The more fans a group has, the more Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon masters will be.
Among the salt grain CP fans, there are many wives who can write, draw, and edit, and of course the wives who can take pictures and make P pictures are not to mention.
In the past two years, they captured the sporadic pictures of Song Yan and Wen Li in the same frame, and used the most advanced aesthetics and the most skilled technology to present an ordinary photo in the same frame to P. It is rare to see them in the sky. Passers-by do not know the artist Inherently, the first impression is to look at the face. CP fans use this superficial first impression as a trump card to trick passers-by into the pit.
When the foolish passers-by got into the pit, they found that the face of the salt grain is just a wedge, and the real sweetness is produced by the CP powder wives themselves.
But it was too late, the person was already at the bottom of the pit, so he could only continue squatting.
"Salt grain couple super talk: #粉糖#0325 program recording scene, pay tribute to classic film and television, warlord young and old x cool lady. Same frame!!! Stills same frame!!! [picture] [picture]"
"Fuck me, this is the peerless face that I can prostitute for nothing!!!"
"My eyes say it doesn't deserve it!"
"I know they are very good at wearing ancient costumes, but I didn't expect to be so good at wearing Republican costumes."
"Sanli, if you don't act in the drama of the Republic of China, it is a loss for all human beings on the earth!!"
In the studio, the fans shouted frantically again: "It's on the hot search again!"
The host didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Hey, let me ask you fans, can you give us a bit of mystery in this episode? What if the show doesn't have ratings when it airs?"
"Will not!"
"The ratings must break records!"
"Okay, if the broadcast doesn't break the record, I won't settle accounts with you fans. Fans pay for being idols. I will settle accounts with these few on stage."
"No! Find us!"
"No, just look for them." The host deliberately hummed, "Okay, be quiet, we are restoring the classics of film and television dramas, not a dress-up contest."
The screaming in the shed lasted for dozens of seconds, and finally gradually died down under the host's reminder again.
Wen Li felt sorry for the fans' voices.
The lines memorized temporarily in the background just got stuck, and I couldn't remember the first sentence.
Seeing her distressed look, Song Yan knew that she had forgotten her words, so she opened her lips to silently remind her.
The host on the stage immediately grabbed the bag: "Hey, Song Yan reminded me, points will be deducted."
Wen Li smiled twice, looked at Song Yan with some embarrassment, thinking that if this was really filming on the set, she would have delayed the progress of the crew's work.
Song Yan didn't care, and his eyes gently signaled her to speak.
She followed Song Yan's words: "Brother, I don't want to stay here anymore, I want to go back and find my parents."
Song Yan took two steps closer, reached out and grabbed her wrist, pulling her towards him.
A small excited cry sounded from the audience.
Song Yan looked at her condescendingly: "And you have gone back this time, do you think your parents will let you out again?"
Wen Li struggled, and whispered, "If you don't come out, you won't come out. It's good to stay at home."
"Then what should I do?" Song Yan walked a few steps closer to her, lowered his head to look at her at the same level, "Little sister, don't you want big brother?"
The gazes on and off the stage shot at the same time, and there were noises everywhere in her ears. It was difficult for Wen Li to get into the drama, but Song Yan was a very good teacher. She looked into his eyes, and for a moment, she really felt that they were The pseudo brothers and sisters mentioned in the plot.
Worthy of being the best actor.
She secretly admired him in her heart, and felt that she couldn't hold him back.
"Brother, let's not do this anymore." She lowered her head, her tone was already crying, "The world can't tolerate us, this time I'm back home, so let's just stop."
Immediately after that was a large section of quarreling lines. Both Song Yan and Wen Li's lines were good, and they memorized their lines quickly. The lines of the Republic of China drama were not as difficult to pronounce as the lines of the costume drama, and they were closer to the vernacular. The climax of a few minutes was performed so smoothly. down.
