Battle of the top [entertainment circle]

In the nursing home, an old man who was over eighty years old was holding a thermos cup, turned over lazily, and was bored to ask the staff.

"How old are they?" Qi Weiyi was a little curious.

The staff member was peeling oranges for him, and took the time to answer, "Shengsheng has drawn 60-70, just retired."

"Oh, that younger brother must not be good at acting." Qi Weiyi opened his mouth to eat an orange, and was so sour that his saliva was crazily secreted, and he quickly pushed away the fruit plate.

"Why?" The staff felt puzzled, "Shengsheng is a professional actor, and her acting skills are very good."

"Because he can only act." Qi Weiyi said sharply, "Give him the script and lines, and he can act very well. But like this, you need to put yourself in another person's place completely. He can't act well because it is completely Haven't experienced it."

Qi Weiyi smacked his lips, looked at the blue sky and said, "You must think that Pu Sheng has no feelings at all, and has no self at all. In fact, he has no feelings, so it is very difficult to be himself, how can he live like other people? "

After listening to it, the staff felt that it made sense, nodded and said, "Weiwei really understands Shengsheng."

Qi Weiyi glanced at the other party, "I don't understand him."

The staff smiled, thinking that he was being stubborn again.

But Qi Weiyi knew in his heart that he really didn't understand Pu Sheng.

If you want to understand Pu Sheng, it must be a huge project.The little prince has lived alone for so many years in the void of emotion, hiding himself in the deepest place little by little.

Qi Weiyi is a refined egoist, he can't pull Pu Sheng out of the silent state with all his heart, so he will never reach his heart.

But it's not a big problem, someone has already broken into his heart desperately and stubbornly fished the little prince out of the abyss.

Now, as long as I have a little patience, I can easily become Pu Sheng's good friend.The so-called ancestors planted trees, and descendants took advantage of the shade.

Qi Weiyi thought about it, and ate another piece of orange, almost spit it out from the sourness.

"How did I forget that this orange is sour." Qi Weiyi pushed the plate again, and continued to ask, "Where are the others?"

Staff member: "Yiyi has won the freshman group, 0-10 years old."

"Oh, it suits him very well." Qi Weiyi said happily, "Yiyi is very childish in the first place."

The staff glanced at him, and silently held back the words.

How naive must Qi Weiyi call a person who is naive.

"Then, Li Li chose the 10-20 age group, the youth group."

"Tsk, it's so boring." Qi Weiyi curled his lips, "He usually looks like a teenager, and he knows how to be reckless without thinking. Let him play this, it's almost as if he didn't act."

The staff got the instruction from Meng Dao and started to sow discord, "Does Li Li know that you said he is brainless?"

Qi Weiyi was not afraid of provocation, yawned, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and dialed Yang Li's number.

"Who is it?" Yang Li quickly connected.

Qi Weiyi: "I am your grandfather."

Yang Li: ...

After not seeing each other for a few minutes, Qi Weiyi raised his seniority again.

Qi Weiyi: "It may also be my great-grandfather, I am already 87 years old."

"Oh." Yang Li understood, it turned out to be the setting of the program group, "Grandpa, what's the matter with you?"

"Director Meng asked me to tell you," Qi Weiyi said in a straight voice, "You're brainless."

Yang Li was dissed inexplicably, and his acceptance was good, "Ah, yes."

???

Li Li, you just admit it.

"I also feel that I'm not smart enough, and I seldom consider the consequences when I do things. I'm too reckless." Yang Li's voice was lost, and he was genuinely distressed, "I also want to learn to be more tactful."

Qi Weiyi: "No need."

"Ok?"

"You always keep your sharp edge and don't cater to the world. Sooner or later, the world will turn around and accommodate you."

Yang Li was stunned for a few seconds before trembling, "...Senior brother."

"What senior brother, called grandpa!"

"Grandpa," Yang Li quickly changed his words, his voice was a little sweet, "Thank you."

"Thank you?" Qi Weiyi snorted coldly, "I poured you a bowl of poisonous chicken soup."

Yang Li had a sweet mouth, "The poisonous chicken soup is also delicious, how kind of you."

Qi Weiyi couldn't stand him being crooked, and compliments seemed to cost no money.Moving his fingers, he ruthlessly hung up the phone.

The staff continued. "The next one seems to be the only age-appropriate one. Wu Hua's setting is 30 years old."

"Conforming to age doesn't mean conforming to him." Qi Weiyi dragged his face, "As long as Wu Xiaohua doesn't retire, he will be forever."

"Because you have no brains?"

"No." Qi Weiyi replied, "Because he is limited by his dreams, he can only."

Outside the monitor, after listening to Qi Weiyi's analysis, Meng Heng couldn't help but take out his notebook and start writing.

"Director Meng," Xu You sat beside him, giving him advice, "You should pay Weiwei a salary."

The stingy Meng Heng refused, "What salary do you get? He doesn't work."

"However, how much inspiration Weiwei has given you, shouldn't you give him the money you saved to hire a screenwriter?"

"..." Meng Heng thought about it, and said reluctantly, "All right, I'll ask the kitchen to prepare some more snacks."

"Director Meng," the field controller next to him said faintly, "When "Battle on the Top" is over, you will definitely be hunted down to the ends of the earth by Duwei."

Meng Heng was dumbfounded, "Why?"

