Netherworld Investigator

The next day, early Saturday morning, before dawn, the prelude to "Destiny" rang loudly on the mobile phone next to the bed.

"Deng ding ding ding! ding ding ding—"

A slender white hand came up tremblingly from the edge of the bedside table, and flicked the screen indiscriminately.

5 minute later.

"Deng ding ding ding! ding ding ding—"

Cross it out again.

Another 5 minutes passed.

"Ding ding ding! ding ding ding! ding ding ding! ding ding ding! ding ding ding!"

"Who it meows the ringtone, repeat these two sentences back and forth!" Enduring the pain all over his body, Wen Baifan got up from the empty bed as if sacrificed, and turned off the alarm clock of the mobile phone tragically, "Destiny...it's so embarrassing." by yourself."

After washing himself in the bathroom, he dug out from Qiao Kejun's closet a turtleneck sweater that he used more and more frequently recently and put it on.

While Wen Baifan was arranging his hair in front of the mirror, Qiao Kejun just came back from his morning run with three hot breakfasts in his hand.

"Today I will accompany you to the TV station." Wen Baifan said with a deep-fried dough stick in his mouth.Chaocheng TV Station is located on the upper level of the Bright Tower. For him, this is a rare opportunity to step in and out at will without attracting attention.

Qiao Kejun is about to participate in the filming of this alarm program called "Chaocheng 630". The first season is expected to produce nine episodes, each episode is 10 minutes long. This program will be held every Saturday at 6:30 p.m. City Satellite TV broadcast.

The name of the executive director is Zheng Weisheng. He speaks with a local accent. He is in his early 40s. He has a loud voice and a Chinese face.It was also from him that Qiao Kejun learned that his selection was not decided by Zheng Yan, but for another reason.

It is said that during an interview at a news site, the camera accidentally captured Qiao Kejun's working appearance. After seeing it, a certain leader thought that his image and temperament would be a topic of public interest, so he asked the people below to find out about Qiao Kejun's work. Ke Jun's identity made it necessary for him to participate in the recording.

"Considering Director Qiao's busy work, you only need to appear as a special guest in a few specific episodes. All the shooting work will be completed this weekend, and then edited into episodes. It won't waste too much time. "

After speaking, Director Zheng asked a male assistant to take Qiao Kejun to the dressing room.

"Director Qiao, I'm Liu Lu, your temporary assistant today. You can call me Xiaolu." Liu Lu is thin and thin, with a high-pitched voice. Even though he is accompanying him with a smile, there is a bit of sophistication in his eyes, "Tai Ben It has been handed over to you before, our filming will start at [-]:[-], and you will have about half an hour to prepare..."

It was eleven o'clock in the morning when Wen Baifan took the elevator to the studio on the 28th floor.

Things weren't going well in the morning.All the "nails" he planted were pulled out, and the only gain was that all the passages to the top floor were confirmed to be blocked.I only hate him for being impulsive and startling the snake.

Filming is still in full swing.

Although separated by a glass door, the staff present were dedicated and did not make even the slightest sound.

Wen Baifan stopped and saw two rows of empty chairs against the wall in the corridor near the elevator entrance, so he found a place where he could see the studio and sat down.

When he saw clearly the figure under the spotlight, the tiredness on Wen Baifan's face was instantly replaced by a moment of absentmindedness.

Damn it, this man doesn't even know how to restrain his charm in front of everyone.

Wen Baifan was secretly gritting his teeth, a man and a woman sat down not far from him, whispering to Wen Baifan's ears.

"Mr. Qiao is so handsome, and his foundation is very good. I don't need to do any makeup for him. I just trimmed his eyebrows and brushed on a thin layer of powder to brighten his complexion. There is no need to apply concealer. This is how he looks on camera." The one who spoke The little girl has beautiful facial features and a slightly chubby figure. She cut a popular lob hairstyle and dyed some of it into bright purple. She looks youthful and fashionable.

