I'm just telling the artist what's wrong!

Chapter 4

"First of all, the first topic is, people whose lives are different from what they appear to be."

"This round, who prepared the proposal?"

"Oh, Qian Feng and Brother Yu, all right."

"What about the second proposal? The one about working hard?"

"Brother Yuan, who else is Mengchen?"

Under the director's schedule, the artists on the scene began to rehearse the scene of the official recording in the afternoon in accordance with the established order.

Including who proposed and what topics were arranged in advance.

There are even candidates for interim answers in the middle.

Among them, Zhao Lusi was asked the most.

The director arranged for her 3 times.

It is second only to the number of fixed guest topics.

Many temporary guests couldn't help but look sideways.

There is also a short-term male guest, who was born as a funny Internet celebrity, and he also got it once.

Anyway, it's nothing to do with Zhou Di.

Of course not all arrangements are made.

After the permanent guest proposal is completed, a little time will be left for everyone to play freely.

This free time is given to regular guests and temporary guests like Zhou Di.

The involution is here.

If a temporary guest wants to stand out, he has to win the top spot among all the artists in the only one or two free time.

Not only have to defeat a group of temporary guests, but also four or five regular guests who are hosts.

It's no wonder that Liu Wei said that as a regular guest, he only uttered less than ten sentences in the two recordings.

It is indeed surrounded by a pack of wolves.

During the rehearsal, this free link is directly skipped, and the rehearsal is a fixed process.

Zhou Di saw it in the middle, halfway through the recording of the show, Liu Wei came up to sing and dance.

Although there is no money for this part, there are more than one minute of footage.

It can be regarded as making up for the regret of the lack of words.

During the whole morning rehearsal, Zhou Di sat motionless in his seat.

Occasionally, I patted the table together, making it look like a sculpture, and my buttocks were covered with sores.

I want to make some eye contact with Zhao Lusi, but the distance is too far and I often throw it to the male artist opposite.

Forget it, the problem is that the male artist opposite actually returned one to him.

Fortunately, the morning rehearsal was finally over, before everyone got up and left.

A staff member came in pushing a trolley.

"Brother Han, please have a drink~"

Everyone smiled and thanked Wang Han.

Zhou Di also got a cup.

Zhou Di has long been accustomed to the emotional intelligence of a great artist.

After all, I have invited many people in my previous life.

Meals are eaten between make-up breaks.

Naturally, it can't be too good, after all, we have to record on time at 1 pm.

Everyone is a bento, but in a deluxe version.

A lot of meat.

Not the kind of 10 a box.

Regular guests include Zhao Ruth in a dressing room.

The remaining temporary guests are in another dressing room.

Just as Zhou Di received his lunch box, the male artist who had raised his eyebrows earlier shyly sat in front of Zhou Di.

"Do you want to eat my chicken steak?"

"..."

After being rejected, the male artist left sadly.

As soon as Zhou Di finished his meal, the makeup artist walked in.

There are 6 people on Zhou Di's side, but only 2 makeup artists.

The farther to the back, the makeup must be rough.

Before Zhou Di could move, several hands and feet quickly squeezed in front of the makeup artist.

"The teacher puts on me first, I prefer makeup."

"Teacher, transform me first."

Those who didn't grab it, spat secretly in their hearts, and could only wait by the side.

Zhou Di was not in a hurry, but instead used this time to go out and smoke a cigarette.

When passing by the regular guest dressing room, through the crack of the door, I saw Jin Chen chatting happily with everyone inside.

From a close distance, a pair of Crescent Bay eyes are very bright, just like the rippling lake.

Zhou Di didn't say anything, just passed by.

The moment Zhou Di passed by, Jin Chen seemed to have a sense, and just turned his head to take a look.

But he only saw a corner of his clothes, and was immediately led to the door by his assistant. Jin Chen frowned and said nothing.

As the time drew near, the staff at the scene tensed up, and there were no lounging people in the corridors.

On the first floor, spectators lined up to enter the arena one by one, verified their ID card information, and then verified their registration information.

Finally, under the leadership of the assistant director, they lined up to enter the arena one by one.

Before the artists entered, the entire studio was already full of voices.

The assistant director shouted the precautions and recording requirements with a loudspeaker.

"Next, I will count to 321, and everyone will take a picture of the table together"

Before the recording starts, it is necessary to collect the sound of clapping the table, laughter and applause.

The process is very cumbersome, far from the kind of improvisation on TV.

When the time was up, everyone waiting in the dressing room saw the red warning light on the wall.

Immediately afterwards, I heard director Hu Ming's voice on the radio asking the artists to enter.

Everyone checked their makeup in the mirror for the last time and went out.

The makeup artist finally fixed Zhou Di's hairstyle. Zhou Di thanked the makeup artist after seeing that there was no abnormality.

When I came to the venue, I was obviously much more angry, far from the empty feeling before.

The temporary guests were seated separately under the arrangement of the assistant director.

On the left and right sides of Zhou Di are two boys.

And Zhao Lusi is surrounded by cute girls.

Still wearing cosplay clothes.

Hey.

It's better over there.

When the artists were seated respectively, the scene also entered the final countdown.

The lights gradually went out, and the entire venue became pitch black, only the sound of each other's undulating breathing could be heard endlessly.

10
9
8
2
1!

With a "boom", the lights on the scene turned on instantly, and the music started playing at the same time.

"Dangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdang~"

"Dangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdang~"

The recording of "Partner Intelligence Agency" is on!
"Having a meeting on Earth is the most annoying thing, but having a meeting on the planet is the most enjoyable, because we are "The Intelligence Bureau of the Partner"!!"

Wang Han's voice was very penetrating, and it immediately activated the atmosphere of the whole venue.

There were also constant cheers at the scene, and everyone was very happy.

Even though I have known Wang Han for so long in my previous life, I still admire him every time I watch him host.

This kind of aura cannot be cultivated overnight.

News hosting is different from entertainment hosting.

Strictly speaking, entertainment hosts need to be more precise in controlling the rhythm.

Zhou Di felt everything around him, but he didn't get lost in it.

He knew that once you get lost in this atmosphere, you can't do anything but contribute haha ​​throughout the whole show.

He is different, others are here to hahaha, he is nobler than them, he is here to steal the spotlight.

"Welcome everyone to the "Partner Intelligence Bureau" named after Yiyezi Fresh Mask, Yiyezi Fresh Mask"

"Next, let's applaud and invite our deputy director of this issue, the big beauty Jin Chen!"

After Wang Han introduced the gold master's father, the deputy director Jin Chen walked out of the revolving door amidst cheers.

Wearing a long white dress, she has a completely different style from Zhao Lusi.

One sweet, one sexy.

"How does it feel for Jin Chen to come to our "Partner Intelligence Agency"?"

"Very enthusiastic, I felt integrated into the group all at once."

"That is, after all, we are all partners."

"Ha ha ha ha."

"."

With the appearance of Jin Chen, all the guests are complete.

The program has also officially started the process.

But in Zhou Di's view, the real fight is only now beginning.

Then is the beginning of the smoke.

Wang Han's sparse beard looked very mature, he looked around and said with a smile.

"Then start today's first proposal!"

(End of this chapter)