Chapter 72
Kuaiben is a show that is more than ten years old. It is undeniable that it has been brilliant. It has won countless variety show ratings champions. To use a popular saying on the Internet, no one can beat it.

Many people spent their youth with Kuaiben, squatting in front of the TV every week, tuning to Shonan Satellite TV, and waiting for their favorite stars to play.

But its cookie-cutter theme melody is too monotonous, and it has not changed much for so many years. As the age gradually increases, more and more viewers don't like this show.

One or six years later, a large number of variety shows flooded in like a tide, and each channel spent huge sums of money to create their own variety shows. Although not many can compete with Shonan Satellite TV, there are also many.

Among them, the representative ones are Strange Talk, Tucao Conference, Ace vs. Ace, Running Man, Extreme Challenge, Huaxia Talent Show, and Voice of Huaxia Dream.

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Wang Han didn't expect that Fang Jing would refuse so much, and he didn't ask again after a couple of hmms. He really appreciates young people, but he hasn't reached the point where he is thirsty for talents.

After eating, several people exchanged phone calls and V-mails, many friends and multiple paths, sitting here are all old fritters, how can I not understand this truth.

Although Fang Jing Cafe has the smallest position, but he might become popular one day, and it doesn't mean anything to leave a phone call. I'll call when you are equal. I'm usually very busy.

Fang Jing went back to the hotel after dinner, and flew to Shanghai the next morning. His next business performance was still a few days away, and he had to report to the company every day before then.

This is the case for newcomers. If you don’t have a job, you have to come to work honestly. Even if it’s cleaning, you have to work from nine to five.

Just after registering at the door, Fang Jing was about to enter the elevator when he suddenly stopped and looked at a figure in the reception area of ​​the lobby.

He is in his forties, with blurry eyes, a greasy middle-aged man, and he looks like a sportswear when he wears a tens of thousands of Armani.

The man clasped his hands in front of his chest, tapped his shoulders with his index and middle fingers, and turned his head around from time to time, looking a little bored and nervous.

"Hi! Hello!" Fang Jing sat across from him and greeted with a smile and nod.

Xu Shi was a little excited, grinned at the corner of his mouth, and the crow's feet crept up at the corner of his eyes, "Hello Fang Jing! You are my idol, I like your song very much, and I listen to it in the middle of the night."

If someone else said this, it might be out of politeness, no one would listen to music late at night, but Fang Jing in front of him really believed it.

"You are also my idol, third uncle," Fang Jing smiled, "Coding at night is not good for your health, so you still need to adjust your work and rest time."

The fat man in front of him is not the third uncle of the Nanpai. Fang Jing often sees people posting his photos in the group, and he also secretly went to the space to see it.

The third uncle of the Nanpai, whose real name is Xu Shi, was born in [-] and is in his early thirties this year, but people would believe him when he said he was forty.

It's hard to imagine that Zhang Qiling and Wu Xie's delicate characters were written by him. Fang Jing felt that the fat man in the tomb robber's notes was a true portrayal of him.

"You know me?" Xu Shi looked a little excited. In their line of work, the sun is not seen at both ends, and it is common for them to not go downstairs for a year or so. The neighbor next door has lived for several years and does not know whether he is a man or a woman.

Fang Jing smirked, "I know, Notes on Tomb Raiders, right?"

He chatted with Xu Shi many times in the group, but the other party didn't know his name.

"Fang Jing is actually a fan of mine, no, I want to take a photo and post it on Moments, can we take a photo together?"

"Okay, take whatever you want!"

After taking the photo, the two chatted for a few minutes. It wasn't until Yang Ning called Fang Jing that he remembered that there was still someone waiting for him. He hurriedly said goodbye and ran into the elevator.

"Tsk tsk tsk!" Looking at his back, Xu Shi chuckled, "No wonder he is popular, he is kind and has no temper at all."

"As expected of my book fan!!"

Looking at the four or five photos on his phone, Xu Shi didn't post them on Moments, but thought about posting them in the group instead.

"I met a fan today, he looks familiar, please help me identify him."

Some time ago, Chang He hummed Fang Jing's songs openly and silently in the group, and claimed that the two knew each other very well, and he was complacent, with a low-key appearance.

It's a rare opportunity to show off, how could Xu Shi miss it, so how familiar?I am his idol, can you compare?
Xiaolong: "I'll go! Isn't this Fang Jing? Someone was a friend some time ago."

Qingcheng: "Third Uncle, did you ask Fang Jing if he knew a certain Changhe?"

Tudou: "Upstairs +1, Chang He comes out and gets beaten! You're going to be hammered."

"Boss bull coin!"

The newly arrived eagle stewed chicken didn't know what was going on, and when he came in, he saw Chang... the boss took a photo with a celebrity, and he didn't know what was going on.

"Where did you meet Third Uncle? I'll go around tomorrow, maybe I can meet two very close friends!"

Seeing a taunt from one person in the group, Chang He's face turned black, and his fingers seemed to be as heavy as gold, but he couldn't press the keyboard.

Ziliang on the side almost burst out laughing! "Brother... Posting a picture and slapping him in the face, can you bear it? Send the picture to him!"

"Don't gossiping during work hours, do you have any work ethic?"

"You don't have a picture, do you? Last time I went to Shanghai TV station, I recorded a video. Do you want to give it to you?"

"Ahem! GKD!"

A few minutes later, a video of Chang He talking with Fang Jing appeared, but because of the noise reduction treatment, he couldn't hear what he was saying.

Chang He: "Thank you for the invitation. On the way to work, I just got off the subway. I have a bachelor's degree... cough cough! What's the matter?"

"It's really Fang Jing? It's just that the hairstyle is different. Is there any boss who can make the voice out? I don't know what to say."

"This is Modu TV Station, right? I know the building outside, and their director is my boss. I used to serve dishes..."

"Thank you for the invitation! I graduated from MIT and am currently charging. I am lying on my side on the bed playing with my phone. Give me 5 minutes to restore it."

"Fuck!"

Chang He shook his little hand, and quickly withdrew the video, fortunately within 2 minutes.

How can he mess around if he really gets the original sound out.

"I am Chang He!"

"I'm still in the sunset!"

Thinking about that scene, he is still ashamed now.

"Changhe is great! Why did you withdraw it? I haven't saved it yet?"

"Could it be that P Tu has a guilty conscience?"

"Don't talk nonsense, this is a video, the third uncle is the picture, and if you want a P picture, it is also the third uncle."

Uncle Nanpai: "I admit, the one above is not the original picture. I turned on beauty, filters, and skin resurfacing."

"The group owner has banned speech!"

Others still wanted to speak, but Chang He kept his mouth shut, and there was another announcement to follow.

"This group is a writing exchange group, please don't flood the group for no reason. In addition, the voice in the video is a commercial secret and will not be disclosed to the public. Please don't discuss it again."

In the hall of Huanrui World, Xu Shi looked at the phone with black lines all over his head, "Fucking business secrets, if Chang He dares to reveal the business secrets? It's clearly a guilty conscience, no, I'll ask Fang Jing later if he knows Chang He."

"That guy brags every day, he almost said that Fang Jing is his own son, and the most handsome man in the world in the group, the two of them sang and harmonized like a cross talk, and they all said that Fang Jing is their good friend."

(End of this chapter)

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