Pushing Down the Male God

The recording location is at the TV station that broadcasts the reality show, a studio under its banner. She also knew that this variety show would be a live broadcast, unlike other variety shows, so there would not be any post-editing of any issues.

This show is considered to be a very popular variety show in China, with steady ratings in the top three positions. It is one of the biggest variety show and the guests invited in each episode are either the most popular, talented performing artists at the time, or those legendary veteran stars in the industry who has retired for many years.

This low class, Wang Zhicheng, has been there twice in the past, only to help make up the numbers in the crew, but each time his scenes were very short. Thus, this is actually the first time he has been officially invited to the show.

Since the program is scheduled to air at seven-thirty in the evening, although it is a live broadcast, everyone still has to rehearse the script several times to prevent any accidents that may occur during the broadcast.

Lin Mengmeng deliberately arrived two hours late so it was already seven o’clock when she came and the rehearsal was already over.

The phone rang again and Lin Mengmeng took her time accepting the call. Before she could say a word, there was a voice that came on the phone sounding as if the person had eaten gunpowder.

“Xiao Lin, are you still coming? If you’re not coming, could you tell me in advance? It is not good once the live broadcast starts! Look at what time it is? Furthermore, we have less than half an hour before we go live, you. . .”

“Well, I’m already at the entrance. So I will go in right away, there is still time.”

Interrupting Wang Zhicheng’s manager’s fiery bombardment, she hung up the call directly and slowly walked inside with her handbag and her bag of clothes.

Over on the other side, the manager who had been hung up on, stood beside Wang Zhicheng with a darkened face and dirty curses were coming out of his mouth.

“Brother Nan, what did she say? Is she coming yet?” Wang Zhicheng asked eagerly by his side.

Seeing Wang Zhicheng’s ‘worried’ face at this time, the surrounding people couldn’t help but secretly admired that as expected, this Wang Zhicheng’s love for his wife wasn’t fake. Look at his expression of concern, it really did not look fake at all.

On the other hand, his rough, country bumpkin wife, who doesn’t seem to be worthy of him, is not sensible at all. Obviously, she knew that they were going to go live today, but didn’t come in early. Just look at the diligent manager who made the call to her, isn’t it because he was afraid that something happened to her. . .

Wang Zhicheng is indeed worried, but he is not worried about Lin Mengmeng’s safety of being alone as a woman. He was more worried that her absence could cause the crew to be unhappy. Then if he joins them next time, would the crew make him wear tight shoes1?

1to make life difficult for him

This variety show is fundamentally only open to the latest, most popular artists or those big shots with strong backgrounds, and has high enough domestic ratings. Therefore, it is an excellent opportunity to promote oneself to increase one’s popularity, it takes great difficulty for one to be able to get formerly invited to this program even once, so one must not mess up by all means.

Seeing that the show was about to start recording, Lin Mengmeng still has yet to arrive, and after the show’s staff came to urge again, the expression on Wang Zhicheng’s face was about to split open, revealing his furious true face.

Back to the other side, Lin Mengmeng, who walked as if she was strolling through a garden, finally came reached the backstage of the show under the guidance of a staff member.