Wen Li's competitiveness is really strong. This strength lies in her ability to be lazy at ordinary times. Once personal grievances are involved, she will burst out with unimaginable perseverance and determination.
In the past two years, she and Zheng Xue have been secretly competing. If Zheng Xue blows up a TV series, she will blow up two. Zheng Xue is 300 days a year, and she is 365 days. She makes more money than Zheng Xue, and is more famous than Zheng Xue. She is superior to Zheng Xue in all aspects. It is best to make Zheng Xue feel uncomfortable when she hears her name.
The camera is installed in a concealed manner, and the sound reception effect is not as good as that of the microphone. On the monitor, only two people can be seen leaning against the wall and whispering to each other, and they don't know what they are talking about.
Zheng Xue next door is still acting coquettish, and that tone is really sweet.
Suddenly remembering my performance in the first issue, the more I think about it, the more I feel unconvinced.
Wen Li didn't eavesdrop on other people's hobbies at first, so she walked back and sat down, took a deep breath, and shouted: "Husband!"
There was no movement next door, obviously heard it.
Song Yan walked over and sat down beside her: "What's wrong?"
Wen Li said "speak louder" with her lips, then quietly tugged at his clothes, pointed her chin at the wall, "let them hear".
Most of Song Yan's emotional tension is used in the play, the role is clearly distinguished from himself, and he seldom speaks loudly in life. Wen Li thinks that he is too gentle, and the neighbors may not be able to hear him.
So the man cooperated with her and repeated it again.
She said, "My feet hurt after driving all day."
I've been on the means of transportation all day, and I'm afraid the total distance I walked was less than 2,000 steps. Song Yan lowered his eyes to look at her legs.
She wants style rather than temperature, and she only wears a pair of short jeans in the weather of more than ten degrees, just to show her long and thin legs when she is photographed at the airport.
This girl is born with excellent proportions. Since she became an artist, her innate conditions and acquired training have made her legs straight and slender, with smooth lines, no muscle texture at all, but she doesn't look thin at all. When she sits down, the gap between her legs is like With a slightly flattened arc, the ankle is the most skinny place, and the circumference of the thigh and thigh are both slender.
Song Yan squatted down in front of her and reached out to touch her ankle: "I'll rub it for you."
Still not loud enough.
She doesn't count on him anymore, the subwoofer is the subwoofer.
"You want to help me rub my feet? Really?" She pretended to be surprised and said, "You are so kind to me, I am so happy."
Now who would say "I'm so happy" all day long, and say it in such an exaggerated tone, everyone is a person who lives, and some words are only suitable for listening to in movies and TV dramas.
The staff on the monitor side thought the same way. They originally wanted to capture the most real side of the couple in private. Who knew that Wen Li expected them to observe in secret and began to act. If they were cut into the feature film, they might be caught Say the show has a script.
Song Yan wanted her to stop talking.
At this time, be obedient and just blush appropriately, the more exaggerated the less real.
But what she wanted was to listen to the next door, so he let her go.
There was no movement next door, probably because he knew that the sound insulation effect of this temporary room was not good, so he chose to shut up.
After rubbing for a few minutes, Wen Li shrank her feet: "It's okay, it's okay."
Song Yan stood up with his knees supported, and asked, "Does it still hurt?"
Um? Her legs don't hurt at all, she just pretended.
Doesn't he know
"Huh?" Wen Lixin wanted to play a full set, so she nodded cooperatively, "It won't hurt after you rub it for me."
Then he lowered his voice again, raised his eyebrows triumphantly at him and said, "It's more nasty than them, so it's maddening to them."
The two looked at each other, Song Yan, who was a tool person, really had no temper, so he reached out and pushed her forehead.
Wen Li's head was pushed back by him, but she wasn't angry, she smiled very proudly with the corners of her lips raised, although she said that she didn't show her teeth, there were still a few humming and happy laughter from her lips .
Song Yan sighed, and then laughed twice.
The staff didn't know what they were laughing through the monitor. Inexplicably, the laughter was also contagious through the screen. Several staff pursed their lips and laughed.
The director only felt that it was a pity: "Stage manager, next time this kind of test must remember to trick them into bringing the microphone in advance."
"Then do we still use the material of the eye-to-eye laugh?"
"Let's use it." The director is a man in his forties, with a girlish heart, and he knows what little girls like to watch these days. "Cut a short video with background music, and get millions of likes."
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It was already night when we came out of the radio and television building.
The supper culture in Star City is very developed. As soon as the plane landed this afternoon, everyone in the team was already discussing where to go for supper.
Finally, choose a store that is very popular on social apps.
Because it is not far from the radio and television building, many artists will eat supper in this store after the recording of the program. Over time, it has become a star store and a holy place for artists to check in after get off work.
