The topic went from dark cooking to the influence of food on the body, and finally to how attractive the food of the motherland is to foreigners when everyone is abroad.
"When I was working part-time off-campus, I met many friends because I could cook hot pot, and we still keep in touch now," Ning Xi said with a helpless expression, "Among these friends, several of them have become successful people in the industry, but every When I contacted me the next time, I never forgot to mention about cooking hot pot, which shows how attractive our Chinese cuisine is."
"Then you can invite them to come and play with us, and make sure that they can't walk without eating." Zhao Ming patted the table heroically, "We Dahuaguo can do everything, but we can't do it."
"Okay," Ning Xi said with a smile, "I asked Brother Zhao to be the host at that time."
"Yes, yes, Brother Zhao is the host."
The other guests followed suit, making the atmosphere of the scene very lively. When the recording of the final program was about to end, everyone felt that they had not talked enough.
"The topic is unlimited, the time is limited, and the show is coming to an end," Zhao Ming showed a reluctant expression to the camera, "According to the past practice, we still have to give the special guests one minute today, otherwise how can it be called It's a special guest, right?"
The camera cuts to Ning Xi, and Ning Xi has an expression on his face that I heard everything: "I knew that the special guest who gave red envelopes on the show had no status, but I didn't expect it to be so low." She made a grievance expression. , tilted his head in front of the close-up camera, "I hope everyone will support this show, and strive to keep the ratings and clicks of this episode going up and down, so when I come back as a special guest next time, I don't need to send it. The red envelope is given to Brother Zhao."
"Hey, didn't you tell me not to mention the red envelopes? Besides, the director will deduct my salary," Zhao Ming gestured to block the camera, "This is the time for the special guests today, and I invite the guests to say something. Summarize."
After the guests finished speaking, Zhao Mingcai said to the camera: "Thank you for watching this episode, and I am very grateful to Ning Xi for being a special guest in this episode and bringing us joy, thank you."
"Thank you Brother Zhao, thank you for the care of the program team and all the guests." Ning Xi bowed slightly, then waved goodbye to the camera, "Goodbye to the audience."
After the program was finished, Zhao Ming cheerfully said to Ning Xi, "Ning Xi, come to our program as a guest next time when you are free."
"If Brother Zhao doesn't dislike it, it's fine for me to be a resident guest." Ning Xi replied with a smile.
"That's not good. You have such a good reaction on the spot. You are a resident guest, so how can the audience notice me." Zhao Ming waved his hands again and again.
Other guests saw that Ningxi and Zhao Ming were able to chat, and several guests knew that Ningxi was currently popular. In order to increase the topic, they took a photo with her and posted it on Weibo.
Netizens saw that several guests of "Happy Conversation" posted photos with Ningxi, so they all guessed that the special guest in the next issue should be Ningxi.
Some people wondered what the topic of the next issue would be, and some netizens took the guest's head down and replaced it with their own face to pretend to take a photo with the goddess. Some people even took out Ningxi's photo and stored it in the computer to lick the screen.
Of course, there are also some Ningxi black fans who are not yin and yang in Weibo talking about vases like Ningxi, and they will definitely not let go of this kind of joyful and funny talk show.
This kind of black fan has any artist, and fans are too lazy to argue with this kind of black fan, so as not to attract black fans to their own artists.
When Zhang Qingyun went to Ningxi's house, he saw that her hair was disheveled, she didn't put on makeup, and she was wearing wide pajamas, he hurriedly closed the door and said helplessly: "I really should let those fans who call you a goddess come and see you. appearance."
"I'm letting go of myself and reducing the pressure on my mind. An old-fashioned man like you won't understand," Ning Xi yawned, washed the cup and poured water for Zhang Qingyun, "Didn't you say give me a few days off, you Why are you here again?"
"I have a few scripts here, you can take a look at them," Zhang Qingyun added, "This time they are all heroines or heroines. See if you are interested."
"Hmm." Ning Xi nodded, opened the curtains in the living room, the sunlight from outside came in, and the whole room suddenly brightened.
Zhang Qingyun looked at the house, there were a lot of green plants and decorations, but he always felt that there was a lack of vitality in the house. Turning his head to look at Ning Xi, who was drinking water with his head down, "I'm here this time, and there's something else I want to talk to you about."
"What's the matter?" Ningxi put down the cup, put her hair behind her ear, and looked at him with a smile.
Facing this smile, Zhang Qingyun hesitated before speaking: "I heard that you had a dispute with the Chen family son in the crew?"
Chen Shaohua is also a well-known figure on the Chinese wealth list. If Ningxi has a dispute with his son, if it spreads to the boss's ears, it may be unfavorable to Ningxi.
Ning Xi knew that this matter could not be hidden from Zhang Qingyun, and it was not surprising to see him ask, she lowered her eyelids slightly: "Well, there is such a thing."
"You... know each other before?" Zhang Qingyun knew very well in his heart that with Ningxi's emotional intelligence, he wouldn't be so disrespectful to the young master of the Chen family for no reason.
"I know, why don't I know," Ning Xi curled his lips and said, "Brother Zhang, don't worry, I won't make it difficult for the company."
"That's not what I meant," Zhang Qingyun frowned, "I'm just worried that this matter is not good for you."
