Qin Ran raised his head and carefully looked at the middle-aged man in front of him.
I don't know when the kind smile on the other party's face disappeared, leaving only a mysterious expression, and the other party's eyes were shining with greed.
Obviously, the other party will not tell him what the second link is for free.
"In no mood."
Qin Ran simply shook his head.
Relying on cheating to win a victory seems easy, but you will lose more.
Qin Ran firmly believed in this.
It's like when you modify your own character when you are playing a game, although you get a momentary pleasure, you will be extremely disappointed in the end.
You lost the opportunity to experience the fun of a game.
More importantly, Kieran never believed that there would be no pies in the sky.
When she just left, the reminder from the makeup artist was too obvious.
The other party obviously didn't expect Qin Ran to refuse so simply, so he couldn't help being taken aback.
However, immediately, the other party recovered, and a kind smile appeared on his face again.
"I was just joking."
"How can I, an assistant director, know the following confidential content?"
"Nice to meet you, 2567."
"Good luck for the rest of your life!"
The other party seemed to be fine, and hurriedly left the dressing room after speaking.
But Qin Ran looked at the back of the other party and narrowed his eyes slightly. Although the other party's words were concealed just now, Qin Ran still caught something.
When mentioning 'assistant director', the other party's articulation could not help but increase, and when it came to 'confidential content', the other party's kind smile showed more irony.
Kieran believed that his place would definitely not be the end of the opponent.
I also believe that he will not be the last to refuse.
I also believe that there will be more people who choose to agree.
The allure of instant fame was too great.
So big that many people gave up their original persistence.
Even, in the eyes of more people, such giving up does not violate their own persistence at all.
or…
Their persistence itself is to become famous in one fell swoop.
Who knows
Qin Ran leaned back in the chair again and began to perfect his plan. He also needed such an opportunity, but he chose to do it in his own way.
Boom, boom, boom.
There was a knock on the door.
The make-up artist stood at the door, holding a tray with two paper teacups and a paper plate filled with snacks and biscuits.
Qin Ran glanced over the tray.
"Please come in."
He said so.
"This is the afternoon tea service of our TV station."
"Coffee, cookies and mango mousse."
"Do you need sugar and milk?"
The makeup artist walked up to Qin Ran.
"I will do it myself."
Qin Ran raised his hand to the fruit tray, and after adding enough milk and sugar to the coffee, he raised his hand to pick up the cookies. The slightly warm cookies were obviously freshly baked.
When the sweetness spread on the tip of his tongue, Qin Ran's indifferent expression relaxed slightly.
Then, he raised his hand and picked up the mango mousse.
Different from the baked cookies, the mango mousse was obviously taken out of the refrigerator, with a slight chill, Kieran can be sure that the inside must have been frozen more solidly. At this time, it should be left for a while to get better It tasted great, but Qin Ran picked up a piece and took a big bite.
Cold sweetness followed by warm sweetness.
The sweetness brought by different temperatures is naturally different, but after the combination of the two, there is an inexplicable sense of comfort and satisfaction.
Qin Ran's eyes narrowed. He picked up the coffee, took a sip, and narrowed his eyes.
It is different from the fragrance of tea.
The full-bodied coffee has a more intense bitterness.
Therefore, milk and sugar become the best companions.
Mellow becomes fragrant.
Very tasty.
Under the stunned gaze of the makeup artist, the afternoon tea on the tray disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Thanks."
After Qin Ran swallowed the last biscuit, he thanked him.
"You didn't have lunch?"
The makeup artist asked in a daze.
"have eaten."
Qin Ran replied.
"and you?"
The make-up artist pointed at the tray in puzzlement.
"good appetite."
Qin Ran answered seriously.
"So do you need some more?"
The make-up artist looked at the empty tray, recalling how Qin Ran ate just now, and couldn't help but feel the excessive salivation, bursts of hunger welling up in his heart, he wished he could eat something right away, of course, this time The makeup artist did not forget Qin Ran.
"OK."
Qin Ran nodded without hesitation.
After the makeup artist ran four times in a row, Qin Ran was called by his name again.
It was the assistant director surnamed Li whom I met once before.
The other party twisted his chubby body and looked at Qin Ran cautiously.
Television stations are the fastest place to disseminate information. What happened to the host, cameraman, and lighting engineer before has already been spread in a short period of time.
'It's like being watched by a wild beast! '
'The whole body is trembling, and I don't listen to the command! '
'I almost cried out of fear! '
Such descriptions can be seen everywhere, even if the person who made such a description has never seen Qin Ran.
Coupled with the fact that this column is called 'Spiritualist', some wild guesses were added to Qin Ran.
The reason why mystery is so attractive is not only that it represents the unknown, but more importantly... the unknown brings fear.
Just like the deputy director surnamed Li at the moment.
Looking at the expressionless Qin Ran, he always felt that everything about him had been seen.
Including the good ones.
Also includes the bad ones.
"You, you come with me."
The deputy director surnamed Li stammered and walked downstairs quickly.
If possible, the other party didn't want to get in touch with Qin Ran at all, just like the host Max who simply refused to host the segment where Qin Ran appeared.
It's a pity that he doesn't have the status of Max.
I can only bite the bullet.
And, end such contact as quickly as possible.
Qin Ran followed behind the other party, and quickly entered the studio downstairs one after the other.
Unlike the previous corridors where hosts, lights, cameras and players were removed, this studio has hundreds of spectators.
And when Qin Ran walked in, the audience applauded one after another.
Obviously, they saw what Kieran had done before.
Of course, it is not ruled out as routine.
In order to make the studio look less empty, some group performances are necessary. Although it seems a bit cheap to sit for several hours in a row and only get paid for a meal, there is still an endless stream of people facing the curiosity of the TV station, especially It's young people.
But at the moment, most of the audience on the stage are young people.
When Qin Ran's eyes swept over these people, these young people were also looking at Qin Ran.
Compared to other players, Kieran in front of him was really ordinary.
No crystal balls, no wands, no feathers, and no mysterious tattoos.
Ordinary, usual.
Except for his expressionless and cold appearance, which is a little surprising, he is completely an ordinary person.
It has nothing to do with the rumored psychic.
The thoughts of the audience represent the thoughts of other contestants.
The four weirdly dressed contestants standing on one side of the stage either looked at Qin Ran with disdain or provocation, until the host's voice came from the studio
"Welcome everyone!"
"I'm Max!"
"For a small reason, I need to appear later, but now the stage belongs to you!"
Following these words, the stage shook slightly.
Three airtight boxes measuring one meter square rose from the inside of the stage.
"See these three boxes?"
"We put a special item in one of the boxes, and all you guys have to do now is stand in front of the box that you think contains that special item."
"Start now!"
As soon as the start sound from the stage sound system fell, four contestants dressed in strange shapes went straight to the box on the far right of the stage.
And Kieran
He chose the middle.
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