In the morning, I rubbed Song Hai's car to the TV station. I got out of the car and saw a lot of fans holding light signs and banners outside the TV station. These fans wore uniform support shirts, and most of them were men.
Sometimes when big-name artists come to accept visits or participate in shows, such grand occasions will occur, and it is no surprise that they have long been seen. Yan Xi didn't look at it much. When he entered the door, he met Xiao Yang, and the two chatted while waiting for the elevator.
"I heard that there is a crew coming to promote the movie today. The male and female protagonists are big names in the front line. The recording started at 2 o'clock in the afternoon. Fans came to guard the door early in the morning." Xiao Yang felt a little distressed, "Wait from morning to afternoon, Those entertainers don't necessarily pass them through the gate, what are they going to do?"
"Picture them to be happy," Yan Xi straightened his loose hair, "this is probably a spiritual need, they enjoy the feeling of pursuing idols and the satisfaction of watching the artist grow slowly, as long as they don't Affecting life is actually a good spiritual entertainment.”
"You seem to be making a lot of sense," Xiao Yang noticed that other people came over and stopped talking about the topic of artist fans. She smiled at Yan Xi and stopped talking.
The elevator door opened, and before Yan Xi and Xiao Yang entered, a few people stepped forward to guard the elevator door, letting the woman wearing sunglasses go in first.
Several assistant bodyguards surrounded the woman, dividing the woman and the others into two worlds. She was high above, and the others were ordinary people. Xiao Yang felt a little frightened and did not dare to go in.
"Mr. Shen, hello." Yan Xi recognized the woman as Shen Xingyan, the first sister in the stage, took the initiative to greet her, and dragged Xiao Yang into the elevator.
Shen Xingyan took off her sunglasses and smiled at her: "Hello, you are the host of 8 TV stations, Yan Xi?" She remembered this girl and met at the elevator door a few months ago.
"Yes," Yan Xi noticed that Shen Xingyan's bodyguard had pressed an extra number, which was exactly the floor where the eight stations were located, "I was a little surprised that Mr. Shen knew me."
"I've watched the show twice, and the host is very good." Shen Xingyan looked at this young female host. She was the same age more than ten years ago, and she was still doing the job of handing over microphones to the host. Now she can see that she is tender and tender. The younger generation, there is a feeling that time is a butcher's knife. No matter how well-maintained, the skin of a nearly forty-year-old is not as fresh and tender as a young man. "If you work hard, there will be more opportunities in the future."
"Thank you, Teacher Shen." Yan Xi was slightly taken aback, and she bowed slightly to Shen Xingyan.
Just when the elevator arrived, she respectfully said to Shen Xingyan, "Mr. Shen, the eighth platform is here, bye."
"Yeah." Shen Xingyan nodded and waited for Yan Xi and Xiao Yang to get out of the elevator before putting on the sunglasses.
"Sister Shen," the assistant whispered in her ear, "This seems to be just the host of a small show?" What does it mean to be popular on the Internet for a few days, the current Internet celebrity is not as good as Meteor, when the popularity passes, who will still remember? With Sister Shen's status, a famous host that even the national TV station wants to poach, why is she so kind to a newcomer
"Hosts don't matter," Shen Xingyan said indifferently, "Those who persist and have ideals are worthy of my respect."
She has been struggling for so many years and has long given up many principles, but she has some respect in her heart when she sees a host like Yan Xi who really wants to do something. Although I don't know how long Yan Xi's heart will last, at least now she adheres to a certain principle.
The assistant understood what Shen Xingyan was saying and didn't dare to say more.
"Ah, it was such a good opportunity just now, I should have taken a photo with Teacher Shen," Xiao Yang felt as if she had lost millions, why was she so cowardly just now that she didn't dare to say a word, "Xiao Yan, can you? It's amazing, even Teacher Shen knows you." No wonder she can only be behind the scenes, and Xiaoyan can be the host, and with her courage, she really wants to appear in front of the camera without stuttering
"It's amazing," Yan Xi squeezed Xiao Yang's hand, "My palms are all sweaty."
Xiao Yang took the opportunity to squeeze her hand, "I didn't feel the sweat, but the hand is so soft, you don't do housework at home?"
"Occasionally I still have to wash the dishes and mop the floor," Yan Xi patted her hand away, "Female pervert!"
"Do you occasionally do it every five days, or once every half a month?"
Yan Xi was speechless, does she look so lazy
"What female pervert?" Chen Pei handed a report to Yan Xi, "This is the topic of the news reports these two days, you can choose it yourself." The program team has more and more right to speak, even Chen Pei does not force her to do any subject, but plans several ideas and lets Yan Xi choose by herself.
