An Athlete Held up by an Entertainment Career

But this discordant voice inspired Gong Sheng.

Immediately with a big wave of his hand, he decided to add two live broadcast cameras in addition to the regular shooting in the second phase, and open a live broadcast room 24 hours a day.

Just looking at the portraits of the audience of the documentary channel, the audience is mainly middle-aged and elderly male audiences.

Although "Survival" is suitable for all ages, the main audience is still biased towards young audiences.The media contact of young people is mainly on the Internet, and few of them watch TV. Opening a live broadcast room can attract them to a large extent.

The live broadcast can allow the audience to communicate in real time and better participate in the survival process, which is a good thing for increasing the popularity of documentaries.However, the quality of the live broadcast is not as delicate as that of a documentary film, and the viewing experience is also different from the final edited version. Both have their own advantages and disadvantages, which can be said to play a complementary role.

No matter how Gong Sheng struggled, Xu Qiaoan made preparations for the next recording with peace of mind.

"Eh."

"Eh……"

Xu Qiao was jogging on the treadmill with a sweat-absorbing towel around her neck at a constant speed. Hearing how many times her fitness trainer sighed, she couldn't help but squint at him.

Knowing that his physique is not good enough, the later recording of "Survival" requires even higher physical strength. During the days when he was not arranged to work and rest at home, Xu Qiao came to the studio's gym to exercise almost every day.

"Coach, why are you sighing?" Xu Qiao asked with a sweat towel, panting while running.

Kang Wei was wearing tights, his strong chest muscles were clearly outlined, and his broad face was full of sorrow that didn't match his body shape.

"Boss Xu's stewing soup every day is so good for you." Kang Wei was heartbroken, "The little face is rounded, and the jaw line is not as sharp as before."

Xu Qiao: "...I'm practicing."

Seeing that she had run five kilometers, Xu Qiao slowed down the speed of the treadmill, walked on it for a while, waited for her heartbeat to calm down, turned it off and walked off.

Kang Wei glanced at him. After running, Xu Qiao was covered in sweat, as if she had been fished out of the water.

The face covered with sweat became more and more translucent, and there was a little rosiness that had been raised so well during this period... Not to mention, although the small face was a little rounder, it was a little softer, and it looked more kneaded.

After running five kilometers, Xu Qiao was so exhausted that she collapsed on the foam mat on the floor of the gym.

Kang Wei frowned, and walked over immediately: "I practiced for a long time today, so relax your muscles quickly."

Xu Qiao turned her back to him: "Take a break."

Kang Wei snorted coldly: "I told Mo Chenghong if you don't get up again."

Xu Qiao: "..."

Sitting up helplessly, I saw Kang Wei coming over with a fascia gun: "What if you don't relax, let me tell you, especially the calves, if you don't relax the muscles well, the muscles will accumulate. After a long time, ugly muscle legs are waiting you!"

Just as he was talking, Kang Wei's cell phone rang. He glanced at it and put down the fascia gun with a sinking face: "Wait a minute, I'll answer the call and find someone to come over and relax for you."

Said and walked out of the fitness room.

Xu Qiao waited for a while, and saw Kang Wei invited Xu Siyi over.

……

Xu Siyi sat beside him, picked up the fascia gun: "Kang Wei asked for leave and went back."

"What's wrong."

"Break up with your boyfriend. That person is here."

Xu Qiao blinked, it was the first time she knew that Kang Wei had a boyfriend.

Xu Siyi raised his chin and pointed to the window: "People came downstairs to block it."

Xu Qiao was a little curious, got up and went to the window to look down, and saw a tall, thin, clean-looking boy downstairs who looked like a college student, flirting with Kang Weila.

I don't know what the two said, the boy pulled Kang Wei into his arms, and the muscular man fell silent instantly.

"..." Xu Qiao stared at this scene with wide eyes.

The security guards standing on both sides of the downstairs didn't seem to be watching, Qiqi turned around.

Xu Qiao silently said a word of blessing, and returned to the foam cushion.

Xu Siyi took a fascia gun like an electric drill, turned on the switch and pressed it to his shoulder and back.The moment the muscles touched the fascia gun, Xu Qiao jumped reflexively.

"Hmm..." He frowned, a little uncomfortable.

I usually stretch and use foam rollers more often for relaxation, but this is the first time I have used a fascia gun.

As soon as Mo Chenghong put his hand on the doorknob, he heard Xu Qiao's soft hum from inside, and he couldn't help but stop.

There was a faint conversation between the two in the fitness room. Mo Chenghong held his breath and moved his ears a little closer.

"Is it stronger?"

"It's okay... Hiss, take it easy, it hurts."

"So, is it better, is it comfortable?"

"Well... also here."

"here?"

Mo Chenghong's face changed, he quickly opened the door and came in, then closed the door immediately, and roared: "What are you two doing!!"

Xu Siyi, who was holding the fascia gun, shook his hand, looked up and frowned.Xu Qiao also opened her eyes wide, looking at the emotional Mo Chenghong for no reason.

The three looked at each other.

Mo Chenghong looked at Xu Siyi who was holding a fascia gun in his hand, and then at Xu Qiao who had just finished exercising with a tired face.The two men were neatly dressed and their faces were calm.

Knowing that he had misunderstood, Mo Chenghong coughed lightly, pushed his glasses, and recovered his mature and calm expression: "It's nothing, just kidding."

Xu Qiao: "?"

Xu Siyi: "??"

Are you acting like a joke?

Mo Chenghong came over and sat down, watching Xu Siyi continue to use the fascia gun to relax Xu Qiao.