Wen Li didn't want to go at first, she really likes supper, but now she comes to a city where supper stalls are everywhere, and there are traps and crises everywhere.
But because today's supper is Song Yan's treat, no matter how reluctant he is, he can only bite the bullet and follow.
The two teams shared a table, and the TV set on the top of the wall was showing variety shows. These men and women who often deal with entertainers on weekdays and work in the glamorous entertainment circle are no different from all office workers. They completely unloaded after work at night. Overwhelmed by the burden of work, they laughed loudly.
Wenwen was sucking the crayfish, sucking down the spicy oil in her mouth. The pain from the chili strongly stimulated the tip of her tongue. She coughed several times, and finally took another sip of iced Coke, sighing contentedly: "It's cool!"
"..."
Wen Li bit her chopsticks and swallowed.
Wenwen looked at her with pitiful eyes, and handed a shrimp to her: "Sister, why don't you take a bite? Just take a bite and it's fine."
"Since you have said so, I can't refuse, so I-"
Before she could speak, she opened her mouth impatiently, motioning for Wenwen to feed her.
Lu Dan on the side said abruptly: "If you eat one, you will get a second one, and if you eat the second one, you will get a third one. I am not surprised that you are so greedy that you can make five catties a night. Don't pretend to be pitiful with me if you have diarrhea tomorrow. You still have to go to the gym, and you are not allowed to come out for less than three hours."
Wen Li closed her mouth in disappointment.
She turned her head to look at Song Yan's table again. The public's body requirements for male artists are not as strict as those for female artists. He has better self-control than her, and he often goes to the gym, so he doesn't need to control his diet. Now he is following Several familiar staff clinked glasses of wine.
Later, a few people came to toast, and Wen Li didn't refuse. While talking politely about hard work, he drank a few drinks boldly, and not long after, he went back to the hotel to rest by reason of dizziness.
Wenwen is young, and everyone is not good at persuading her to drink, so she is the only one who can drive her back to the hotel.
Wen Li sat in the back seat and opened the car window to blow the air. The bustling scenery along the way made people dazzled. Compared with the exquisitely decorated shop windows, such a citizen's life is the most comfortable and leisurely.
She sighed deeply and hiccupped: "Wenwen, I'm so pitiful."
Wenwen glanced at her through the rearview mirror: "Sister, what's wrong?"
Wen Li curled her lips: "I am a female celebrity, and I earn so much money every year, I can't buy any big brands! I even have a limited number of mobile phone cases in the world! But I can't even eat crayfish that cost tens of dollars a catty!"
Wenwen: "..."
The taste of Versailles was too strong, and she didn't want to talk to this female star.
"I'm 1.66.3 meters! During the Chinese New Year, I couldn't help gaining a few pounds! Ninety-six! Then those people said I was fat on the Internet! I ate a weight-loss meal for a month and then I gritted my teeth and lost weight. !"
Wenwen: "..."
"They are thin! They are the thinnest! They add up to nine catties and six pounds including the box of ashes!"
"Sister!" Wen Wen raised his forehead, "Please speak in a civilized manner."
"Speak in a civilized way." Wen Li also realized that she was a little lacking in quality, so she quickly changed her words, "Their inorganic matter belts and boxes add up to nine catties and six."
Wen Wen simply refused to persuade her, since there was no one else in the car anyway, she would keep her sister's uncivilized remarks a secret until the day she died and take them into the coffin.
In fact, Wen Li wasn't drunk, she just used the alcohol to speak out what she usually couldn't complain about to relieve her anger.
Get off at the hotel and still walk in a straight line.
While looking for the room card in the bag, Wenwen asked Wen Li worriedly: "Sister, do I really need to go to the pharmacy to buy you some hangover tablets?"
Wen Li groaned: "I'm not drunk, and besides, it's fine if I get drunk and take a nap. I'm not that hypocritical for some hangover tablets."
The elevator stopped on the 18th floor, which was the restaurant. Wen Li guessed that someone was coming in, so she subconsciously put on her sunglasses.
With a ding, there was indeed someone outside the door.
Still an acquaintance.
Lu Ming and Zheng Xue were standing at the door holding hands. The young couple had sweet smiles on their faces, but they were stunned when they saw the people in the elevator.
She knew that the show crew booked a star-rated hotel for the guests, but she didn't expect that Yuanjia Road was narrow, and they bumped into it tonight.
Wenwen was stunned, thinking whether to say hello or not, let's not say hello, anyway, Lu Ming and Zheng Xue are also first-line artists, so let's say hello, and I am afraid that my sister will not be happy.