Yan Xi looked through the information and found that the cheating man disappeared for ten years and returned from a serious illness. His ex-wife took good care of him; Helping her husband to raise an illegitimate child, how does the illegitimate child make a living now? He went to a certain university. In order to make up for his tuition, the original spouse let his child give up their studies and fully supported the illegitimate child's studies.
"These are some touching stories," Yan Xi removed them from the data, and said with Chen Pei, "If we report these again now, some old viewers may like them, but if they are put on the Internet, we will be attracted by more people. Young people scold."
"The audience of our shows is originally the elderly group," Chen Pei advised. "Who are young people watching these shows?"
Yan Xi shook her head: "Sister Chen, which of these news materials are living for themselves, I'm exhausted looking at them." She didn't force others to have the same values as her, but asked her to praise this kind of behavior. She even made a show to move more people. With her current temperament, she really couldn't do it.
"I'll take a look, maybe there are more suitable ones." Yan Xi rummaged through a pile of materials and found a news material about a food delivery man saving a child. This material is very inconspicuous in a pile of materials, but Yan Xi has an idea.
"Sister Chen, why don't we contact this food delivery man and follow him for a day?" Yan Xi tried his best to convince Chen Pei, "The audience of the show group is older, and they must appreciate such a diligent young man. We You can try to do a test of the water, and if it is successful, you can still shoot in the industries of cleaners, waiters or teachers in the future, what do you think?"
Chen Pei doesn't quite agree with this point of view. Most of the people who order takeaway now are young people. The old people prefer to eat their own meals. They haven't had much contact with this kind of work.
But she saw Yan Xi's eager expression and nodded in agreement. Anyway, the food delivery person is not a sensitive subject. They have even done the firefighter subject, so the food delivery person is not a problem.
The big deal is that the ratings are close, not a big problem.
Other stations have racked their brains for ratings, and only such a small local station can be mysteriously calm when faced with ratings.
The program team quickly got in touch with the food delivery man, and made an agreement on the weekend, because Yan Xi just didn't need to host "" Lunch News " on this day.
After a preliminary understanding, Yan Xi realized that the food delivery man had to get up before 6 in the morning, and he had to grab orders with his peers, not waiting for the store to allocate them.
In the morning, she struggled to get up. When she was putting on makeup, she almost used the liquid foundation as a barrier cream. Fortunately, she was very strict with her image in front of the camera, so she was barely able to cheer up.
Heaven is not beautiful, it is raining today, and the rain is not small. When Yan Xi met the food delivery man named Zhou Qiang, the sky was still dark.
Zhou Qiang looks very ordinary. When he smiles, his two dimples are looming, and he is very shy. He looks a little thin in a raincoat. It is really difficult to connect him with the hero who saved the child.
"Don't be nervous, what you usually do, how do you do it today," Yan Xi saw that Zhou Qiang was a little nervous, and smiled and comforted, "It's raining a bit today, so be careful when you ride your bike."
"Okay." Zhou Qiang wiped his hands, grabbed a deal, and rode an electric car into the rain.
Yan Xi and Zhao Peng quickly got into the car and followed him.
Sometimes Zhou Qiang would deliver several meals at the same time. In order to prevent the rain from getting the food wet, he specially packed the food boxes in a large leather bag and delivered meals from home to home according to the route.
This kind of work is boring and boring. Zhao Peng followed him for a few hours. Zhou Qiang changed two battery boxes, but he didn't get any interesting material. He took a sip of water and turned to look at Yan Xi. shoot?"
"Shooting." She didn't want to take pictures of conflicts, but to take pictures of the daily life of a food delivery man.
"Okay," Zhao Peng shook his head and said, "I really don't understand the thoughts of your young people." As a showrunner, it is interesting to expect conflicts. For example, if you encounter unruly customers, or the store has a bad attitude. Who knew that he followed all the way down, the store was polite to the courier, and the buyers who ordered takeaway were also happy. Sometimes even if Zhou Qiang was a few minutes late, they didn't complain, but instead said that it was raining today, so hard work.
If there is no conflict, there is no topic, and what program do you do if there is no topic
At noon, Zhou Qiang invited them to his house for dinner. The cook was his new wife. The house where the couple lived was old and small, but kept clean. In order to entertain Yan Xi and Zhao Peng, Zhou Qiang's wife took a two-hour leave at noon and cooked several dishes for them.
These dishes are not uncommon for Yan Xi, but they can feel their enthusiasm.
"Nothing good, I'm going to fry one of my specialty dishes for you," Zhou Qiang washed his hands, went to fry another dish and placed it on the table, beckoning them to take a seat, "Come, sit down."
The table is a bit old and clean.
Yan Xi noticed that his wife liked Zhou Qiang's specialty dish very much. Perhaps this specialty dish was originally fried for his wife. While eating, Zhao Peng took some shots of the couple.