The boy said in a soft voice: "It's still our director Zheng who has a good eye. It's a blessing to find such a handsome guy who is seductive to make a promotional video."

Wen Baifan thought to himself, that's all, you can only look at his face.

"Lulu, look at his neck!" The girl exclaimed softly, "God, he has buttoned up the top button of his shirt, why does he still feel so sexy for no reason?"

Well, there's still the neck—but for the part below the neck, only I have user rights to view it!

"I really want to see his chest muscles..." the boy covered his mouth and laughed.

"Hey, I want to see the collarbone!" said the girl.

delusion!delusion!

On the other side, Qiao Kejun was about to conduct a simple experiment to cover up in front of the camera. He took a pair of white gloves and slowly inserted his five fingers into them——

I only heard the two people next to me take a breath at the same time: "This hand, absolutely!"

He didn't know what memories were brought up, but he felt inexplicably hot all over, and Wen Baifan pulled his collar uncomfortably.

Just when the atmosphere was so charming that it was almost impossible to stop, there was only a muffled sound, and a figure fell down and sat diagonally opposite him.Because the man's behavior was too rude, the metal chair legs rubbed against the ground and made a harsh noise.

Wen Baifan looked at the person calmly, and saw that it was a middle-aged man in his fifties, wearing a gray jacket with obvious wear and tear on the collar and cuffs. As he moved down, his complexion was sluggish and pale as if he hadn't seen the sun all day long, and his cheeks were slightly sunken. It was not because he was diligent in exercising that he became thinner and fatter in middle age.

The man's nose bridge was very straight, but it was a pity that he wore a pair of dull profound myopia glasses on it, and his whole person exuded a melancholy and pedantic air.

Wen Baifan wrinkled his nose, his sense of smell was originally more sensitive than ordinary people, not to mention the smell of alcohol on this man was so strong that he had no intention of hiding it.

The boy with a high-pitched voice rolled his eyes, showed a contemptuous look, and said in a volume just enough for people to hear, "I really don't understand why Director Zheng insists on cooperating with this kind of alcoholic. I feel unlucky."

The make-up artist nudged him and reminded him, "Liu Lu, don't say a few words."

It's not that this girl has such a good relationship with Liu Lu in private, she is worried that he will offend others.To be honest, Liu Lu didn't come from a very good background, he was born to be snobbish and talkative, and she didn't think much of him in the bottom of his heart when he was doing chores with no future in front of the crew.

However, once, she accidentally heard Liu Lu calling Zheng Weisheng "uncle". Although the latter ordered him to call Zheng Dao in front of others, the relationship between the two can be said to be obvious.

Besides, on this occasion, she was involved in it all, so it would be inappropriate if she didn't open her mouth to add a few words.

It was the middle-aged man, who bowed his head and held a mobile phone and was typing something intently, turning a deaf ear to Liu Lu's rude words.

The provocation was completely ignored, and Liu Lu couldn't help being even more annoyed.

There is such a relative who is a big director in the family, Liu Lu felt that his knowledge was higher than others since he was a child.His academic performance was very bad, and he was unwilling to continue his studies after graduating from technical secondary school, and he only planned to come to Chaocheng to join Zheng Weisheng.Unexpectedly, after arriving in Chaocheng, he didn't see many glittering stars, and he didn't live the luxurious life in his fantasy, so Zheng Weisheng sent him to a dilapidated studio in the suburbs to do odd jobs for this screenwriter surnamed Yu.

Being an assistant is secondary to other skills. The most important thing is to have a high emotional intelligence, know how to read people, and know how to deal with things.Bisheng Liu Lu is a shallow-sighted person, and has never really dealt with all kinds of people. At first, he thought that Yu Bian was some kind of great personage, so he was only thinking about how to flatter him.