This Republic of China drama was originally a sadomasochistic love affair. It was popular on both sides of the mainland in that era. Now more than ten years have passed. Although the characters are a bit old-fashioned, the plot is still exciting enough.
The fans in the audience gradually quieted down and concentrated on watching the show.
There was a host who was very emotional, his eyes were a little moist, and the sound engineer was very good, and the theme song of the TV series that he had heard for many years echoed in the whole studio.
At this time, Song Yan was holding Wen Li's shoulders tightly with both hands, and asked in a deep voice: "What did I do wrong? You tell me, brother can change it, as long as you stay."
Wen Li knew very well that there was a need for a laugh at this time. They were recording a variety show, not really acting.
She turned around, wiped the corners of her eyes, and cried, "You snore too loudly in your sleep!"
"..."
The people on and off the stage were silent for two seconds at the same time, and then burst out laughing.
"Hahahahahahahahahaha!"
Song Yan was also taken aback for a while, he took this girl with him in acting, but in variety shows, this girl is indeed his senior.
He held back his laughter and asked softly, "Then you grind your teeth while you sleep, did I say anything?"
"Hahahahahahahahahaha!"
The effect of the variety show was immediately full, and the tragic atmosphere of sadomasochism in the studio just now had completely disappeared.
Wen Li didn't expect Song Yan to pick up the cliché so quickly, and couldn't help laughing, but continued acting.
Finally to the final forced kiss scene.
The screaming in the audience started to get heated again. The two of them had a tacit understanding. Of course, it is impossible to be a real kiss on a variety show, but it can't be too fake, so Song Yan directly pressed Wen Li on the door frame of the scene.
Wen Li struggled twice: "Let me go!"
He turned his back to the host and guests on the side of the stage, and on the side facing the audience, he raised his hand and covered the lower half of their faces with his arms.
He breathed evenly and kissed.
Just touching the tip of the nose, for people who can't see the real situation, such a hazy picture is even more unbearable.
The classic tribute ends here.
The host hurried forward: "Has the kiss arrived yet?"
Wen Li pushed Song Yan and signaled him to back off. The man didn't move, with a smile in his eyes. In just a second, he suddenly leaned forward very slightly, his lips brushed hers lightly, and then quickly Back away, leaving a very shallow trace of air on her lips.
Song Yan bit his lower lip slightly, ate the very light lipstick on his lower lip, and then lied without changing his face: "I didn't kiss."
The fans in the audience immediately shouted in disappointment.
"Not counting! Not counting!"
Song Yan raised his eyebrows: "Why doesn't it count? Borrowing seats is also a method of filming."
Seeing him interacting with the audience, as if nothing happened just now, Wen Li tightly pursed her lips, wondering whether he was doing it on purpose or not, or whether the touch was too slight, He didn't even feel it
"Let me ask for the fans. First of all, I must declare that I am definitely not curious." The host coughed twice, "Song Yan really snores at night?"
Wen Li recovered and smiled awkwardly: "No."
It's completely nonsense for the effect of variety shows.
This sentence was nothing at all, but the CP fans who were thinking divergently in the audience immediately became excited again.
"What about molars?"
Song Yan glanced at Wen Li, and asked with a smile, "Can I tell the truth?"
He looks like he listens to his wife very much.
The fans started shouting again: "Tell the truth!!!"
Wen Li felt that this man was really bad. He said that, was he telling others in disguise that she would grind her teeth at night.
She quickly retorted back with a sharp tongue: "Then if you want to tell the truth, don't blame me for telling the truth."
Song Yan coughed twice with a smile: "Okay."
"What kind of code do you say you are giving here, anyway, we don't share the same bed with you, and snoring or grinding our teeth won't bother us." The host deliberately hummed a few times, "We don't want to know."
The audience burst into laughter.
The host continued the interview: "The sudden joke just now confuses me. I was still immersed in the plot and almost cried. Did you not get into the drama?"
