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"Brother Yang, the first episode of the program has been edited according to your request, do you want to watch the finished film?"

"it is good."

After talking about the stage set of the second episode of the show to the props team, Shao Yang went back to the temporary office prepared for him by the seedling planting platform.

Wang Pingping went to say hello to the later stage, and soon someone sent over the finished clip of the first episode.

Shao Yang clicked on the video and watched it patiently.

have to say.

The efficiency of the post-production staff at the planting platform is really high. It has not been more than three days since the first episode of the program was recorded, and the finished film was cut out. You must know that the post-production work is actually quite complicated, not like cutting short videos. That way, just add some filters and subtitles and you'll be fine.

Shao Yang watched it very seriously. If he was watching variety shows at home, he would almost have to watch them at double speed. But this is the first variety show he created himself, and it will be broadcast on the seedling platform, so he himself values ​​it very much.

"Only the ancestors of Yin, there are books and books. For thousands of years, the ancestors have been recording my history and telling our stories. Every book here embodies the painstaking efforts and wisdom of the predecessors. People have guarded it for generations. According to legend, let the blood of the spirit continue to this day, open the classics, and talk to the sages..."

in the screen.

Shao Yang, dressed in a Chinese tunic suit, was walking along the corridor in the dark. Two majestic doors opened slowly, and white light shone through the cracks in the doors. After passing through the doors, Shao Yang came to a very elegant study room.

There are various letters and books on the bookshelf, and with the sound of the lines, the sense of luxury is instantly created.

The first episode plus the ending was exactly one and a half hours. Shao Yang watched it from the beginning to the end, and finally nodded and asked: "Basically there is no problem. When will the first episode be broadcast?"

"I don't know about this either. It seems that I have to hand over the film to Director Cui. Director Cui will take it to the review department to go through it again. After confirming that there is no problem, relevant departments will arrange the broadcast."

"Then you can directly contact Director Cui, and communicate with me if you have any questions."

"it is good."

According to Shaoyang's plan, rehearsals will be held every Thursday, and the official recording will be held every Friday. During the recording, the script will be sent to the actors who will perform in the next episode in advance, so that the connection can be seamless.

Basically, all ten episodes of "China in the Classics" can be recorded within two months.

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"Wife, I'm back."

Shao Yang pushed open the door of the hotel room and saw no one inside, so he took off his coat and walked into the bedroom.

Sure enough, Xue Jiajia was still sleeping under the blanket, and the air conditioner was blowing warm air. Even though Shaoyang took off his coat, he still felt a little hot in the bedroom.

"Aifei?"

"Little cute?"

Shao Yang yelled twice, but seeing that Xue Jiajia didn't respond, he went to the head of the bed and leaned over, uncovered a little quilt, reached out and touched Xue Jiajia's forehead and said with a smile: "Honey, it's past six o'clock, shouldn't it be time to get up?" Alright, I'll take you out to eat."

"I don't want to go out." Xue Jiajia pursed her lips, retracted her head into the bed again, and then called softly: "My aunt is here, my stomach hurts..."

"Does it hurt?"

"It's okay, but I don't want to move."

Shao Yang covered her with a quilt, got up and said, "Then you lie down, and I'll go out and buy you something to eat, okay?"

"Good~"

Shaoyang put on a thick windbreaker again, left the hotel with his room card, put on a mask and a hat, and after finding a porridge shop with a high rating on the software, Shaoyang hailed a taxi and went there.

It was the rush hour for commuting to get off work, and it was a 10-minute drive, but it took twice as long.

Shaoyang got off the car in a hurry, went to the store, glanced at the menu, and quickly ordered: "Boss, a bowl of black rice porridge, a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge to take away, the black rice porridge needs to be warmer, and the other Two more red bean pies and one steamed dumpling."

"Okay, right now."

After ordering, Shaoyang went to the supermarket next door without stopping, and bought a warm baby.

After waiting for about 5 minutes, the waiter in the porridge shop packed all the things.

After scanning the QR code to pay, Shao Yang hurried back to the hotel, but he didn't expect that as soon as he turned around, he bumped into a girl who happened to be walking over.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Shaoyang apologized repeatedly. When the girl heard Shaoyang's voice, she was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously raised her hand and pointed at Shaoyang: "You... why does your voice sound so similar..."

Shao Yang's eyes widened, and he hurriedly said, "I'm in a hurry, sorry."

After finishing speaking, Shaoyang slipped away.

This girl's name is Song Yunqing, an employee of a nearby new media company. She usually writes some gossip about celebrities, and among the many celebrities, she likes Shaoyang the most.

So even though Shaoyang is wearing a mask and hat, she can still hear Shaoyang's voice.

Seeing Shaoyang walk out of the store quickly, she stared, and hurriedly chased out: "Shaoyang!"

Hearing someone calling his name, Shaoyang walked faster and faster, but in the end he was chased by that girl.

When the passers-by heard Song Yunqing yelling, they also looked at Shaoyang.

Shao Yang sighed, turned his head and said to the girl: "It's not convenient for me to take a group photo now, can I sign it?"

Song Yunqing nodded again and again, and after looking through her bag for a long time, she didn't find a pen, so she simply took out the lipstick and handed it to Shaoyang.

Shao Yang quickly signed the name, and saw that everyone around him was looking at him, and quickly explained in a low voice: "My wife has a stomachache and wants to eat some hot food, and I'm afraid the porridge will be cold when I go home late, so I don't want everyone Notice me, okay?"

Song Yunqing hurriedly nodded, and after collecting the signatures, she watched Shaoyang walk to the side of the road, stopped a taxi, and when Shaoyang was about to get in the car, she quickly picked up her mobile phone and took two more photos.

Taxi drives away.

Song Yunqing hurried back to the company excitedly. Seeing that she came back so soon, several colleagues quickly asked, "Yunqing, why did you come back so early? Didn't you say you were eating out?"

Song Yunqing smiled and asked Mimi, "Guess who I met just now?"

"Who?"

Song Yunqing took out her signature and held it up in her hand: "Shaoyang."

"Who? Shaoyang!"

"how is this possible?"

"real or fake?"

All the colleagues gathered around.

Song Yunqing found out the photos she took and handed them to them: "Look, the photos I secretly took, although there are only sideways and back views, but you should be able to recognize them."

"My God, why is he in the capital?"

"Where did you meet him?"

"Where did he go in the car?"

Song Yunqing took back her phone, stuck out her tongue mischievously, and said, "I only know that he went out to buy porridge for his wife...Let me tell you, he is really too warm, and I will definitely look for the same kind of husband in the future. "

Seeing Song Yunqing sitting back at her desk, a colleague asked, "It's not here yet, what are you doing?"

"It's a rare encounter with a celebrity, why don't I take this opportunity to write a tweet?"

While talking, Song Yunqing also opened the document. She thought for a moment, then tapped the keyboard, and wrote today's encounter process into a tweet on the WeChat official account.

Modification, reproduction, formatting, illustration.

After some operations.

A tweet entitled "Meet Shaoyang by chance, this star is not too cold" was sent out.

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