Ning Xi smiled and shook his head: "Brother Zhang, do you remember what I said when I signed the contract with you?"
Zhang Qingyun's complexion changed slightly, and after a while, he said, "You said you want money and fame."
"Yeah, fame, fortune and money are good things." Ning Xi smiled lightly, "So you don't have to worry that I will have a hard time with popularity."
Zhang Qingyun's hand holding the cup trembled slightly, and he coughed dryly: "I heard news recently that President Chang intends to enter the entertainment industry and may invest in the entertainment industry in the near future, which is a good thing for our industry, There will be more resources in the future.”
Ning Xi nodded, she reached out and grabbed a script casually, and the title page of the script read "Rouge Three Lives".
Zhang Qingyun glanced at it and talked about the general plot of the script: "This is a women's play, and the script is well written. Using rouge to talk about women, these three women are in different life backgrounds, have different personalities, and the characters are created. It is very full. But there is a big disadvantage. The concept of love in this play is too realistic and may not please the female audience. "
"Whoever said that female audiences only watch love dramas, this is your men's narrow understanding of women." Ning Xi rolled his eyes at Zhang Qingyun, "Brother Zhang, your thinking is too dangerous, it's unacceptable."
Zhang Qingyun: Whose thinking is more dangerous? !
"Then look first. Recently, a company is going to look for you as an endorser. I'll go back and check their product reputation first." Zhang Qingyun knows very well that as a man, don't argue with women easily, because you can never guess How powerful a woman's eloquence can be when debating.
After leaving the apartment where Ningxi lived, Zhang Qingyun received several calls from the media, all of whom wanted to interview Ningxi. After he politely declined, he turned the car and went to the company.
As the boss of an entertainment company, Li Jianhui can't be called No. 1 in his methods and courage, but he is definitely the most kind boss in several relatively large entertainment companies.
However, no matter how kind the boss, after hearing that his artists dared to tie up the second generation of the rich and powerful, he would secretly feel worried.
"Qingyun, you're here just in time, I heard that the artist you brought seems to have some trouble with the young master of the Chen family?" Seeing Zhang Qingyun coming in, Li Jianhui hurriedly waved to him, "I also know that some of the rich family's young masters have a bit of trouble, but Ningxi's temper is a bit too big."
"Boss, I've asked Ning Xi about this. It's really not to blame for Ning Xi." Zhang Qingyun didn't expect that even the boss knew about this, and he didn't have time to think about who was the one who told the secret. "Young Master Chen didn't investigate this matter, and we all pretended not to know how to deal with it coldly."
"Sigh." Li Jianhui sighed, "Now our entertainment industry seems to be developing fast, but in fact the competition is greater than before. We finally won a female artist, but don't compromise."
It's not that he is too careful, it's just that Jiu Ji's luck in cultivating female artists is too bad.
"Knock knock!"
Li Jianhui's secretary walked in and said in a slightly excited tone, "Boss, Mr. Chang, the president of Chang's, said he wanted to see you."
"Who are you talking about?!" Li Jianhui suddenly jumped up from his chair, looking at the secretary as if he were looking at a magpie that suddenly could talk again, "Say it again!"
"President Chang..."
"Then what are you doing standing here, go and invite someone over!" Li Jianhui dropped the pen in his hand, "Wait, I'll pick it up in person."
He walked out of the door in a hurry, then turned to the secretary and said, "Take out the jar of Dahongpao that I treasured, and use the best set of cups to make tea, hurry up."
"Yes!" The secretary trotted on the high heels, as if the ten-centimeter high heels didn't exist at all.
Zhang Qingyun followed Li Jianhui into the VIP lounge, and he was always there at this time. Obviously, he was just casually sitting on the slightly rustic leather sofa, but it made people feel different and felt ashamed. .
"Mr. Chang's visit to our company is really full of brilliance and brilliance." Li Jianhui shook hands with Chang Shigui with a bright smile, and then asked earnestly, "I wonder if Mr. Chang has come recently, for the sake of …”
"I just passed by your company downstairs. I remembered that the artist I admire is also in this company, so I came up to see." His eyes fell on Zhang Qingyun, and he nodded reservedly, "Mr. Zhang, we meet again."
"Hello, Mr. Chang." Zhang Qingyun suddenly remembered the awkward atmosphere that night. I wonder if this Mr. Chang heard what he said about Ningxi.
Chang Shigui smiled at him, and then said to Li Jianhui, "I'm very sorry for coming here in a hurry. I don't know if it bothered President Li."
"Don't disturb, don't disturb," Li Jianhui said with a smile, "I wonder who is the artist Mr. Chang admires?"
Thinking that the more famous artists in his company are all men, Li Jianhui feels that he can't look directly at Chang Shihui. No wonder it is rumored that this person is not close to women. It turns out...
"She is the artist Ning Xi brought by Mr. Zhang. When I visited the crew some time ago, I found that her acting skills are quite aura. I found out that she is an artist under President Li." Chang Shigui said this and smiled. , "It just happened that I was more interested in the entertainment industry recently, so I wanted to talk to President Li about this."
Li Jianhui wiped his face in shame, he felt that he needed a pack of decontamination powder, his ideological realm was too dirty.