully.
"Change the plan and change it to a talk show type of free talk." Artist A replied.
Jiang Cheng complained crazily in his heart: [Give me a moment! I should make the decision on this kind of thing, right? Am I the producer or are you the producer? ! Why were those who talked to themselves canceled? ! By the way, isn’t it my turn to appear? It’s been a long time! I think I only appeared once at the beginning, right?]
"What about the content? It's a free chat, but it should have some content," Atong-chan asked seriously, "What kind of topics will be discussed? I will prepare it carefully."
"No, no, that kind of thing doesn't matter." Artist A waved his hand and said nonchalantly.
"No!" Atong shook his head and said seriously, "You have to do it well! Take every minute and every second seriously, consider every sentence and every word carefully. I want everyone watching the show to You can admire my soul!”
"Um...your name is Atong-chan, right?"
"Yes, Atong-chan." Atong nodded.
"Let me tell you, you are a newcomer, right? Because you are a newcomer, you don't understand anything about the TV industry. To be honest, even if you make a program seriously, the audience will not watch it." Artist A said. He waved his hand and said casually, "After recording the video, I fast forwarded it. I quickly watched the online video. I read other people's opinions on SNS before I wanted to watch it. Don't pretend to point fingers."
"You still talk about things you get for free. Television was originally just for entertainment. We had to limit the scope of entertainment, but it ended up being half-baked. Now everything is harmonious and regulated."
"I always feel like... I'm suddenly getting serious..." Atong complained silently.
Artist A raised an index finger, and the expression on his face became slightly more serious, and continued: "It's a pity to throw away TV dramas that are tasteless, a critic of a news program that has no critical spirit, just when taking the train to work After reading news online, people act like they know everything. Yes, the world is indeed becoming more and more convenient. Even news from the other side of the world can be obtained instantly."
Artist A did not stop and kept chattering...
"But so what? Are we happy? The information has increased. Are we fulfilled? Has the emptiness in our hearts been filled? How much work do we have to do to make people satisfied? Filling the stomach is not as good as filling the stomach. This thing has already taken a lot of effort from humans. They spent the whole day looking for food and risking their lives chasing wild beasts..."
[so annoying! so annoying! ] Jiang Cheng on the other side has already collapsed a little, [A life mentor? ! How did you suddenly become a life coach? ! Do you really remember your purpose? !]
"Um..." Atong raised his hand to weakly interrupt Artist A, and asked tentatively: "Are you ready to discuss this topic in depth?"
"Too slow!" Artist A's tone changed and he scolded him seriously.
"Eh?"
"I've been waiting for you to quickly say something and make me stop!" Artist A explained with a serious look, "Well, what I just said are things I never said at all. What is the critical spirit? What's the pity that it's tasteless and abandoned? Please, can you take a look at the atmosphere? My mouth can't keep up with my brain, and I'm almost biting my tongue, and I don't know what I'm saying."
[Don’t you even know? ! ] Jiang Cheng held his forehead and looked speechless.
"So, if you don't give me a step up quickly, I will be very troubled." Artist A spread his hands and shrugged, "This is how complaints work!"
"Tucao?" Atong was confused.
"It's so hot and summery~" Artist A lamented.
"Huh?" Atong still didn't react.
"Complain!" Artist A scolded loudly with rolled eyes, "Complain to me! "It must be because it's so hot in summer!" That's right! "Huh?" What is it? If you are stupid, complain to me immediately! This is your job! "
"Well...I...my complaints are a bit..." Atong-chan said weakly, lowering his head.
"Then what can you do? You can't complain, and you can't use props. What else can you do?" Artist A said with a look of disdain.
"I…"
"Then let's stick to dynamite, five sticks will do." Artist A continued.
[Why did you go back again? ! Why are you back to the topic of explosives? ! ] Jiang Cheng really wanted to rush out and complain loudly at this time, but due to the character setting, he could only hold back, [No way! Absolutely not! Not even one of those things will do!]
