After winning the male lead [Quick Transmigration]

This time the hosts made a group of disturbances, and under the full public relations of snail.com, they finally did not cause disturbances on the Internet.

The next day Chi Qishu was called up by Zhong Er to put on makeup very early. When he arrived in the dressing room, he found that the priest got up earlier than him.

Holding the pumpkin head, the priest froze his head and waved his paws.

"Morning."

Chi Qishu found a stool nearby and sat down. He glanced at the pumpkin hat on the priest's head, and there were many clips connected from the hair, which looked like an ET.

"The performance at night is just a one-off, and you still have a permanent hairstyle?"

"You don't understand," the priest chatted with fans in the Feixu group on his mobile phone, "My next choreography will be a bit forest-like, so the hairstyle is done in advance, so as to avoid being punished twice."

A makeup artist came over and wanted to make up Chi Qishu, but he refused with a smile.

"Don't you put on a wig?"

If the hairstyle changes frequently, the hair potion will also damage the hair and scalp. The safest way is to stick a wig.

"If the styling requires long hair, I will stick that thing, but the glue makes my scalp itchy, I don't like that thing very much," the priest turned his head and asked Qianzhang, "I'm going to start a live broadcast later, do you want Are you in the mirror?"

Chi Qishu took out the mask and put it on, and the priest understood it at a glance, "OK, keep it mysterious."

The priest who started the live broadcast really saw the little balls, and he smiled and glanced at Qianzhang who was playing with his mobile phone with his head down beside him.

"You guys must be here. I didn't expect that everyone got up so early before the celebration started."

——hahaha sacrifice something on your head to make you look like a fool

——What kind of modeling is this?

——Oh my god, the celebration will start tomorrow night, do the hosts have to get up so early to put on makeup?

——Sacrifice, turn the camera around and let us see the dressing room.

"Look at the dressing room? I think you want to see Qianzhang." The priest had already seen these duplicitous goblins clearly, and he didn't hesitate, and turned the camera directly, "Look, look, this is you The thousand chapters are big, cold and enthusiastic, independent of the world!"

Qian Zhang held the phone, raised his eyelids, and glanced at the priest.

"Look at Qianzhang's stinky eyes just now! Did you see that!"

The camera was always facing this way, and Chi Qishu couldn't even play with his mobile phone at ease. He simply raised his head, looked at the dense barrage of bullets on the public screen in the live broadcast room, and sneered.

"Why don't you think about you?" Qianzhang said mercilessly, "What kind of adjective are you, cold and enthusiastic?"

"I'm praising you for your enthusiasm, baby!" Sacrificially, the priest turned the camera back and looked at the barrage, "Don't be disappointed, babies, you should be thankful that you can see Qianzhang's status outside of the live broadcast."

——I really want to take off Qianzhang’s big mask

——I'm sorry, I'm the mask, I'm coming down now.

——Don't worry, everyone, I don't believe that Qianzhang can still sing with a mask on!

——Looking forward to [Star Eyes.jpg]

The priest turned his head and asked Chi Qishu, "Aren't you going to turn on your live broadcast room? Let's chat with each other."

Although Qianzhang's account has grown rapidly, compared with a big anchor like Jiji, the number of followers is still about 200 million. Jiji talks about mutual popularity, but Qianzhang actually takes advantage of it.

It's just that the two are good buddies, so they don't care about so much.

So after the sacrifice started the live broadcast, Qianzhang said something in his octopus ball group, and attracted some of his fans.

"No," Qian Zhang saw that Zhong Er had gone out, so he said, "I just came here to punch a card, and I will go back to sleep later."

Sacrifice, "..."

Chi Qishu has already reported to the program director that he will wear his own clothes on stage.

Since the anchor himself doesn't care, the director won't forcefully persuade him.

After all, Chi Qishu would wear a mask on stage, so he didn't even need makeup.

When leaving, many anchors who received the editor's notice came to the dressing room one after another. The cow has been closely following the outdoor anchor, and the live broadcast is still in his hand.

Compared with yesterday's bewilderment, the outdoor anchor started to take care of the cows at this time, and would stop and wait for him when the cows didn't keep up.

Chi Qishu was thoughtful, it seems that the priest was abandoned?

As a result, Chi Qishu didn't go back to sleep either.

His program mask was made by the program team, but he hadn't seen the finished product after all. In case of accidents, Chi Qishu planned to buy a mask himself as a backup.

After leaving the studio, Chi Qishu found that he had only stayed inside for more than 20 minutes, and when he came out, there were already fans standing outside holding a light sign.

After all, the anchor's fans are few. At a glance, they are basically the fans of the artists announced on the list last night, among which Su Que and Ding Xiqiu's fans accounted for most of them.