Song Yan smiled: "Originally I got in, but Mr. Wen's words pulled me out all of a sudden."
Hearing the topic being thrown at her, Wen Li came back to her senses and explained: "I was too quiet on and off the stage. I thought the performance was not good, so I wanted to say something to cheer up the atmosphere."
"It's just that the acting is good so I didn't say anything, and I put it into the scene. If I didn't have that sentence, I could have made a serious short film." The host laughed, but he also paid more attention to the effect of variety shows than how well he acted. , "Great performance! Let's give you two applause!"
The final result of the competition is naturally no suspense.
The host asked the other three pairs of guests how they felt, and everyone was "convinced to lose".
When Zheng Xue praised Lu Ming with a smile, the hand with her back to the audience pinched Lu Ming's arm fiercely, pinching hard like venting.
Lu Ming was in pain, and tried his best to maintain his expression in front of the camera, without even frowning.
It was already eleven o'clock in the evening when the program was recorded in the second half, and the recording stopped for a while. The host and guests took a break off the stage, and the fans were full of energy, chatting and chatting in the auditorium.
Just now, the short videos of each pair of guests have been uploaded by fans, because they want to keep a little mystery for the feature film of the variety show that will be broadcast at that time, so they just cut a short video app of tens of seconds and uploaded it.
The first half of the scene between Song Yan and Wen Li was cut, but the blogger revealed in the video introduction that there was a strong kiss behind the scene.
"Give me the forced kiss scene! Or I'll kneel down and beg you!"
The blogger replied: "Hahahahaha, let's wait until the day it airs."
"Did they really kiss?"
The blogger replied: "The beauty said she didn't make it, she just borrowed a seat"
"What do you want for a real couple? Let me kiss you hard! I want to see their lips clinging to each other and prying open their teeth for a long time, driving straight into their tongues, entangled in a numb French kiss!"
"Hot comment three sisters, please be more reserved? I want to see them do [love]"
"Three hot reviews and four hot reviews reported together"
Everyone felt that they borrowed seats just now and had no real relationship, but the person concerned knew it best.
This kind of intimate contact is always at night, and the sense of see-saw will gradually disappear because of the instinctive needs of the body, or bewitched by the appearance of the other party. We are all mature adults, and it is normal to have needs. , Wen Li didn't feel repelled or resisted, but if it was in the daytime, with clear boundaries between each other and a sense of distance, it would be difficult to get hotheaded and act recklessly like that.
Song Yan's sense of proportion was well grasped, and it was precisely because of this that Wen Li couldn't figure out what he was doing just now.
She was now as distraught as a teenager by such a trivial touch.
But at that time, it was an accident between her and her senior. It was a situation that neither of them expected. Neither of them did it on purpose.
But this time it was the senior's fault!
At this time, the staff knocked on the door, indicating that Wen Li could go over and record the second half.
Unable to figure it out, Wen Li decided not to.
The host read the opening remarks of the second half of the recording in front of the stage. The two stood behind the big screen, and Wen Li looked at Song Yan beside him, hesitant to speak.
Song Yan felt her gaze, turned his head, and lowered his eyes: "What's wrong?"
She turned her head quickly: "Nothing."
However, Song Yan had an exquisite heart, so he quickly guessed something and asked, "Thinking about what happened just now?"
Wen Li frowned, and immediately denied: "I think too much, I'm not a high school student, what should I do?"
Then a hand was placed on the head, and it was knocked lightly, Wen Li was annoyed: "Don't crush my hairstyle."
She specially made fluffy princess curly hair today. The long curly hair hangs a few centimeters above her waist. The stylist put a lot of thought into it and used a lot of setting spray.
"I didn't say anything, it's your own imagination."
Wen Li glared at him, and sneered sharply: "What am I thinking? I didn't say anything. Where did you think? You have the nerve to talk about me."
