An Athlete Held up by an Entertainment Career

Xu Qiao's physical condition is no longer suitable for the next filming. The [-]-day trip to the rainforest has come to a convincing end that may not be perfect.

After the female elephant carried Xu Qiao back to the sanctuary, the elephants did not leave, but stayed by the nearby stream to drink water, as if they were guarding the boy.

Xiaowen and Daniel continued to shoot silently, until the notification from the program team came from the earphones, the two finally breathed a sigh of relief, and turned the camera to the sky.

The helicopter came over, slowly zooming in from a tiny black spot on the horizon.

The airflow stirred up by the rotor blows the dense jungle, the hatch opens, and a hanging ladder hangs from above.

The elephant herd was a little anxious because of the roar of the helicopter and the air current, so they moved away.

"Xiao Teacher Xu!" Three staff members came down the hanging ladder and brought Xu Qiao, who was almost unconscious, back to the helicopter.

After taking this shot, Xiaowen and Daniel turned around and took pictures of the elephants for a while before following them.

Seeing Xu Qiao leave, the elephant herd guarding the sanctuary paced around for a while, and finally left slowly under the leadership of the female elephant.

The ambulance experts assigned by the column team removed the parachute cover tied to Xu Qiao's leg to stop the bleeding, and saw that the wound cut by the razor grass inside had stopped bleeding.

The edge of the wound was a little white, and the ambulance expert washed it with hydrogen peroxide: "It's inflamed, and the wound should not be wet after returning."

After changing Xu Qiao's dressing and bandaging him up, the experts took out instruments to check his physical condition.

"It's okay, it's not too bad. After getting off the helicopter, go to the hospital to check all the indicators in detail to see if there are any other problems."

Xu Qiao replied in a daze, and took a sip of the warm water handed over by the staff.

Gong Sheng wanted to ask him how he was feeling, but Xu Qiaoren had already fallen asleep.Looking at his pale face, sleeping with his eyes tightly closed, Gong Sheng felt uncomfortable: "It's really hard, I've lost a lot of weight."

The others silently stopped chatting, leaving an environment as quiet as possible for him to rest.

After getting off the helicopter, Xu Qiao was sent to the hospital by the program team for a physical examination, and stayed in the hospital for three days to observe the situation before returning to the capital with the program team.

After leaving the airport, Xu Siyi, Mo Chenghong and Li Feifei all came to pick him up.

"Brother, are you okay?" Li Feifei's sharp eyes, Xu Qiao saw it as soon as he came out, and immediately rushed over to check him nervously.

"Why have you lost so much weight? You don't have any fat." Li Feifei frowned, looking at his brother distressedly.

Hearing from the program group that the recording would end early, everyone in the studio was concerned, for fear that Xu Qiao would encounter any danger in the rainforest.

Seeing him standing here alive this time, I was relieved and at the same time felt distressed and sad.

Xu Siyi came over, took the things in Xu Qiao's hand, and saw that his movements were slightly unnatural when he was walking, so he paused and asked, "What's wrong with your legs?"

Xu Qiao glanced at him and said to Mo Chenghong, "Let's talk about it after getting in the car."

Both he and Xu Siyi were wearing masks and hats, but their physique and temperament were very eye-catching in the crowd, and many people had already stopped to look over.

Xu Siyi glanced at the people who were gradually approaching, hummed, and walked towards the parking place holding Xu Qiao's arm.

Really lost a lot of weight.Feeling the thin arm in his palm, Xu Siyi let out a breath slowly.

After getting into the car, the car started slowly, and only two fans suddenly realized that they ran over and shouted: "Jojo! Jojo!"

"Stop." Asking Mo Chenghong to stop the car, Xu Qiao pushed down the window and waved to them.

Seeing that the car really stopped, the two girls were surprised, and blushed when they ran over.

"Qiao Qiao, it's really you! Aren't you recording a documentary in Yunnan?"

"The first episode has been recorded." Xu Qiao took off his mask and smiled at the two of them.

Seeing the pale, visibly thinned face under the mask, the two girls froze, choking what they wanted to say in their throats.

It took a while to react, and a girl said in a panic: "Qiao Qiao, are you tired just after getting off the plane? Go back and rest quickly, and eat more delicious food..."