No wonder Snail.com announced the list of these two people first. Looking at the fans who occupy half of the country, you can understand how popular the two are in the entertainment industry.

"Rourou, look over there, is it some boy group?"

Chi Qishu would never have thought that when he was looking at others, others were also looking at him.

Seeing a boy with a good figure and a mask coming out, most of the bored fans all looked over.

"Which boy groups have you invited tonight?" Although it's only [-] o'clock in the morning, the sun is already very poisonous, and the fans seem to feel no heat when they hold up the lights. Passed, "Hey, what a beautiful little brother!"

"He wears a mask, and you still know what he looks like?" The companion didn't believe it.

"Look at that temperament and appearance, how can it be ugly?"

"Ah, someone is going to ask for an autograph!"

Chi Qishu looked at several girls standing in front of him, their hot hair was wet, but the smiles on their faces remained undiminished.

"Little brother, we are all your fans, we have liked you for a long time, and we also like your plays very much!"

Chi Qishu was stopped, so he could only stop first, and raised the corners of his mouth jokingly, "Oh? Which play am I acting in?"

The little girl probably didn't expect to be asked back, her face immediately turned red, she looked at her partner beside her awkwardly, and answered in a stumbling manner: "It's...it's that very popular idol drama..."

Chi Qishu nodded, and sighed regretfully when the little girl thought she had gotten away with it.

"Sorry, I guess you have misunderstood the person, I am not an actor."

As soon as the handsome guy in front of him said that he was not an actor, the companion who was standing with the girl immediately spoke up.

"I like your song very much! Little brother, please sign us."

Chi Qishu remained calm, moving with slow but firm small steps, but said regretfully, "Ah, sorry, I'm not a singer either."

After finishing speaking, Chi Qishu ran away!

When he ran, the little girl who had surrounded him was stunned, and he didn't react for a while.

When everyone ran away, they looked at each other.

"It's not a star?!"

You are not a star, what kind of mask do you wear!Cause them to misunderstand!

……

Su Que had just finished a night show, and then flew to the headquarters of Snail.com overnight by plane. At this time, he was leaning tiredly in the nanny's car to catch up on sleep.

The manager looked at the itinerary to see if he could squeeze out the next day for Su Que to rest.

"Sister Ma, I'm afraid I won't be able to take it if Brother Su drives me away like this." The assistant lowered his voice and said to the manager.

"So I don't agree with him accepting this announcement," the agent said before he stopped. Since he has answered all the calls, now he can only find a way to solve it. "I will go to the person in charge of Snail.com to confirm Process, you take Su Que to rest."

Su Que stayed at the hotel booked by Snail.com this time, so the car will drive there directly, but he still has to do the styling at night, Su Que only has three hours of rest today.

"Okay." The assistant quickly wrote it down.

But at this moment, Su Que suddenly opened his eyes with his eyes closed, "Are you sure that the anchor who sang the song "Dead Man" will participate tonight?"

Although there was no disturbance on the Internet, he also got some news about the disturbance caused by the host of Snail.com yesterday.

It doesn't matter to other anchors, he is here mainly for Qianzhang, don't let him go for nothing.

"This is the program list finalized by Snail.com, you can take a look." Then, the agent handed over a program list in the shape of an invitation, "His program is ranked fifth, and he has already played with Snail. The phone is confirmed."

Hearing this, Su Que finally showed a smile on his expressionless face.

"I probably won't notice at night. If you see him leaving, remember to stop him for me."

At the beginning, Su Que really didn't notice such a person. After all, he was busy filming every day, so he was not familiar with some singers, let alone anchors.

Later, the agent brought the song, which was originally the protagonist he played, but after more than a year after the filming of the film, he was moved by that role again.

After that, he received a call from the director, and he felt a little sorry to hear what the director meant.

At the beginning of the song "Dead Man", the planning department found many singers to audition, but none of them could sing the feeling the director wanted.

Since everyone's singing didn't meet expectations, the director finally sold the producer's face and gave the song to a brokerage company to praise their debut artists.

But now, even after the show was over, such a singer suddenly appeared and sang the song they had originally envisioned, and it was in a more touching way.

"With such a voice, he's actually an anchor," the director was still a little unwilling. "If he had debuted, I wouldn't have been able to sell the theme song. I'd definitely be able to find him..."

"Our play is already very successful, so don't feel sorry for the director." Although Su Que said that, Qian Zhang's singing voice could be faintly heard from the speakers next to him.

"But it can be more perfect, can't it?"

After hanging up the phone, Su Que looked at the photo sent to him by his agent. There was only a silhouette, and the composition was not perfect. There were also some photos of Qianzhang when he was in school.

But for some reason, Su Que couldn't get back to his senses for a long time looking at the photo with an imperfect composition.