"Don't expect, don't want to see, get out!"
"Actually, I still want to see it. I want to see what kind of demon Tang Youan is going to do this time, hahaha!"
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Tang Youan looked at those comments and couldn't help holding his forehead. Look at other people's reviews, and then look at yourself. I have to say that the original body is really unrestrained and loves freedom, and it is probably the only one who can lose the popularity of the whole people.
On the other hand, after receiving Xu Ying and Tang Youan, the producer and director of the program group chatted while walking.
"Brother, I still feel a little embarrassed. Wouldn't it be too low-level to let Tang Youan come to our show?" The producer frowned, "Our show has always been high-end."
"Now I still insist on what to do with high-end and not high-end. Just like what Zixi said, the show has always been too serious and too serious, and the masses are tired of watching it, so it gradually declines. At this time, I came up with a When Tang Youan comes, it will attract a lot of people to watch. If she behaves badly, maybe everyone will be watching while complaining and can't bear to cut the stage. After all, they all want to see how she is embarrassed. If she behaves well, everyone They will all be stunned, and then I can't help but want to see what else is hidden in her stomach, right? Didn't our group reach a consensus during the meeting before?" Going to the smoking area, the director took out a box of cigarettes and a lighter, lowered his head and lit it. He squinted his eyes and exhaled smoke rings, "It's better to be a dead horse and a living horse doctor."
"Also..." The producer nodded.
On the other side, Song Xici had just finished filming a scene wearing a fish tail, wrapped in a thick coat, and with the help of an assistant, he returned to the chair with chattering teeth and sat down, and took a cup of warm water from another assistant. After taking a few sips of hot water, he managed to regain his senses.
"Sister Ci, look!" At this time, Xiao He opened the phone and handed it to Song Xici.
Song Xici was stunned for a moment, then took a look and saw that Tang Youan was about to participate in the recording of the Moker program, and was instantly dumbfounded.
This guy, why has his luck become so good all of a sudden? Can you still be on this show
Since this incident happened suddenly and urgently, the recording task is also imminent. Tang Youan hadn't watched a few episodes and didn't do much homework, so it was her turn to record.
Still, she has largely figured out the format of the show.
It is probably that the host will give the questions, and then the participating guests will choose the correct answer. Finally, the judges and guests will come to analyze some of the questions and the allusions of the answers.
However, from the few episodes Tang Youan watched, Tang Youan has already figured out the routine.
On the third day after signing the contract, Tang Youan went to record the program with the program team.
As soon as the show started, it was dark all around the stage, only a beam of light fell from the center, while Tang Youan was wearing a white improved Hanfu, sitting in front of a guzheng, slowly raised his hand and stroked the strings.
The hand touches the string, the string touches the wood, and the sound is made. When the first syllable burst out, it caused a male professor in the jury to open his mouth in surprise, then closed his mouth and nodded solemnly.
And Song Xici, who had just arrived at the backstage, listened to the tune and watched Tang You'an playing the guzheng calmly on the stage. Unconsciously, the rhythm was also brought into a certain artistic conception.
A few minutes later, the song was over, but the big guys in the field were stunned, as if they were still immersed in the lingering reverberation, and it took a while before they responded and clapped their hands.
"First of all, we welcome our guest of this season, Little Bell Tang Youan, to the show. I heard that the name of your self-composed song is "Talk to the Gifted", what's the meaning of it?" The host wearing high heels and a white waist-pinch suit Ren Cao Xin walked up to the stage and stood beside Tang Youan.
"It doesn't make any sense, it's just for Xi." Tang Youan replied.
After hearing Song Xi's speech in the background, he raised his lips and said "idiot".
"Yo yo yo! Take a look, this feeling is here to show affection?" Cao Xin looked at the audience and spread out an arm.
"It's not to show affection, I just want her to know that I'm also very good at playing the guzheng." However, Tang Youan retorted.
"Isn't this called show affection?" Cao Xin opened her eyes wide.
"It's rumored that Xiu's love dies quickly. She and I both want to live a long life and don't want to die quickly." Tang Youan replied seriously.
Cao Xin was stunned for a few seconds, then smiled: "You are so humorous, this is not a show of love, so why don't you write a first gift to me?"
Tang Youan looked at her, as if she was down, as if she was in a dilemma.
Cao Xin choked again. This guy doesn't play cards according to common sense.
Tang Youan thought for a while, then said, "I can teach your partner to compose and play the guzheng, and let him write it for you."
After speaking, as if he still felt something strange, Tang Youan tilted his head with the microphone. But everyone in the audience laughed.
As for Song Xici, he was already laughing in the background until his stomach hurts. This stuff is really...
"Okay, okay, it's a deal! Speaking of which, when you came to the show this time, many people on the Internet said they didn't understand. What would you like to say to them?" the host asked again.