Speaking of the back eye circles are red.

The other also nodded and said, "Yes, we won't bother you anymore, go back and rest quickly!"

Xu Qiao rolled her eyes and asked, "Don't you need to sign a photo?"

The two fans looked at Mo Chenghong who was in the driver's seat hesitantly: "Yes, is it possible?"

As senior fans, they also knew a little bit about Mo Chenghong by the way, knowing that this manager was always very serious.

"Of course." After getting out of the car and signing autographs and taking photos with the two fans, Xu Qiao returned to the car, and Mo Chenghong stepped on the accelerator again.

"Jojo is so nice, woo woo woo woo!"

"But I was really shocked when he just took off the mask." Another girl looked at the group photo on her phone. The person in the photo was still good-looking, but the sickness was obvious. Send the group photo to the little sisters Kangkang!!"

In the car, Xu Qiao rolled up her loose trouser legs and showed Xu Siyi the bandaged wound: "It's nothing serious, it's just a blade of grass accidentally scratching it."

"The blades of grass make the bag so thick?" Xu Siyi frowned, and said in a bad mood, "Gong Sheng also called the studio to ask you to cook more blood-enriching soup."

It was obvious that there was a lot of blood.

Xu Qiao: "..."

"It's okay, just rest for a few days, don't worry." Xu Qiao looked at Xu Siyi's tightly pursed lips, and lowered her voice.

Xu Siyi turned his face away, and after a while, he asked in a dull voice: "Which one do you like, white peony chicken and dangshen pork liver? My mother said that these two soups nourish blood."

Xu Qiao: "...pork liver."

"it is good."

Listening to the conversation between the two, Mo Chenghong twitched the corners of his mouth: "Is the wound deep? I asked someone to bring some ointment for removing scars. After returning home, wipe it on me honestly every three hours. Don't leave scars."

He also has nothing to do with Xu Qiao.It was expected that Xu Qiao failed to survive, but Xu Qiao persisted in the rainforest for eleven days, which surprised him a little.

Earlier I called to ask about Gong Sheng and Xu Qiao's performance, but in the end, Gong Sheng covered him tightly, and even his manager didn't reveal anything, which made Mo Chenghong exhausted physically and mentally.

Originally, I wanted to ask Xu Qiao how he felt about his performance, but seeing his miserable appearance, Mo Chenghong couldn't ask anything, so he only told him a few words with the idea of ​​"don't expose the child's scars again". Go back and take good care of your body, so I don't ask any more questions.

The car fell silent for a moment, and after a while, Xu Siyi said, "You don't have to worry too much about Guan Chaosheng."

Xu Qiao turned to look at him.

The profile of his face is smooth, and the subtle turning from the cheekbones to the jaw makes this face even more handsome.Xu Siyi didn't say why there's no need to worry, and Xu Qiao also knew that she didn't need to ask.

Things can always get better.

After returning home, Li Feifei stayed to take care of him.

While Li Feifei was busy packing his things, Xu Qiao turned on her phone and contacted Gao Ming.

Gao Ming always answered the phone very quickly, and the phone was connected as soon as the ring rang.

"Mr. Xu, are you back from recording the show?" His voice was full of resentment.

Xu Qiao hummed: "Is your progress going well?"

Gao Ming: "The whole company is revolving around this game, and if it goes well, it's pretty smooth."

"How long is it expected to be online?"

Speaking of this, Gao Ming said in a serious tone: "It will definitely be launched this year. In fact, the whole structure of the development is almost the same, and we are working overtime to conduct internal testing. The game version number is troublesome, and it will take some effort to get it. Still There is publicity, and we are discussing how to do it.”

"If there is any trouble in the development side, you can call me to help out. For publicity... What do you think of "Survival"?"

Gao Ming hadn't realized what Xu Qiao's previous sentence meant, but when he heard the latter sentence, he was attracted to him.

After silently saying the word "survival", Gao Ming realized that what Xu Qiao was talking about was the first documentary he had finished recording.

After thinking about it carefully, Gao Ming said: "Actually, the subject matter is really suitable. If it's just a documentary... the ratings are definitely not high, and the effect of the promotion is questionable."

He struggled for a while, then asked again: "Then what about the advertising fee?"

"It's not high anyway. If you are interested, you can come and talk in person."

