Gao Qin relayed Ma Rui's words to Jia Zhiqing, and immediately received a huge backlash.
Jia Zhiqing clattered the table. "Such a good opportunity, such a popular show, it's so hard to get it, how can you just give up?!"
Gao Qin casually turned his pen, "No matter how popular the show is, the host must be able to support it."
Jia Zhiqing gradually became immune to his poisonous tongue.
Feng Yalun's experience is to replace the object of his speech with Gao Qin himself, but he is self-reflecting.
"Xiaobai can't afford it?" Jia Zhiqing snorted coldly, "Have you read it online? The official website of "go! go! su... super star" is full of discussions about Xiaobai. See how much Shi Daming has? strip!"
"Then why don't you post a poll and ask, if the two hosts have to choose one, Shi Daming or Xiaobai? Or post a post and ask, who will Luo Peijue and Xiaobai choose?"
Jia Zhiqing said firmly: "The program will always encounter bottlenecks, and the audience will get tired of watching the same scene and the same scene all the time. I think Xiaobai is doing very well now."
"It's good to be judged as a cannon by insiders for offending the Heavenly King and Queen?" Gao Qin sneered.
"There is a lot of hype now, and the more hype, the more topical it is, the more popular it will be."
"To hype and talk? That's easy. You let Xiaobai take off his clothes and go for a run around the city center, and you're guaranteed to make him famous all the way overseas!"
"You..." Jia Zhiqing was so angry that he wanted to jump, but he couldn't refute.
"Do you want Xiaobai to be epiphyllum? Or pine and cypress?" When Gao Qin said this, he suddenly felt a little absurd. It was as if the meeting just now had been re-enacted, except that he had become Ma Rui and Jia Zhiqing had become him. "If it's epiphyllum, then let him continue to shoot, from the master to the little shrimp, don't let anyone go. When the time comes, the entertainment industry will be bloody, and I see if Xiaobai still has a foothold."
Jia Zhiqing muttered twice, "It's a big deal, I'll tell him to be more careful when he speaks in the future."
"He has not been trained now, so how careful can he be? At most, he will not speak. Does the host not speak properly? Do the audience turn on the TV to see his static smile? Why not look at the photos of their ancestors, and bless them? , to shelter the descendants."
"..." Jia Zhiqing fully realized that Gao Qin's tongue was so poisonous that he was invincible and invincible. "I think if you and Xiaobai co-host a show together, it will be very interesting. I've also thought about the name of the show. It's called "No Drugs, No Husbands" or "The Master of Five Poisons."
Gao Qin ignored his teasing, and continued: "I'll call the TV station later to explain this matter. You watch Xiaobai carefully, you want him to stand out, make him popular, and supervise his training courses."
Jia Zhiqing was discouraged: "So Xiaobai's work is only two-dimensional."
Gao Qin raised his eyebrows, "You should happily say that fortunately there are still photos of Xiaobai's work."
"You￥￥#%＠#%#"
Gao Qin rubbed his chin, "You and Feng Yalun are really hard brothers and sisters, neither of them can make progress. The vocabulary of swearing has been the same for years."
Jia Zhiqing said bitterly: "Do you want me to download the latest version online and update it?"
"Are you sure you will?"
"I￥#＠##￥"
Back home, Xiaobai was trying to learn English words on the bed.
Jia Zhiqing considered how to speak, "Xiaobai."
"Huh?" Xiaobai raised his head blankly, and abcde jumped up and down in his eyeballs like fleas.
"Are you having a good time in the program group of "go! go! su... super star"?"
Xiaobai thought hard, "It's okay."
"If, I mean if..." Jia Zhiqing licked his tongue and said, "You can no longer host this show..."
"Then I must ask the director to count the money to me." Xiao Bai clenched his fists.
"… ah?"
Xiao Bai stretched out two fingers, "Last time and this time, he already owes me two sums."
Jia Zhiqing breathed a sigh of relief, and slumped on the sofa, "Okay, I will definitely chase it back."
The exhaustion after relaxing gradually hit him, and he felt that his eyelids were drooping.
Xiao Bai's hand suddenly reached out, stroked his forehead, and then withdrew.
"Zhiqing."
"Um?"
"Remember why we entered the entertainment industry?"
Jia Zhiqing regained consciousness a little bit, "Yeah."
"So, we just have to work hard to make money."
He barely opened his eyes.
Xiaobai sat cross-legged on the sofa, the long bangs on his forehead drooped, half covering his eyes while reading, his face was full of concentration and seriousness.
Xiaobai resigned from "go! go! su... super star", the official website is full of mourning.
Complaining posts, mourning posts, protest posts, gloating posts... all kinds of posts emerge in endlessly.
A magic stick jumped out and said it was because after Luo Peijue left, "go! go! The feng shui of su... super star has been broken. If you want to restore the old mountains and rivers, please dial 134********.
There are also netizens who volunteered to recommend themselves and offered to provide photo resumes, hoping to be selected.
In short, the current official website can be summed up in one word - chaos!
But the person involved was completely unaware that netizens had discussed the reasons for his departure to page 56 in just one morning, and what he was thinking about now was—why did he have to come to this kind of place for dinner
After Yan Su'ang finished ordering, he looked at Xiaobai with a smile and said, "We've been locked in the elevator together anyway, and we're considered friends in distress. It's also appropriate to come out to have a meal together to celebrate the successful escape. Why do you put on a stinky face of being hijacked?"
Xiao Bai looked at the menu in his hand in confusion, "But the things here are too expensive."
Yan Su'ang snapped his fingers, "I treat you."
