As soon as Rong Yuheng went to the backstage, Pu Zaixi rushed up and gave him a big bear hug, "That's great!"
Rong Yuheng was held so that both feet were off the ground, fluttered twice in the air, struggled to no avail, and then gave up categorically.
He didn't know where Pu Zaixi got so much energy.
Pu Zaixi was excited enough, so he landed Rong Yuheng. The whole process was very solemn, showing a solemn sense of ceremony.
Coupled with the expression of Rong Yuheng being squeezed to the point of suffocation, it was like flying the flag at half-staff.
Shan Qi has been waiting in the background since he came off the stage. After watching the solemn landing ceremony, he also walked over and patted Rong Yuheng, "The atmosphere at the scene is not bad."
Rong Yuheng's memory was like a goldfish. As soon as he received a compliment, he immediately broke away from the tragic atmosphere.
He bent his eyes and smiled, the peach blossoms in the corners of his eyes reflected the lights on the side, vivid and bright, "Brother Qi, are you worried about me?"
Shan Qi nodded, "Well, I'm afraid you won't be able to catch me. It seems that I'm worried for nothing."
Rong Yuheng felt moved, and hugged him with open arms, "Thank you, brother."
About ten meters away in the corner, Wen Zezhen's eyes stayed on the two of them for half a second, then turned to Ke Ting, "Mr. Ke, I'll go to the bathroom first."
"it is good."
Wen Zezhen got up and walked outside.
Seeing that Wen Zezhen was gone, Ke Ting couldn't sit still by himself, so he also stood up and walked among the students in the background, like a veteran patrolling officer, unable to bear the loneliness and trying to sneak in.
After several failed attempts to infiltrate, he sadly discovered that he was just an outsider after squeezing garlic in.
Ke Tuantou wandered around in the crowd, and then turned his attention to two inconspicuous people beside him.
As Zhou Shubai and Zou Yi were talking, Ke Ting suddenly appeared silently in their field of vision - and the latter's eyes were so blazing that it was completely impossible to ignore.
Two people, "...!" Grass.
Ke Ting concealed the eager expectations in his pupils, coughed lightly, and pretended to be reserved, "What are you talking about?"
Zhou Shubai and Zou Yi looked at each other with a hesitant expression on their faces. The latter thought for a while and then raised his hand to touch him, "Just in time, tell Teacher Ke."
Ke Ting originally asked casually, but he didn't expect something to happen, so he couldn't help but stunned, "What's wrong?"
Zhou Shubai glanced at him, then turned to Zou Yi. After receiving the encouraging look from the latter, he said, "I'm a little worried... The last time I performed, there was a problem with my ear back."
"What!" Ke Ting didn't expect such a thing to happen, his eyes widened, "How could this happen?"
As he spoke, he pulled Zhou Shubai aside and asked seriously, "Mr. Qiao, do they know?"
"I told Mr. Qiao later, and after Mr. Qiao responded to the program team, my family came over directly." Zhou Shubai pursed his lips, "My family didn't want me to debut."
Ke Ting was speechless for a moment. Not far away, there was music on the stage mixed with the voices of the students joking and laughing in the backstage, but the large area in front of them was filled with silence.
After a long while, Ke Ting suddenly reached out and picked up Zhou Shubai, turned his head and walked towards the director team.
Zhou Shubai exclaimed like a chick, "Mr. Ke!?" The chicken father Zou Yi was also taken aback and quickly followed.
Ke Ting's frowning brows revealed a trace of solemnity, "I will accompany you to find Director Chen, don't worry, the teacher will take care of you personally."
…
Rong Yuheng and Shan Qi talked for a while, and they thought of Zhou Shubai. I don't know how he is now, do I need an egg peeler to touch him.
"I'll go find Brother Shubai."
Pu Zaixi glanced around, "He and Brother Yi were still there just now?"
Rong Yuheng said, "I'll go ask."
He went to the other end, just in time to see Shi Lu chatting with several students. When I asked, I found out that Zhou Shubai and Zou Yi followed Ke Ting, as if they were heading towards the director's team.
Rong Yuheng was a little worried, and after thanking several people, he went to the director's team.
At this time, most of the students were either in the backstage or in the rest room, and there was no one in the corridor. The TV station has been built for many years, and the overhead lights in the corridor are a little old. One of them is not bright. The lights are calmly shining down above Yuheng's head, reflecting the shadows under his feet.
Just after turning around a corridor, a tall shadow suddenly fell on the front - Rong Yuheng was startled, and conditioned reflexively, he turned sideways, and then hit the wall with a "bang"!
"Hiss..." He gasped in pain, this time was too sudden, not only was Rong Yuheng scared, but also the person on the other side.
Before Rong Yuheng could raise her hand to rub her shoulders, a large palm reached up, and the temperature of the ironing sheet was transmitted to the skin through the thin shirt, and she gently rubbed it twice.
"Are you all right?"
Rong Yuheng looked up when she heard the words, "Mr. Wen?"
Wen Zezhen frowned slightly, and stared intently at the shoulder that the former hit, the strength of his subordinates was neither light nor heavy, "The old injury is not healed, and you want to add a new one?"