"That's fine. I'll discuss it with you." At the end, Gao Ming finally couldn't help but said, "Mr. Xu, do you still remember your artist number?"

Xu Qiao blinked.

"It's been a long time since this was updated. Your fans are all running to our game official Weibo to ask if the main beauty is missing."

Xu Qiao pinched the bridge of her nose: "Then I'll update later."

He really forgot about it.I didn't go on Weibo very much, let alone switch to a small account.

……

The "Survival" column team quickly released the first recorded Weibo.

Previously, because of the special subject matter and Xu Qiao's status as a star, "Survival" has attracted heated discussions before.

At this moment, the first session of recording ended early, which attracted many people's discussions and speculations.

[Isn't it going to be recorded for half a month?It's only been eleven days. ]

[Why didn't you persist for half a month, failed? ]

[Ending early must have failed, think about it, too, looking for Xu Qiao to survive in a desperate situation, what a mess, isn't it! ]

[Unexpected failure.Now documentary-themed documentaries are looking for traffic stars, not targeting Xu Qiao himself, but as a documentary lover, I really want to say that this kind of "traffic only" choice will inevitably drive out good money.If even documentaries start to find traffic, how many excellent works can there be in the long run?Director Gong Sheng's choice is disturbing this pure land. ]

[Xu Qiao's passer-by fans also want to say something, I absolutely support my brother's acting in TV dramas and variety shows, but making documentaries is still about survival... I really can't imagine it. ]

[Why are you so pessimistic? ?I don't care anyway, as long as it is Xu Qiao's work, I will definitely support it. ]

[I said, what qualifications do you have to say Xu Qiao, my friend works in the TV station, I don’t know how poor the documentary channel is, and the reward is not as much as my brother’s casual announcement. What does my brother go up to draw?Is the picture money or the picture is ridiculed by you, or is the picture making a documentary to increase popularity? Is it not good to shoot commercials, play TV dramas and run variety shows? ? ]

[that is.Let’s not allow people to really want to make a good documentary, and return bad money to drive out good money. The documentary channel is so poor, where did your so-called capital come to an end? ]

[One thing to say, the documentary channel is really poor. ]

Watching netizens' comments gradually develop in the direction of "how poor is the documentary channel", director Gong Sheng: "..."

Stop talking, please, please, the more you talk, the more it hurts.

When it comes to poverty, Gong Sheng is really worried.

All channels have revenue indicators. The less a documentary channel can get advertising sponsorship, the less funds will be used to produce programs next year, and the worse documentary programs will be produced with less funds, thus falling into a trap. vicious circle.

Not to mention the future, right now, if the commercials are no longer available, the production budget for the next few issues of "Survival" may become a problem.

The first phase was in the tropical rainforest of Xishuangbanna, which was fine in China.

After running all over the world, the funds flowed out like running water.

Money.Gong Sheng felt a headache when he thought of this word.

After Xu Qiao joined the "Survival" documentary, several brands became interested and were willing to advertise.

But no matter the price offered or the category of the advertisement, it was far from Gong Sheng's psychological expectations.

Among other things, if you advertise a bunch of inferior and unscrupulous products in the market, even if the price is not bad, you can’t accept it. You still need a conscience.

"Director Gong, this is the price we can offer, why don't you think about it again?" The fat man sitting across the desk blushed and pushed the contract over with a smile, "Look, the contract is all drawn up Yes, we also came here with sincerity."

Gong Sheng looked at the contract with black lines all over his face.

I haven't talked about this clause in detail yet, and I brought the contract over. Do you call this sincerity?I bother!

Doesn't this mean it's obvious that I'm an overlord clause?

Before Gong Sheng could hold back his temper that was on the verge of exploding, the assistant walked over tremblingly, knocked on the door and whispered: "Director, Teacher Xiao Xu is here."

Hearing Xu Qiao's name, Gong Sheng's face softened: "What is Xu Qiao doing here?"

The little assistant glanced over the fat man, walked over and whispered into Gong Sheng's ear, "I brought someone with me, and said I came here to introduce and discuss the title."

Gong Sheng's eyes lit up instantly.

He coughed lightly, smiled and pushed back the contract on the desk: "I'm sorry, Mr. Fang, we're afraid we can't accept this contract."