Song Yan bent down suddenly, and bumped Wen Li's nose with the tip of her nose, her voice was low, and her tone seemed to be laughing and resigned to her heartlessness.
"I was thinking about that."
At this moment, the host's voice came from the stage: "Let's welcome again, Wen Li! Song Yan!"
The big screen in front of him suddenly unfolded from the center to both sides, the spotlights in front of the stage slipped in, and his vision was covered by dry ice in the air. Song Yan had already straightened up, and there was a punch distance between him and her, his expression was well managed. Smile for the camera in front of you.
Wen Li didn't come back to her senses for a few seconds, until the camera hit her face before bewilderedly controlling her facial features to show a smile.
How calm they are in front of them, but who knows what kind of contact they made a few seconds ago in a place where others can't see, the more hidden they are, the more difficult it is to turn the story.
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The recording of the second half begins.
It was very late, so the director put the final game link at the end.
"Then our last session is 'those little fortunes in life'. The host and guests each brought souvenirs that they thought were the most memorable. We will not announce it now, so that the audience below Guess with the guests, and also come to test your understanding of them, come to us and ask the staff to bring up these souvenirs."
There are a total of eight items, most of which are packed in boxes and will be revealed later.
There is only one difference, it is held by a canvas, it is square and large, and one can guess at a glance that it is a framed painting or photo.
The host was also shocked: "Who are you who brought the wedding photos here?"
Because it is too big and has a strong sense of presence, the host chose to announce this thing first without the audience shouting.
"Come and see what it is?"
Opening the canvas, there is a picture of pomegranate with many seeds in the strokes of Chinese painting.
Before the host could react, a fan immediately said, "It belongs to Beauty and Sanli's family!"
"Souvenirs from Song Yan and Wen Li!"
Because in the first episode of "You Are in the World", this painting was hung in their living room and was captured by the camera, so fans are very impressed with this painting.
The audience guessed without hesitation that this was a souvenir from Song Yan and Wen Li.
Only Wen Li looked at the painting with confused and puzzled eyes.
She pushed Song Yan, covered her mouth and asked in a low voice, "Didn't you actually bring my dad's painting here?"
Song Yan also shook his head: "No, this painting should not be the one at home."
If you come to other places to record a show, you already have enough luggage, who would bring such a heavy painting.
She didn't bring it, and he didn't bring it, and it was definitely not the painting at home.
The host and other guests all guessed that the painting belonged to Song Yan and Wen Li because of the tips from the audience.
When the announcement was made, Zheng Xue stood up with a calm smile: "This is a souvenir from Lu Ming and me. It is a painting by Xu Shimao, a master of traditional Chinese painting. He only painted this picture of a pomegranate. It is very unique. I bought it from a collector at a high price when I got married years ago, and the pomegranate has a good meaning, so I think it is a good wedding gift and meaningful, so I brought it here.”
There is only one painting by a master of Chinese painting, and it was bought from a collector. Those who don't know Chinese painting know that this painting is very valuable.
The backstage staff immediately called up the personal resume of the master Xu Shimao, and projected a close-up on the big screen.
A national treasure-level art master, his paintings are hard to come by, and are very popular both at home and abroad.
Most of the audience were fans and students of the School of Communication, who immediately wowed enviously when they heard this.
After sighing, the host asked again: "Why did the audience keep calling Song Yan and Wen Li just now? I was led astray."
Fans immediately chattered in the audience to explain the reason.
"Huh?" The host said in a confused tone, "They also have this painting?"
Zheng Xue shouted in surprise: "Huh?"
Then he looked at Wen Li again.
Wen Li's complexion was no longer pretty.
"Uh, there is indeed only one painting." Zheng Xue smiled and thoughtfully said, "Sorry, I didn't know that your family also had one, maybe it was copied by someone else? Why don't you take this painting down? I'll bring up another souvenir."
The host was also very embarrassed for a while. In order to ease the atmosphere, he hurriedly said: "Then change to something else."