Rong Yuheng pouted, "Who made you appear suddenly?"
Wen Zezhen gave a good-natured "um", and kept pressing and rubbing her hands, "blame me."
Rong Yuheng was pressed comfortably, like a snoring puppy, humming. He hummed a few words and realized that he seemed to be a little too brazen, so he enjoyed the services of the actor, and he felt at ease.
"It's alright, alright..." Rong Yuheng withdrew a little and said to Wen Zezhen, "I'm going to find Brother Shubai, Mr. Ke seems to be taking him to the director's group."
Wen Zezhen stared at the peach blossoms in the corner of his eyes for two seconds, and asked, "I'm not comfortable pressing it?"
Rong Yuheng was stunned for a moment and blurted out, "It's comfortable."
Immediately, he felt something was wrong, "Oh no, Mr. Wen, I'm not telling you about this... Mr. Ke took Shubai to the director's team. I want to go and see. Do you think it's okay?"
Wen Zezhen got a satisfactory answer, and finally began to receive people's words, "Don't go, Teacher Ke is very reliable."
"Oh... good." Rong Yuheng bowed his head a little unwillingly, the two of them were silent for a while, he was a little embarrassed, and was about to leave when Wen Zezhen's hand suddenly came up.
Rong Yuheng, "?"
Wen Zezheng pressed his shoulder stubbornly, and then massaged it skillfully.
Rong Yuheng, "???"
He felt that everything in front of him was a bit magical - he was standing at the entrance of the brightly lit corridor of the TV station at the moment, and the actor was doing massage for him with one hand!
Wen Zezhen didn't seem to think that there was any problem, and commented while pushing back, "Your bones are growing upright, but the blood is not particularly smooth. It's already a little lumpy, so go for a massage when you have time."
"..." Rong Yuheng was in a complicated mood. He opened and closed his mouth. After holding it for a long time, he finally couldn't hold back, and his tone was sincere.
"You are so young and have a successful career."
Wen Zezhen's hand paused, his eyes showing doubts.
Rong Yuheng, "It's unnecessary to plan for a side business so early."
Just want to touch Wen Zezheng, the former's small shoulder, "..."
I'm not here to practice.
With Ke Ting escorting Zhou Shubai, Rong Yuheng felt that there was no need to worry about it, so he followed Wen Zezhen to the rest room.
The topic of massage was tacitly ended by the two of them in the unspeakable silence, and Rong Yuheng thoughtfully opened another topic,
"Brother Sun said that after this promotion, he gave me a place in a variety show."
Wen Zezhen said, "Very good, what variety show?"
""Guests Come From Afar", there is a half-hour cutscene."
"It's okay, you behave well." Wen Zezhen paused, then said, "There will be many people who like you."
When Rong Yuheng heard this, his mood brightened. His happiness was easy to understand, and it was all written on his face—the corners of his curved mouth were raised, his chin was raised involuntarily, and his face was shining, showing a kind of extravagance.
Wen Zezhen glanced at it, and somehow felt happy too.
He had guessed that Rong Yuheng's family background might be very good, and the remarks during the audition should have been misinterpreted. Thinking that the environment in which the latter grew up was not as bad as he thought, a trace of happiness appeared in Wen Zezhen's heart.
Like a piece of treasure that never got dusted.
Rong Yuheng was in a good mood, and his words became more and more, and a small mouth kept babbling, "If you want to record a variety show, what about the training camp?"
Wen Zezhen said, "You haven't received the notice yet, and Teacher Qiao will tell you when you go back today—the training camp will be looser, and the tutor will not come every day. After this promotion, the people who stayed are basically There will be companies to contact and sign contracts, and some of the trainees who have delayed their work because of the draft will also resume work. In short, you can enter the circle and work in the circle while training."
"Is this still possible?" Rong Yuheng had never been in the circle before, so he didn't know there was such a mechanism, so he suddenly burst out with a desire for knowledge, "What about the recording of the show?"
"It's your choice." Teacher Wen answered patiently, "Generally speaking, the job you receive will be better than the resources of our program, so if you have a job, go to work first. The program group is automatically recorded by the camera 24 hours a day, without wasting manpower.”
After he finished speaking, he saw the former's hairy head dangling in front of his eyes, and the palms of his hands tickled and wanted to snort twice.
Before he could make a move, the head melon suddenly stopped.
Wen Zezhen's eyes moved down the top of his head, and he saw Rong Yuheng take a step back suspiciously, his eyes showing vigilance.
Wen Zezhen paused, "What's wrong?"
Rong Yuheng, "It's nothing, maybe it's a light problem..."
He considered his words and said carefully, "Mr. Wen, your eyes just now looked like they were glowing green."
The green light of the hungry wolf.
"… "
Wen Zezhen looked away lightly, and blinked his eyelashes. The actor buff instantly got on his body, and there were only clear eyes in his pupils.
He turned his head again and said softly, "You're wrong."
Rong Yuheng looked at it again, "Well, indeed. I'm sorry."
Wen Zezhen showed generosity at the right time, "It's okay."
The author has something to say: Wen Zezhen: When it comes to acting, I am a professional.