After doing this action, he regretted it a little. His behavior just now was like that upstart showing off to his girlfriend on TV, not only lacking temperament, but also a bit insulting. He thought about it, and was about to explain, but he heard Xiaobai happily say, "Then thank you so much."
Yan Su'ang glanced at the menu, "Why don't we have another serving of ice cream for dessert." Seeing Xiaobai nodding, he thought complacently: In this way, it will add up to more than five hundred yuan, right
Xiaobai doesn't talk much when he eats.
From Yan Suang's point of view, he treats food with a devout heart, watching him eat is a kind of enjoyment.
The meal was uneventful.
When Yan Su'ang finished paying the bill and walked out of the restaurant, Zhuang Ruo casually joked: "Well, this meal is 678, which is a bit more expensive than Feng Yalun's clothes. In this way, I should be considered a very good person right?"
Xiaobai said: "But you ate more than three hundred."
"..." Yan Su'ang turned and walked towards the garage, turning his back to him and said, "Come back tomorrow!"
Although ncc has officially announced that Xiaobai will leave "go! go! su... super star", but Jia Zhiqing still couldn't let go. After all, it is such a good opportunity.
So when he received Gao Qin's call, his tone was not very polite.
"... ate gunpowder?"
"Didn't you feed me?" Jia Zhiqing was still angry.
Gao Qin said leisurely: "It's a pity that the bomb didn't kill you."
"..." Jia Zhiqing pinched the phone desperately. Anyway, this phone was issued by the company, if he is strong enough, he doesn't mind pinching it out of shape.
"I have something to tell you."
"It's needless to say it's bad news, let's burn it to our ancestors." Under his influence, Jia Zhiqing's skill of poisonous tongue has greatly improved.
"NCC is going to start a new program, and I'm looking for Xiaobai to be the guest host. If you think it's bad news, you can burn it to your ancestors yourself." After Gao Qin finished speaking, he hung up the phone with a snap.
Within two seconds, Jia Zhiqing's phone was tracked down.
"Really? What show, what do you do? With whom?"
"It's a life column, dedicated to discussing those who are heartless and unfilial sons. The director feels that Xiaobai is powerful enough to take on important responsibilities."
"... This doesn't fit Xiaobai's image, does it?" Their family Xiaobai is going to follow the idol route. Wearing the most fashionable clothes, wearing the most open hairstyle, bringing the most stalwart fans, and talking the most fashionable words... No, it's what he says, and whatever he says is fashion.
Gao Qin shattered his fantasy with one sentence, "No money is the best image. In a word, do you want to do it?"
Jia Zhiqing curled his mouth, "Do it!"
Xiao Fuping has been in ncc for 22 years and is one of the oldest hosts in ncc. So although he is not as powerful as Yan Su'ang in NCC, he still has a certain status.
He is very cautious about the newly launched program "The Lowest Enemy".
Although the ncc executives have decided to let Xiaobai be his guest partner, and promised to replace Xiaobai immediately if his performance is not satisfactory, Xiao Fuping still decided to personally weigh his weight.
So he specially asked him out alone through Imat.
Originally, Jia Zhiqing wanted to follow, but was stopped by Gao Qin. His original words were: "You can't bring a nanny on the show, Xiaobai has to adapt to this situation in advance."
Therefore, Xiaobai had to go to the meeting alone.
Xiao Fuping chose a teahouse.
At seven or eight o'clock, there were not many people, and a few old men played chess in a circle.
When Xiaobai arrived, Xiao Fuping was chatting with a skinny old man about fishing experience, and he didn't seem to notice him coming in.
Xiao Bai found a seat by the window and sat down, then ordered a pot of the cheapest tea, and waited quietly.
Xiao Fuping saw that he sat there for a long time without being in a hurry, and he didn't come up to disturb him, so he began to like him faintly. So he bid farewell to the old man, walked to the seat opposite him and sat down, "Zeng Bai, right?"
Xiaobai's big eyes flickered for a moment, then he nodded obediently.
Xiao Fuping was about to have a grandson, and it was the time when he was the least resistant to such a lovely junior. Seeing his well-behaved appearance, I secretly felt wronged for him to those who spoke ill of him. No matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like a sharp tongue.
"Do you know what I want from you?"
"Yeah. Zhiqing said that I want to co-host a new show with you."
"Do you know what show it is?"
"About heartbreakers, unfilial sons and the like."
Xiao Fuping nodded, "In a word, they are sluts. Our purpose is to expose them and satirize them. Of course, we also hope that they can abandon evil and do good."
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Xiaobai nodded with a vague understanding.
Seeing his stupid look, Xiao Fuping's enthusiasm faded a little, "Okay, let me ask you a question. Hypothetical, I mean hypothetical, a son cheated his parents out of their money and drove them out of the house, killing them. of them on the streets. What do you think of it?"
Xiaobai thought for a while, "Put a lightning rod on his son's head, and let him go out when there is thunder, so that he will be struck by lightning."
"..." He really was a cannon. Xiao Fuping held out his hand solemnly, "We will have a happy cooperation in the future."
Afterwards, someone asked Xiao Fuping why he chose Xiaobai.
Xiao Fuping said: "Singing opera always requires a bad face and a good face. I have always been a bad face, so it is very suitable to have a black face like Xiaobai. Moreover, these days I can quietly waste time waiting for others, and I have not yet There are not many people complaining. He respects the old and loves the young, he is a good boy."
Later, this passage reached Jia Zhiqing's ears, and Jia Zhiqing ran to Xiaobai curiously, "Why did you wait obediently and didn't go up to say hello?"
Xiaobai scratched his scalp in confusion, "Because I don't know him."
"..." Sure enough, things like the truth should be submerged in the torrent of history.