Atong-chan pinched the corner of his clothes and bit his lower lip with a look of grievance.
"Okay, okay, don't make that expression again," Artist A sighed, and then asked: "Then let's talk about other topics."
[Is it finally time to talk about love?]Jiang Cheng felt happy, [After waiting for so long, are we finally getting to the point? Hurry up! I can't wait!]
"Other topics?" Atong was puzzled.
"About you, your characteristics and so on are just your selling points and specialties, right? Atong-chan's, as an artist's selling point." Artist A explained.
[Why is it still a topic about artists? !]Jiang Cheng was already impatient to the extreme, [Just stop it! By the way, that’s not the kind of question you should ask! It's me who is right! By the way, who among us is the producer? !]
"Selling point... selling point..." Atong crossed his chest with one hand, pinched his chin with the other hand, closed his eyes and began to think hard, "I... my selling point... my..."
"How's it going? Have you thought of it?"
"I...um...what is my selling point?" Atong said to himself, "What can I do? I am very ordinary. Why did I become an artist? I am obviously so ordinary. Girls... Speaking of ordinary, why do I exist in this world? Why was I born? In the end, who am I? I..."
[Stop! Stop it! Stop talking about this right now! ] Jiang Cheng covered his ears, [Too deep! This kind of question is not something that artists should think about at all! Just leave it to the philosophers! Forget about ordinary humans! never mind!]
"Hello? Are you okay?" Artist A reminded.
"Ah! I know!" Atong suddenly raised his head, "I already know! The reason for my existence!"
[Why did the topic go astray? !]Jiang Cheng was speechless.
"Are you...really okay?" Artist A asked with concern.
"It's okay!" Atong-chan replied seriously, "And I already know! I already know why I was born in this world! I must have appeared in this world to affirm myself!"
[Why? !]Jiang Cheng spit out a mouthful of blood, [Why did the topic go astray to such an extent!]
Atong put his hand on his chest and continued unhurriedly: "It's fine as it is. No matter who you are, they are born into this world. You don't have to think about selling points and features. There's no need! Just exist. Yes! Yes! People in the world will listen to my voice!"
Jiang Cheng wiped the uncontrollable tears on his face and complained silently in his heart: "What are you talking about?" I dont understand! Although it sounds reasonable, I don’t understand it! By the way, when can we switch to the topic of chatting up?]
"So, what do you do?" Artist A asked.
"Well," Atong smiled, "I don't know anything!"
Artist A:…
[In the end, you still know nothing? ! ] Jiang Cheng spat out a mouthful of blood again, [Today's broadcast is almost over, but in the end, you still know nothing? ! How do you go about striking up a conversation? ! What should I do with the theme? !]
Just when Jiang Cheng's madness was about to reach its peak, he suddenly noticed the phone on the desk next to him from the corner of his eye.
[Yes! Jiang Cheng suddenly thought of something and walked over quickly with joy in his heart, "If it doesn't work, I can only use this trick!"]
Jiang Cheng came to the desk, picked up the phone on the desk, and dialed the number at the front desk.
Du-du-du-
After several beeps, the call was finally connected...
"Jiang Chengsama, what's wrong?" came the voice of female artist B on the other end of the phone.
"The new artist who came to the company recently is called Atong-chan, right? Ask her to come to my office." Jiang Cheng cleared his throat and said, "Remember, let her come alone!"
[Say it!]Jiang Cheng felt a little relieved, [Although it sounds a bit like a pillow business (hidden rules), there is no way! This is all we can do! If they continue to act like this, they won't be able to get to the topic tomorrow!]
Thanks to Huangjin for the 100 starting coin reward from the book, and to book friend 141xxx0596 for the 100 starting coin reward.
Thanks to Huangjin for his two monthly passes, to Komori the dirty turtle for his two monthly passes, to Wandering Heart of the World for his two monthly passes, and to Masterdemon for his four monthly passes.
Thank you so much.
(End of chapter)