Unexpectedly, the old man had a very bad temper. He just said a few more words when he was writing, but he was thrown out without saying a word.Liu Lu was startled and annoyed, and worried that if he messed up his first job, he would cause Zheng Weisheng's dissatisfaction. My uncle's awe was even greater than before.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Weisheng waved his hands after listening to his carefully whitewashed speech, and instead comforted him: "Teacher Yu is not very tempered, I have wronged you." Just this sentence immediately put the last trace of uneasiness in Liu Lu's heart. After smoothing over, his worries were gone, and his resentment against screenwriter Yu began to rise.

Especially later, he learned from other scene reporters that the old man surnamed Yu was not a big shot in the circle at all, but just an unsatisfactory screenwriter, who was in his 50s and still working in an unknown in the studio.Liu Lu also went to the Internet to check it out. Apart from writing some program scripts for Zheng Weisheng, this old man named Yu Xianyu has never written any good works.

It's just a lost dog, and it dares to bark at him.

"I didn't expect that some people are not very professional, but they are very good at pretending to be deaf-mute." Liu Lu's tone was full of well-known excitement and contempt, "That is, Director Zheng saw that some people were pitiful, and wanted to give a Not to mention the opportunity to make a living, I have been robbed of my fame for nothing, but I didn’t expect that some people don’t know how to be grateful.”

Wen Baifan is the only outsider in this corner.He turned sideways, plugged in the earphones, and stared at the tablet computer with his eyes motionless. He seemed to be concentrating on his own affairs, but he was actually listening to the conversations of these people all the time.

Seeing that Liu Lu's words were getting more and more outrageous, the makeup artist girl hurriedly smoothed things over: "Mr. Yu, don't argue with him, Liu Lu can't speak. In fact, everyone privately said that you are Director Zheng's queen screenwriter, and everyone knows that you two Very good relationship."

"What queen screenwriter?" A flash of anger flashed in the eyes of the man surnamed Yu, and he gave the girl a cold look, "Is he the emperor or am I the eunuch?"

After speaking, his eyes returned to the screen, and he didn't look at the two of them again.

"No, no, you misunderstood. I didn't mean that." The makeup artist girl's tone was very aggrieved.I've heard that this old man is notoriously withdrawn and mean, so I really shouldn't talk too much today.

She caught a glimpse of Liu Lu next to her out of the corner of her eye, and she blamed this little bitch, if he hadn't been the first to flirt, she would be so cheap... The girl had already figured out Liu Lu's temper, so she deliberately said to him: "Hey, Liu Lu , quickly apologize to Teacher Yu."

With a voice that only two people can hear clearly, he persuaded him, "Even Director Zheng has been accommodating him again and again. If you talk to him like this today, do you still want to hang out in the circle in the future?"

Sure enough, Liu Lu jumped three feet high: "I'm not wrong, why do you apologize?"

He actually lacked confidence, but out of intuition, he believed that a stubborn old man like Yu Xianyu who put his self-esteem more important than his life would not sue Zheng Weisheng for what he said today.

"It is said that the higher the level of this person, the more self-restraint he has. He can only vent his anger on low-level handymen like me. Look at Teacher Xiao Shao, what kind of status is that person, and he talks politely to me. Yes. There is a difference in human strength, and some people like to pretend to be blind."

Anyone in the circle who knows a little bit of inside information knows that Zheng Weisheng is Xiao Shao's junior in college, and he received a lot of support from Xiao Shao when he first entered the industry, and this is how he got his status today.Liu Lu was right, if his words reached Zheng Weisheng's ears, the other party would never get angry.

Hearing these words, Yu Xianyu raised his eyes suddenly, and his gloomy eyes fell on Liu Lu's face, "What kind of thing is Xiao Shao?"

"What's what? Director Xiao is known as the king of commercial movies! As long as he makes a movie, it can easily cost hundreds of millions." Liu Lu sneered at his reaction.What is Xiao Shao's status, even if it is jealousy, it is not the turn of someone like Yu Xianyu to be jealous.

He sarcastically said, "You can do what you want."