Staring at the rapidly shaking massage head and Xu Qiao's constantly shaking muscles, Mo Chenghong said, "Ying Wenlin called me again."

"Teacher Ying?" Xu Qiao raised his eyes, "What did he say?"

Mo Chenghong was a little helpless: "It's not about the folk orchestra going to the Austrian music exchange meeting in the second half of the year. I have been approached many times."

During this time, Xu Qiao was busy with the recording of "Survival", and basically didn't have her mobile phone with her. Ying Wenlin called back and couldn't find anyone, so she could only find Mo Chenghong.

"Ying Wenlin said, I made a sanxian with old materials for you. He also said that there are pipas and erhus. You can choose them as you like. They are all made of old and good wood. As long as you go, you can choose whichever you want." Ying Wenlin told Xu Qiao exactly what he had said, and Mo Chenghong glanced at him, "Go over there when you have time, it's not good to make people wait so eagerly."

Xu Qiao unscrewed the mineral water bottle and took a sip, then frowned and said, "We will continue to record for Survival—"

He was interrupted by Mo Chenghong before he finished speaking: "There will be enough time. Look at you lazy, other artists are eager to run announcements 48 hours a day, but you are good, a documentary is enough. "

Xu Qiao sighed inwardly.He still has to draw plans for Gao Ming, so he doesn't have that much free time.

"I have to answer commercials and interviews for you later, young man, what can I do if I don't work hard? Besides, you have the ability to go to the Austrian Music Exchange on behalf of the country and say something more compelling. If someone else wants to go there, can they go there?"

Mo Chenghong slowed down, and said with a sneer: "Guan Chaosheng still wants to seal your resources? If you really show off at that exchange meeting, everyone in the world will know you. If he wants to seal it, why should he seal it?" Why seal it?"

After relaxing her shoulders and back, Xu Qiao reached out to Xu Siyi, took the fascia gun and relaxed her legs.

Xu Siyi was holding the fascia gun all the time, and his tiger's mouth was a little numb.

He moved his fingers, looked at Xu Qiao and said, "Huijin Media's hands are not that long, so don't worry too much. Your popularity has risen rapidly this time. Huijin Media can stop variety shows and scripts, but it can't stop advertisers who value your popularity. .”

And he will escort Xu Qiao behind him.

Xu Qiao met his eyes and nodded.

Mo Chenghong continued: "The performance of Qiusheng is very strong, which I didn't expect before. You have a good vision, and documentaries are also a good way to improve word of mouth and popularity. You can't relax here. Over there, you and Ying Wenlin Discuss how to arrange the time, and here you will continue to exercise with Kang Wei—”

Speaking of this, Mo Chenghong felt something was wrong, looked around, and asked, "Where is Kang Wei?"

Xu Qiao thought of the scene she saw earlier, and replied, "I left with his boyfriend."

Xu Siyi continued: "He couldn't find you, so he asked me for leave."

Mo Chenghong: "?" Boyfriend.

The corners of his eyes twitched, he took a deep breath, and looked at Xu Qiao seriously: "Don't be influenced by him."

What should I do if I take Xu Qiao astray every day.Thinking of this, Mo Chenghong glanced at Xu Siyi again.

Hey.

They are all artists brought out by my subordinates, worry about it.

Seeing that Xu Qiao didn't care much, Mo Chenghong said earnestly: "Don't look at your characters of Jin'er and Liu Wen who have made a lot of fans kowtow. Just because they kowtow to cp doesn't mean they can accept that you really have sex with others. This and that."

"You're still a trafficker. As a trafficker, if a relationship breaks out on the front foot, there will definitely be a large number of girlfriend fans on the back foot."

Xu Qiao glanced at him: "There is no relationship."

"I know." Mo Chenghong hesitated to speak, and cast warning eyes on Xu Siyi: "You too."

Xu Siyi smiled, his sharp eyebrows and eyes softened a little, and the scent of ginger and rum on his body was light.

"Different."

Mo Chenghong: "?"

Before Xu Siyi could speak, Mo Chenghong seemed to have sensed it, and raised his hand to stop him: "Don't tell me anything about quitting the entertainment industry."

Seeing Mo Chenghong's vigilant look, Xu Siyi raised his eyebrows and chuckled lightly.

……

Xu Qiao called Ying Wenlin after returning home from the studio.

Ying Wenlin was very excited on the phone, and immediately made an appointment to meet up.

The two met in a teahouse in a hutong alley in the capital, which retains the characteristics of the old Beijing teahouse. There is a stage in the center of the first floor, and guests can enjoy programs such as folk art and cross talk while drinking tea.

When Xu Qiao arrived, a waiter in a small gown led him to sit on the second floor.

Ying Wenlin had already arrived, and Xu Qiao sat down opposite him and took off his mask: "Teacher Ying."

Xu Qiao saw that he was staring at the stage on the first floor. Their table had a very good view, just facing the stage in the middle of the first floor below, and they could clearly see the performance of the people above.

Now the performer is a young girl, holding a pipa in her arms, playing "Song on the Frontier".

The song tells about Wang Zhaojun's longing for his homeland.

Not long after, the little girl finished playing, stood up holding the pipa and bowed slightly, and the audience burst into applause.

Ying Wenlin sighed, looked away at Xu Qiao: "How do you think she plays?"

"Flicking is proficient, and the fingers are fairly even."

Xu Qiao said a few words, Ying Wenlin listened to his politeness, and shook his head slowly: "The technique is still in place, but the pipa in her hand is just a dead thing."