Qin Dong told me to take medicine, but I refused [Entertainment]

A lot of people were invited to the press conference of "Superman Concentration Camp", because the number of people had to be controlled, which resulted in a lot of small media that couldn't enter just at the gate.

Xiang Tanwei was wearing a playful candy-colored suit and big sunglasses. After his car stabilized, he got out of the car quite aura.Behind him are assistant Xiao Jin and manager Wu Ziqi.

When the security guards on both sides saw that he was a key person, they immediately cleared the way for him and blocked the media who wanted to stick to him.

The flashing lights of the media kept flashing and they asked endless questions, but he just smiled and didn't reply.

The guide has been waiting at the door, and greeted Xiang Tanwei warmly: "Hi Tanwei, I am the receptionist, please follow me."

Detective Xiang smiled gently and followed her to the interior.

Because it was a variety show press conference, Sunlight and Qin Han adopted the whole process of webcasting and selective broadcasting of entertainment programs on Sunlight Satellite TV to increase publicity.

So when Xiang Tanwei entered the door, he saw the camera fixed in the entrance area.

"How many interface windows are arranged for the online live broadcast? There are cameras starting here." Xiang Tanwei asked.

"There are three entrances and exits and work areas in the backstage, one in the conference room, and two in the front desk." The usher felt Xiang Tanwei's gentle voice, and subconsciously softened his voice a bit.

Xiang Tanwei looked at the first camera and smiled softly: "Hi everyone, are you watching the live broadcast seriously?"

All kinds of barrage on the Internet completely exploded at this moment.

【"Yes, yes."

"Couldn't be more serious."

"Oh my God, my Weiwei is still so gentle today, I want to think [beep——]."] Fortunately, Xiang Tanwei can't feel it at all for the time being, he blinked slyly: "I will bring you a big surprise in this variety show of."

【"Surprised?"

"Oh my God, why are your barrages so filthy? We agreed to be Tanwei's pure little angel today, the cutest calculus?"

"Wait for me who said you were pure."]

Luckily, the internet is different from reality. Seeing Xiang Tanwei like this, a gentle smile naturally appeared on the face of the guide.

After Xiang Tanwei finished speaking, he smiled at the guide and asked her to continue leading the way.

Well, his main task today is not to occupy a place at the door.

Seeing that Xiang Tanwei had put on his makeup, the guide took him directly to the conference room.

In the conference room, except for Fu Wenwei who had not yet arrived, the others had just arrived. The staff brought tea and pastries, and they sat on the sofa chatting with the host.

Yang Lei, the host of the press conference, greeted Xiang Tanwei immediately when he saw Xiang Tanwei: "Oh, Tanwei, I secretly got some tidbits from Director Song Jianwen. I really like to see you on camera."

Xiang Tan smiled: "As long as you like it, I was still discussing with Mr. Wu on the way here, asking whether my image will lose fans if my image changes drastically."

Ge Lixuan sat on the sofa and shouted: "Who is this, who is this, I don't know anyone who is polite."

The twins yelled, "Ouch ouch—"

"What are you talking about that I don't understand?" Xiang Tanwei sat next to a few people, deliberately pretending that he didn't understand.

Ying Qiuqiu blushed slightly with a smile: "Just by looking at your clothes, you must be ready for a big image change."

Detective Xiang chuckled slightly, acquiescing to Ying Qiuqiu's words: "Does my suit look like a clown in a circus? I chose it on purpose."

Ying Qiuqiu was super cooperative: "Like."

Seeing that Ying Qiuqiu was blushing, Yang Lei joked: "Yo, Goddess Ying is indeed prone to blushing, so she's getting on her face. We didn't serve any alcoholic beverages today."

The temperature on Ying Qiuqiu's face rose again.

Yang Lei was funny, he accepted it when he saw it, and the topic shifted to Fu Wenwei: "It's a good thing Brother Wen Wei hasn't arrived yet, otherwise it wouldn't be my turn to be the host."

"Wow, I could hear you talking bad about me as soon as I came in." Fu Wenwei was wearing a black orthodox suit. He wanted to pretend to be the only decent person, but he laughed as soon as he entered the door.

Yang Lei originally sat down with Xiang Tanwei, but now he stood up in a panic and clarified: "How could I, you are the senior I admire the most."

"Wow, wow, the most admired senior." Ge Lixuan leaned on the back of the chair and exaggeratedly drew a heart on his head with both hands, "Teacher, I grew up watching your TV series."

Fu Wenwei begged for mercy: "Don't, don't say that, it feels like I'm living in the last century."

Xiang Tan thought for a while, and asked Chai Zicong quite humbly: "Xiao Cong, isn't it only a few years since we entered the 21st century?"

Chai Zicong understood: "We have been in the 21st century for less than 20 years. Wen Weige has debuted for more than 20 years, so to some extent, he is a product of the last century."

Fu Wenwei: "..."

Yang Lei laughed loudly: "Superman is really super funny, don't be stage fright when you get off stage."