After eating, Zhou Qiang didn't have time to rest. He wiped his mouth and continued to grab and deliver orders. He was like a tireless spinning top. When he grabbed an order, he would be extremely satisfied.
After ten o'clock in the evening, although there were still many people ordering, Zhou Qiang did not grab the order, but rode his bike home and bought a bag of fruits in the fruit shop.
"After ten o'clock in the evening, many people like to order late-night snacks. Why don't you grab the order?"
"You can't drive fatigued, if something happens, your family will be worried," Zhou Qiang put the fruit into the leather bag, smiling a little embarrassedly, "My wife has to get off work at this time, and I just went to pick her up and go home. Well, it's too late and she'll be worried."
Yan Xi smiled: "I can see that you love her very much."
"What do you love or not?" Zhou Qiang was a little uncomfortable with this disgusting adjective. "She is already suffering from following me. I can't let her worry anymore. When we have enough money, we will go back to our hometown to do some small business. "
Yan Xi didn't ask him anything. They followed Zhou Qiang to pick up his wife from get off work until they got home and said goodbye to them at the door.
When the door was closed, Yan Xi saw that Zhao Peng had turned off the camera, "Brother Zhao, take a close-up of the door."
This is a door that has been stripped of paint, and the surrounding walls have also fallen off, but there is a calligraphy letter Fu in the middle, and the background of the blessing is red and bright.
She took out her mobile phone and took a picture of Fuzi, and when she got back to the car, she posted a circle of friends.
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When I woke up in the hotel bed in the morning, I turned to such a message. Yuan Yi's heart skipped a beat, as if he had swallowed a large block of ice, and it was as cold as the wind was blowing. He touched his face, only to find that his fingertips were surprisingly cold.
Opening the address book, he dialed Yan Xi's number without thinking.
The phone rang for a long time before someone answered the phone, but before he could speak, Yan Xi's roar came over.
"Yuan Xiaoer, how much hatred do you have with me?! Calling in the middle of the night?!"
Yuan Yi stared blankly at the sun outside the window, and suddenly realized that he was still on a business trip abroad, not in China.
He didn't sleep well the first day, and was woken up again in the middle of the night the next day, Yan Xi didn't care who the caller was, he was so angry that he could set off a sky-high cannon, "Big brother, young master, if you have something to say, just wait for me if you have nothing to do. Kill!"
Yuan Yi covered his ears that were almost deaf, and thought blankly, yes, why did he suddenly call
"I... I..." He suddenly had an idea, "I'm going back to China the day after tomorrow, just to ask if you have anything you want me to bring?" Yesterday, he heard his assistant complain that relatives at home asked him to buy things on his behalf, such as lipstick or something. Skin care products, all kinds of shades can drive people crazy.
"Brother, why did you call in the middle of the night for this?" Yan Xi felt that he wanted to kneel to Yuan Yi, and rolled on the bed several times before he suppressed the depression in his heart, "I don't want anything, I just want to. sleep."
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"Then go to sleep." Yuan Yi just finished saying this, when he heard the other end of the phone can't wait to hang up.
The chest is so tight.
In the middle of the night, Zhang Wang vaguely remembered that he seemed to have received a call from someone, but he didn't remember a word of what he said.
I opened the call log and saw that the bastard Yuan Xiaoer, who is abroad, doesn't treat the domestic night as midnight! But what did he say last night
Yuan Yi stood in front of a beauty counter with a stiff expression: "Give me a set of lipsticks."
"One set?" the shopping guide repeated in a foreign language.
"Yes, in all shades."
Zhang Wang said that to make women happy is brand-name bags and brand-name jewelry, but he felt that it was not very reliable, so he searched the Internet again and found that the answer with the most likes was lipstick.
The respondent said that to make a woman happy, there is nothing that lipstick can't solve. If one does not work, there is a whole set, and there is always a color number she likes.
I don't know if Yan Xi can look at the lipstick's sake and ignore his behavior of waking her up last night. She always felt that she would be able to run over his feet with high heels if she didn't buy something to apologize.
Obviously she didn't do anything excessive in front of him, why was he so afraid? Could it be that the image of her smashing the gangster with high heels was too deep in his heart
"Boss, Lingtang likes this brand of lipstick?" The assistant looked at the whole set of lipsticks and secretly calculated the price in his heart.
"It's not for her, it's for a friend of mine." Yuan Yi remembered that there were many female relatives in the assistant's house, "Do many young women like this lipstick?"
The assistant nodded: "For... girlfriend?"
"What girlfriend?" Yuan Yi put the lipstick on the car seat, lowered his eyelids and said, "I don't have the heart to coax women, I'm just an ordinary friend of the opposite sex."
Send lipstick to ordinary friends of the opposite sex? The assistant looked at the boss and stopped talking.
Now that ordinary friends of the opposite sex are treated so well in front of the boss, what else can he say as an assistant