After struggling for a long time but still not getting tangled up, it was Zheng Xue who spoke first: "Wen Li, your new assistant? You don't even know how to say hello. It seems that you don't teach well."
Being embarrassed face to face, Wen Wen groaned, not wanting to embarrass my sister, so she quickly said: "No, that—"
Wen Li interrupted softly: "Who said that I teach very well, and some people are not worthy of my assistant to greet her. Can I blame my assistant?"
Wenwen immediately looked at Wen Li moved.
Zheng Xue sneered twice, and wanted to pull Lu Ming into the elevator, but the man took a step back and said in a low voice, "Let's wait for the next trip."
"Why wait for the next trip? This elevator is for her exclusive use?" Zheng Xue retorted, and then raised her lips inexplicably, "Or are you guilty, husband?"
Lu Ming subconsciously glanced at Wen Li.
Wen Li was wearing sunglasses, so she couldn't see the emotion in her eyes clearly, but she hugged her chest and raised her chin arrogantly, as if she didn't care whether they took this elevator or waited for the next one.
He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, and remembered the conversation between her and Song Yan in the lounge this afternoon.
In the end, she was pulled into the elevator by Zheng Xue.
The elevator is very big, more than enough to accommodate four people, but because the atmosphere is not right, the space is also very cramped, as if it is going to squeeze people out.
There was no words all the way until the elevator reached the first floor, and the four of them moved at the same time.
Damn, the room is actually on the first floor.
The dog forced the program group to make trouble on purpose.
The four walked out of the elevator one after the other. Zheng Xue and Lu Ming who were walking in front didn't know what to whisper, and looked back at Wen Li from time to time.
All the way to the monitoring corner, Zheng Xue finally couldn't hold back and turned her head: "Wen Li, why do you think you are so annoying?"
Lu Ming opened his lips uselessly, with a complicated expression.
It's going to be a fight, isn't it
Very good, it happened that I didn't eat crayfish today and I was full of anger.
Wen Li adjusted his sunglasses, imitating the sketch actor's appearance, and said meanly and nonchalantly: "There are a lot of people who hate me, who are you?"
"You!" Zheng Xue's meninges swelled angrily from her.
"You were scolded like that on the Internet two years ago, since you dare to come." She clapped her hands, and said in a strange way, "Your courage is commendable."
Wen Li laughed twice: "Are you amnesia? I was the first voter in the program group, shut up if I'm not popular, don't make up your own mind, you and your husband are not popular enough to be praised by me .”
Zheng Xue seemed to have been poked at the stinging point suddenly, what she hated most was that she didn't have Wen Lihong.
She has been chasing after Wen Li for the past two years, but she still overwhelms her.
Zheng Xue's chest was heaving up and down violently, her eyes glared angrily, and her tone was excited: "Don't think I can't see what's going on with you and Song Yan, it's not that there are people like you in the circle, there's no need to pretend to me, you If you are rushing to post about my husband, it is hard for Song Yan to accompany you on the show without being afraid of being overwhelmed by green hats."
"Cuckold your sister!"
Hearing Song Yan's name, Wen Li's smell of alcohol finally burst out: "Just your husband? Send me those vague and ambiguous messages. If it weren't for the fact that he was frying CP at that time, I would have blocked him directly." , as long as your love brain still thinks he is a sweet potato, let me tell you, our teacher Song is a hundred times stronger than your husband, handsomer than him, and better at making money than him, and I am not blind. I need it for you Husband let our teacher Song be wronged?"
Zheng Xue's eyes widened in shock. She was not as talkative as Wen Li, so she raised her arm to make a move.
"Why? You want to pull your hair?" Wen Li took a step back cautiously, "You have so little hair, be careful I'll make you bald."
Zheng Xue was in a hurry, really frustrated, and started talking wildly: "...Wen Li! You and Song Yan are married by agreement, what's the use of him being handsome and making money! You are not a real couple!"
"What a deal, our Teacher Song said it would be better to do less work, but I don't know if Lu Ming's work is good." Wen Li glanced at Lu Ming contemptuously at this point, "Anyway, it is definitely not as good as our Teacher Song, I will spend three days in one night Don't come to bed."
Both Zheng Xue and Lu Ming's faces turned dark.
Wenwen: "..."
It's over, my sister's alcoholism is completely forced out.
She had only just graduated from college, and she didn't want to hear this kind of debate between adults.
Wen Wen took a few steps back silently, wanting to escape from the scene, anyway, my sister was so talkative, Zheng Xue and Lu Ming together couldn't quarrel with her.
When he was about to walk to the elevator, Wenwen saw a familiar figure again.
Teacher Song, who was supposed to be eating supper in the store at this time, was standing there with a bag of crayfish in his hand.