The actor's personal paparazzi

By the time Song Bocheng took over the microphone from Bai Yifan and played again, it was already the end of the program recording.He seconded a few words with the host, and then didn't speak again until the end of the recording, which meant that the microphone was useless.

With the host's final farewell speech, this issue of "Joyful Camp" has come to a successful conclusion. Except for some discrepancies with the original set content, the effect of the program is still so good.As for those small discrepancies, the audience didn't know about them. Naturally, the program team didn't think about giving Song Bocheng a reasonable explanation for the microphone.

Bai Yifan followed Song Bocheng back to the dressing room to remove his make-up. He has always been worried about the microphone. If the staff hadn't given him a microphone that was not fully charged, the recording content might have been completely different. At the same time, he blamed himself for not checking the equipment. .He hesitated to speak and looked at Song Bocheng who was taking off his makeup, and walked around beside him irritably.

"You're walking around, are you constipated?"

Bai Yifan couldn't help but rolled his eyes when he was choking on a single sentence, and said angrily, "I think it's a pity today."

Song Bocheng opened his eyes and looked at him curiously, then closed his eyes again nonchalantly, "It's a pity that you can't record a video and post a headline after such a good opportunity."

Bai Yifan couldn't wait to go up and pinch the other party's neck to question, he obviously didn't mean that, why did Song Bocheng always misunderstand his words!

"You better shut up."

"What did you say?"

Immediately enraged, Song Bocheng waved away the make-up artist's hand and glared at Bai Yifan.

It's a pity that the other party looked like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water, fanning the wind with his hand, saying sarcastic words, "It's so hot today."

Song Bocheng had blue veins on his forehead, he clenched his fists several times, but still endured.

Sometimes, man, you just can't be quick.Bai Yifan angered Song Bocheng's fate, that is, he was taken out of the dressing room by the collar, this look appeared, the busy staff in the backstage collectively stopped their movements, and looked at the two people without blinking. People gradually walk away.

"Song Bocheng, let me down!"

The person whose surname was called was not affected at all, and carried him all the way to the car door.

"Go up."

Bai Yifan was put on the ground, he snorted, looked at the driver's door in front of him, turned a corner and sat in the co-pilot's seat.

Song Bocheng, who was acting as the driver again, couldn't help complaining: "Puppy, should you drive?"

It's a pity that Bai Yifan doesn't know how to drive, he said confidently that he is not afraid of dying on the road, he can try.

"I can't drive, why don't you take the nanny car?"

At this time the car had already started, Song Bocheng put one hand on the car window and the other hand on the steering wheel, and said, "I'm used to it."

Bai Yifan couldn't help but speculate, "Is it because no one is willing to be your driver? With your temper, I don't want to endure it!"

Song Bocheng couldn't bear it anymore and said, "I think you owe a beating."

Bai Yifan recalled that tragic incident in the kitchen, and moved to the side in fear, his eyeballs whirling around.Changed the subject in a timely manner, "It's such a pity today."

Song Bocheng didn't intend to do anything at all, and walked down the other side's steps in a timely manner.He raised his chin to show that he heard it, and signaled the other party to continue.

Since he was allowed to speak, Bai Yifan expressed all the grievances in his stomach.

"I think today's incident was intentional. You memorized so many lines for a day, but you couldn't speak when you were recording the show. Isn't it just a joke? And the high jump game, how much did the host give Yang Ke a trial jump?" It's only been the next time! She made you jump straight away, does she think you are very good! I'm so angry!"

Song Bocheng laughed silently as he listened to the puppy's long talk.

Seeing his indifference, Bai Yifan couldn't help asking: "Don't you feel it's a pity? "Happy Camp"! The number one variety show!"

Song Bocheng touched the bridge of his nose with his index finger, and said with a smile, "What is this?"

Hearing this tone, Bai Yifan's soul of gossip was instantly ignited. Could it be that Song Bocheng had any more sad experience than this before?

He asked curiously: "Is there something more powerful? Let's hear it."

It's a pity that no matter how much he asked, Song Bocheng insisted on not uttering a single word. He was so annoyed by the question that he was directly slapped in the head.

Bai Yifan rubbed his forehead and complained: "Isn't it just because I care about you!"

I heard him chirping in the carriage, and finally arrived home.

Song Bocheng got out of the car first, picked out his eardrums that were still buzzing, and proved his dissatisfaction with actions.

The two walked in the corridor one after the other, Bai Yifan followed Song Bocheng, looked at his straight waist, and suddenly wanted to do something with maternal instinct.

"Shall I cook dinner today?"

Song Bocheng paused when he turned the door lock, and said with disgust, "May I have some soup?"

Bai Yifan scratched his head, walked into the room and closed the door, squatted down to change his shoes.Thinking back on his previous skills, he didn't want to experience it again, so he said in a muffled voice, "Then let's order dinner together?"