After listening to Tang Youan, he fell into the shutdown mode, stared at a camera dazedly, and then turned to look at the host: "I'm not what I used to be, I want to speak well, and persuade them to be tolerant and stop scolding me for the time being, they will Don't you scold?"
Cao Xin was stunned: "It's a little overhang."
Tang Youan made an "oh" and turned his head: "I'm very fierce, and my swordsmanship is very good. Don't bully me. If you bully me, I'll make you cry."
Cao Xin didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "So Haosheng couldn't speak, so he turned to verbal threats?"
"May be successful?" Tang Youan asked.
"I don't know, you are really funny haha!" Cao Xin smiled and shook his head, "Okay, please go over there and take a seat."
Tang Youan walked over and sat down next to a row of professors. The professors all turned their heads and smiled at her, thinking that the impression was not bad.
Immediately afterwards, after Cao Xin was in the blah blah blah, he invited out today's contestants.
Afterwards, Cao Xin stood aside, looked at the contestants, and held the microphone: "The first question, may I ask, which of the following poems refers to friendship. A. One of them parted ways, and they were silent. B , The youngest left home and the eldest returned, and the local accent has not changed, and the hair on the temples has faded. C. I miss you every day, but I drink the water of the Yangtze River. D. There are no travelers on the ancient road, and I only see you in the cold mountains."
After a while, the players pressed the select button one after another.
There are three groups of correct answers, and two groups of wrong answers are A.
So at this time, Professor He Chengxue stood up and said a lot of knowledge points to Liu Changqing, the creator of answer D.
After listening to He Chengxue's words, Tang Youan nodded, "Exactly. To be precise, the poem in item A was written by the poet Lu Zhaolin when his brother set off from the prosperous Chang'an for the difficult and dangerous Shu Road."
At this time, Cao Xin on the stage was stunned again. The program team had previously asked her to treat Tang You'an as a vase, after all, she had no ink on her chest. As a result, it doesn't look like a person without ink.
An episode was recorded from morning to night, and it took a full ten hours to record it.
Tang Youan's performance has always been very good, and everyone was a little stunned, feeling like he had met a fake Tang Youan.
After the recording, Tang Youan began to look for Song Xici as soon as he returned to the backstage.
After looking around, I saw Song Xici and a makeup artist sitting in a corner. Song Xici fed the makeup artist something to eat, and then the two of them didn't know what they were talking about, and they looked very happy. In the end, the makeup artist put one hand on Song Xici's shoulder, and then approached her and whispered something in her ear. The two finally laughed together.
"Ah, Mr. Song, you are so beautiful, can I take a photo with you?!" At this time, a girl in the background screamed and jumped over, standing in front of Song Xici, and said with a red face.
"Okay," Song Xici glanced at the work card she wore on her chest and read her name, "Is that Li Xiaochen sister? Come, stand next to me!"
"Hmm!" After the little sister nodded frantically, she stood next to Song Xici, opened the screen of her phone, opened the beauty camera, and held it high in the air, "One, two, three!"
Since the little sister is really too short, it is estimated that she is only 150. In order to take care of her, Song Xici also squatted a little shorter.
With a click, the photo was taken instantly. But the little sister was not satisfied, she pouted again, and said with watery eyes, "Mr. Song, can I have a hug?"
Tang You'an looked at them and didn't say a word, just pulled the hairband off his head and threw it on the dressing table.
"Okay!" At this moment, Song Xici smiled and thanked him, then opened his arms.
So, the little sister instantly fell into her arms and hugged her fiercely.
After hugging, another staff member walked over to Song Xici with a bowl of oden with a blushing face: "Mr. Song, can you sign my autograph for me?"
"Okay." Song Xici continued to nod with a smile.
"Hmm! Then please sign my name on my back! Can I draw a big peach heart again?!" The staff's eyes lit up.
"Ok!" As Song Xici spoke, he unscrewed the cap of the marker and signed her autograph.
Tang Youan felt that it seemed that when Song Xici was with anyone else, he was more comfortable and happy than when he was with himself.
Finally, after a lot of tossing, Song Xici noticed Tang You'an who was standing on the side.
"Hey, okay? Hurry up, change your clothes, and then let's go home!" Song Xici ran to her.
Tang Youan nodded and turned slightly to the side, but after thinking about it at last, he turned around and stretched out his hands to hang in the air.
Song Xici was stunned for a moment, and then gave her a strong slap: "Okay, let's go."
Tang Youan didn't speak, just nodded, and took his clothes to change there.
After coming out of the program group, Tang Youan and Song Xi resigned and got into the car one after the other, and the whole person looked a little dull.
"Hey, this lady Tang, I said, what's wrong with you? You look so bad." After returning home and turning on the light, Song Xici turned around and poked her.
Tang Youan shook his head, and after a while, he turned to look at her again: "I just want to ask, in the eyes of Xi Ci, what kind of existence do I really have? Does Xi Ci not like me?"