Yu Xianyu lowered his eyes and uttered three words coldly.

When Liu Lu heard him say "not interested", he curled his lips, feeling that he had the upper hand.Just at this time, the filming over there was about to come to an end, so he quit as soon as he saw it, and went to work with the makeup artist sister.

In the corner, Teacher Wen Baifan, who had been listening to the play with relish, almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

It turns out that this can still be answered like this.

--You you on the line.

— not sexually interesting.

Wen Baifan thought to himself, this uncle is really interesting.Looking up again, the man stood up and slipped his cell phone into the pocket of his jacket. There seemed to be something wrong with his right foot, and he was limping a bit when he walked.

He walked to the elevator, seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then walked towards the nearby safety exit.

Wen Baifan didn't bother to pay attention to this person who only met once.On the other side, the director announced that the shooting in the morning was over, and the entire studio seemed to have been unmute suddenly, and it became lively.

He was about to put the tablet and earphones into his backpack, when he glanced across diagonally from the corner of his eye, and accidentally saw a black square box landed on the public chair.

It was the uncle who fell down just now.

Wen Baifan picked it up and saw that it was a game iris used to identify players. The box itself was only half the size of a palm, and the silver-white metal logo of EG Games Company was hot stamped on the back.The clip just now flashed back in Wen Baifan's mind, and the uncle seemed to have the same logo on the back of his phone.

He remembered seeing such a message on the forum some time ago, saying that EG, the most popular game company at the moment, has launched a cross-generational game console that is still in the testing stage on a small scale, allowing players to have an immersive experience. , The dreamlike game experience, those gossips spread like magic, but I don't know how much of it is true and how much is false.

Wen Baifan turned the box over, and saw a line of flying cursives engraved on the front of the box, which should be the name of this game - "Light of Dreams".

"Director Qiao, the shooting starts at 01:30 in the afternoon. Let's have lunch together?" Zheng Weisheng warmly invited him, and his tone was very sincere, and he could tell that it was not a polite tone.

It stands to reason that although Zheng Weisheng is not in the same industry, with Zheng Weisheng's age, resources and status, his attitude towards young juniors like Qiao Kejun could be more peaceful and casual.And the reason why he is so eager to get closer to Qiao Kejun is that on the one hand, he thinks that this person is very eloquent and worthy of a deep friendship, but more importantly, he has a very strong interest in this young man's wealth and background.

While planning this program a few years ago, Zheng Weisheng received a secretive instruction from above, saying that he was asked to give full play to the experience of a senior media person, use the script setting and camera scheduling to highlight the good qualities of this young man as much as possible in the program. image.

And this is just the beginning.

To this end, they also set up a secret public relations team. The members not only have profound theoretical knowledge in communication and psychology, but also have rich experience in advertising and copywriting, and even give full play to artificial intelligence in data collection. great advantage in analysis.After the program is broadcast, they will promote it in an organized manner on the Internet, with the ultimate goal of shaping Qiao Kejun into a high-profile public figure.

Having been in this circle for so many years, Zheng Weisheng knows that the relationship between entertainment, politics and capital is much more complicated than people imagine.

Thinking of this, the way he looked at Qiao Kejun suddenly became meaningful.

Surrounded by several cameras for a whole morning, no matter how strong Qiao Kejun was, he couldn't hide his tiredness at this moment.He saw Wen Baifan standing near the elevator entrance stretching his neck and looking around from a distance, and he couldn't wait to walk towards him, so he casually declined: "Director Zheng is polite. Sorry, I have an appointment with a friend."

"Then let's go together..." Zheng Weisheng hadn't finished speaking when suddenly there was quite a commotion from the elevator entrance.

Qiao Kejun's footsteps froze suddenly, and he stuck to the spot.

For a moment, Zheng Weisheng had a weird illusion, the air around him seemed to have fallen into absolute silence after a slight shaking, and he could even feel the trembling of a flying mosquito in the air beating its wings.