Song Bocheng said it was acceptable.

The two of them held their mobile phones, nestled on the sofa, and chose for a long time, head to head, and finally ordered a restaurant, quickly selected dishes, and submitted the order.

While waiting for the meal, Song Bocheng went to take a shower, and Bai Yifan prepared the dishes, and the distribution was considered harmonious.

By the time the two of them had packed up and the food had been delivered, it was the first time they got along so peacefully.

Bai Yifan was very satisfied with this, he thought for a while, and started the topic.

"I don't think you are as rumored."

Song Bocheng swallowed his food, "My image is not written by you."

Bai Yifan recalled it, and looked at Song Bocheng apologetically, "I only wrote about you being unfilial, I really didn't write anything else, like you playing big names, often swearing at people, it's all written by others, it has nothing to do with me."

"Oh, didn't you write that I was impotent?"

After the two finished speaking, they looked at each other and laughed.

"Hey, what was your first impression of me?"

"Little dwarf."

Bai Yifan snorted, put down the chopsticks in his hand and said: "My first impression of you is that you have a bad temper! Knowing more about you will further confirm your first point of view!"

Song Bocheng shrugged noncommittally, "Believe it or not, I'll throw you out now."

Bai Yifan didn't believe his words, the two of them had been together for a few days, and he had a new understanding of Song Bocheng, he was not afraid of Song Bocheng if he had a bit of a venomous tongue, commonly known as thunder and rain.

"I think you are very serious about your work, you can bear hardships and stand hard work, and you don't complain too much. You are really responsible for your work and there is nothing wrong with it. If you can restrain your temper, more fans will like you."

Listening to the other party's sincere words, Song Bocheng nodded in agreement, but his temper is not something that can be controlled just by controlling it.When he first debuted, he was unanimously recognized by the company's senior management as a brat who didn't know what to do.

But it was because of his temper that he appeared in the headlines again and again, from "Third-rate Little Star Plays a Big Name" at the beginning, to "This Actor's Acting Skills Are Not Bad", and finally he won the Best Actor, never again. People dare to speak ill of him.

Recalling so far, Song Bocheng knocked on the plate and said, "Do you want me to swallow everything I encounter?"

Bai Yifan shook his head in disapproval. He thought for a while and nodded, and said, "Male stars will be better, and female stars can only be manipulated, right? But why didn't you talk to the program crew about the microphone problem today?"

Song Bocheng frowned. He didn't want to get entangled in this matter at first, but the puppy asked again and again, and he was very annoyed, so he had to explain: "The show is recorded live, and there is not much intermission time. At this time, I had a dispute with the director, which would affect the viewing effect of the audience."

These few words seemed to have nothing to do with it, Bai Yifan responded smoothly, and he couldn't help snickering in his heart when he thought about it.

Sure enough, Song Bocheng still feels sorry for the fans. Those girls feed the mosquitoes off stage at night just to catch a glimpse of him. If Song Bocheng got into an argument with the director because of the microphone problem during the recording of the show, the fans must be very worried and it would cause discomfort. necessary trouble.

Song Bocheng saw that Bai Yifan obviously didn't have the same appetite as before tonight, but now he was deep in thought. After thinking for a while, he reached out and picked up a chopstick of celery, and handed it to the other party's bowl, "Eat quickly."

Bai Yifan looked gratefully at the food that Song Bocheng brought, poured it into his mouth with tears in his eyes, and said vaguely: "I think you are really handsome today, and I suddenly have a good impression of you."

Song Bocheng said dissatisfied: "Speaking of which, I haven't asked you yet, shouldn't your male god be me? What is Tang Jingjue?"

Bai Yifan almost choked his throat after taking a bite of the dish, he coughed, and quickly picked up a few pieces of meat and put them into the opponent's bowl, "God, eat more meat."

Song Bocheng snorted, and ate the meat he caught in order to save face.

This dinner without candlelight was spent chatting between the two of them, and they seemed to have gotten to know each other a lot better.

Song Bocheng also had some changes towards Bai Yifan, but the changes were not very big. In his cognition, a dwarf will always be a dwarf, and a puppy will still be a puppy, so he may have to be called an idiot.

If Bai Yifan knew that he had only known Song Bocheng for less than a week, and that he had several nicknames, he would definitely jump up in anger. Fortunately, he still thinks Song Bocheng is nice!To criticize him like this in my heart!

The author has something to say: Doubao heard that the best chapter is 4500+ every other day, but QAQ has been raining heavily recently. Doubao was drenched in the rain when I went out in the morning, and was drenched in the rain again when I came back at night. As long as I go out, it will rain.I'm pouring water... my brain is flooded, _(:3J∠)_ is really powerless.

There will be more when I feel better!I'm really sorry, it was originally the next day that there were so few QAQ sinners who took the blame and ran away.