Ge Lixuan looked at Ying Qiuqiu: "Wow Goddess Goddess, do you want to change into a training uniform and play again, so that you can kill all the audience. To be honest, whoever says we are not good, you go up and beat him up."

Several other people fully agreed, and nodded wildly: "Yes, whoever makes us unhappy, you go up and beat him."

Fu Wenwei encouraged: "Then, why don't you come and practice your hands? I think little brother Yang Lei really wants to experience it."

Yang Lei ran away: "I am a host, you can't do this."

As a result, the host thought that these people might just be posturing and didn't run fast, and was grabbed and pulled back by Chai Zicong three seconds later: "Brother Lei, think about it, the words have been spoken, the audience must be looking forward to it." .”

Yang Lei frowned: "What are you expecting? I didn't say anything."

Chai Ziming helped his brother throw the host to Ying Qiuqiu.

Ying Qiuqiu's Taekwondo basically relies on her legs. In order to prevent her from gesticulating twice when she goes on stage, she is wearing a small black suit today, a special kind.

Under the booing of everyone, she stood up hesitantly, thinking about whether she should really let the host experience it, or just let it go as a joke.

[Six people form a circle and throw the host ball.

Ying Qiuqiu was still hesitating whether to catch the ball or not.

Xiang Tanwei: Ah, did you hear the ball crowing?

Ge Lixuan: What, will the host still call the ball?

Fu Wenwei: Ah, the wind is really noisy today.

Chai Zicong: Go, master ball, oh no, host ball.

Chai Ziming: Hee hee hee hee. ]

Fortunately, Yang Lei was lucky. The staff came to report that the front desk had been set up properly, and the host could go up to warm up the scene first.

Yang Lei struggled to get up from the sofa: "I, I'm going to the front desk. Is my hair messy?"

Ge Lixuan said: "It's okay, it's okay, if you get messed up, you can play with a temporary wig."

Yang Lei: "..."

It's a pity for a serious supporter of the press conference, and he is completely out of shape after being caught by these six superhuman demons who have evolved into neuropathy.

Fu Wenwei took a sip of tea to soothe his throat, and still sighed: "This little host is so interesting, he is so suitable to come to our program. Remember to invite the program team next time. It's boring to always invite special guests like us."

The staff member said beside him: "Six people, get ready, they will be playing soon."

The six of them shook their heads in unison: "We can play right away."

……

Song Jianwen PD is in the studio, and the computer in front of him is on live broadcast.

The computer is connected to the projector, and the live broadcast is directly projected onto the wall opposite the studio.

He smiled and said to the people next to him: "They have only filmed twice, and the tacit understanding has already reached such a high level. Director Qin, your artists from Qinhan Media are quite good, really."

Qin Mingli let out a "hmm", but his eyes were still on the screen.

Song Jianwen's pd is still rambling: "If you want me to say, this variety show is not scientific if it is not popular. The props, post production, and personnel are all used to the best, and those with the most funny spirit must be used."

Wang Jiarong held a cigarette in his mouth and wanted to smoke, but his sister next to him took it away: "Don't smoke indoors."

He glanced at it: "I'm holding it."

Wang Jiaqi: "If you talk again, quit smoking for me."

Wang Jiarong: "..."

Song pd smiled: "Little Wang Dong, smoking is not allowed in public places here. If you want to smoke, you can go to the smoking room or the bathroom."

Wang Jiarong sighed slightly: "Yes."

On the other side, the executives of Sunshine Satellite TV looked at the slapstick scene on the screen: "Although it looks very relaxed, it seems that there is no sense of hilarity that can catch people. Is the official program editing ready?"

Song pd replied: "The first episode is already being rendered, and the second episode is still in the editing process. We will send it to you as soon as the first episode is ready."

Qin Mingli nodded, then stood up: "Since the host has already entered the stage, it's about time we went off stage."

Others responded one after another, feeling that the time was almost up.

Song pd got up quickly: "Then I will take everyone there."

Qin Mingli replied, "Yes."

Song pd opened the door for everyone, and led the group of high-level executives to the venue at the front desk.

Wang Jiarong glanced at the expression on Qin Mingli's face: "In a bad mood?"

Qin Mingli has long been used to listening to the thoughts of so many people at the same time, his expression is cold: "No."

Wang Jiaqi brushed her hair to the side: "Mingli, Jiarong and I are fine here. If you feel tired, just go back and rest."

Qin Mingli: "Sister Wang, I'm fine."

Wang Jiaqi is familiar with Qin Mingli: "There will be a dinner after the press conference, are you sure you want to attend?"

Qin Mingli: "Yes."

Wang Jiaqi glanced at Wang Jiarong: [Is it really because of the little star Xiang Tanwei? ]

Wang Jiarong smiled lightly, and made a gesture of spreading his hands to his sister. He didn't know anything about that little singer.

The distance between the studio and the front desk is not too far.

Song pd led people to their seats.The seat floor is at the front of all seats and is the place furthest away from the media behind them.

Qin Mingli took his seat, waiting for the opening of the press conference.