"Do you know Qi Weiyi's current weight? 149! Rounded up to one hundred and fifty! Breaking his highest weight record!" The field control collapsed and rubbed his hair, "His brokerage company makes three calls a day, asking us to help Qi Weiyi lose weight, otherwise we will lose weight." I will die with Director Meng."

"Yes, is it that exaggerated?" Meng Heng looked at the screen again.

I have to admit that Qi Weiyi really got a little fatter, and his face almost turned into a small round face.

"His manager was about to cry on the phone, and he asked the program crew hoarsely, 'Do you know how difficult it is to make Qi Weiyi lose weight' and 'Meng Heng, do you have a heart'." The field controller pinched his throat, imitating the crazy manager, "Weiwei will have to rework all the tailor-made haute couture for him next season if he maintains his current body shape."

Meng Heng was disdainful, "Gao Ding? Isn't it just a few ragged clothes?"

"Cough." Xu You reminded, "One piece of clothing costs several million."

millions?How many digits is that?

Meng Heng counted with his fingers, and his expression immediately changed, "Loose weight! I'm going to find a way to make Qi Weiyi lose weight!"

Qi Weiyi lay leisurely on the rocking chair, paralyzed into a salted fish.

Zai Zai has no idea what fate awaits him next.

After the recording in the morning, everyone was still immersed in their respective roles when eating at noon, and the recipes were prepared according to the age set by each person.

Jing Yi got a children's set meal, cream stewed soup, fruit bread, and the staple food was an omurice filled with tomato sauce.The chef specially drew a cute little duck on the omurice.

The little duck opened its mouth and quacked in the next second.

"Yi Yi's lunch looks so cute."

"Yes, it suits you very well!"

"Well, yes." Jing Yi's face was full of remorse, he had given up struggling, and accepted this setting resignedly.

Other people's lunch is not much different from usual, with a balanced mix of meat and vegetables.

But when he arrived in front of Qi Weiyi, all the braised pork ribs and sauced elbows were gone.

In front of the little ancestor was a serving of corn porridge and a serving of stewed delicacies.It completely avoids the vegetables that Qi Weiyi doesn't eat, but it looks very plain, not the taste that this cub likes at all.

Qi Weiyi lowered his head and examined it silently for a few seconds.

"Weiwei, eat quickly." The chef pushed the plate towards Qi Weiyi.

???

Zai Zai... No, Grandpa Qi Weiyi slowly put out a question mark.

"What's this?" he asked, frowning.

"Your lunch." The chef explained, "The program team said that you are old and have high blood fat, so you need to eat something to scrape oil."

"I don't want to eat!" Qi Weiyi protested, "I want to eat meat."

"There is meat, of course!" The chef pointed to him, "Look, boiled shrimp and chicken breast."

Qi Weiyi: ...

Shrimp and chicken breast, he does not dislike, and can even be classified as 'like to eat' food.

But these two things, boiled with water, look dull.

The chef said, "We have also prepared premium beef for you to eat tonight."

"Okay." Qi Weiyi reluctantly picked up the chopsticks.

After Qi Weiyi went to the island, his appetite became very good, and he could eat three bowls of rice per meal on average.

But today, because the side dishes were tasteless, he felt full after eating a little bit, rubbed his stomach and prepared to go upstairs to sleep.

"Weiwei!" The staff quickly grabbed him.

Go to bed after eating, who will gain weight if you don’t gain weight?

They were disgusted in their hearts, but they didn't dare to say it out loud, and on the surface they wanted to coax Zai Zai with a pleasant face.

"Weiwei, shall we go to the beach for a walk?"

"Why do you want to go to the beach? I don't want to go, I want to sleep." Qi Weiyi plausibly said, "I'm 87 years old and my legs and feet are not working well."

Grandpa Qi Weiyi was very angry.They feed themselves 87-year-old recipes and try to stop themselves from taking a nap.

Is it true that the old man has no temper?

Hit you with walking sticks!

"You don't have good legs and feet, you can sit in a wheelchair and let us push you~" Fortunately, Director Meng was already prepared.

"Wheelchair?" Qi Weiyi's eyes lit up.

He's so big, he hasn't been in a wheelchair yet, and he sounds very cool.

Jing Yi next to him was speechless for a while.

Sitting in a wheelchair is no fun, cub.

"Then I want to take the electric one!" Qi Weiyi gestured and said, "There is a remote control and a steering wheel!"

"Yes, you have everything you want." The staff immediately rolled out the electric wheelchair, coaxed Qi Weiyi to sit on it, pushed him to the beach, and placed him in the farthest position from the dormitory building.

Qi Weiyi held the remote control and the steering wheel, and fiddled with it for a long time, but the wheelchair didn't seem to move at all.

"What's the situation?" Zai Zai felt very disappointed, so he could only get out of the wheelchair and study what disease this thing had.

As a result, he looked behind the wheelchair and found that the battery used to provide power was not installed at all.

"..." Qi Weiyi narrowed his eyes and looked at the staff dangerously.

The staff raised their hands high, "It's none of my business, Director Meng asked me to do this!"

Qi Weiyi gritted his teeth and asked, "How old is Meng Heng?"

The staff couldn't say for a while, so they could only give a general range.

"Looks like 40 years old?"

"Oh," Qi Weiyi nodded, his tone was calm, and he sounded a bit serious, "Tell me, if you die at this age, is it considered an untimely death?"

Meng Heng, who was secretly hiding in the dark and was about to die young, hugged himself and shuddered violently.

It's too difficult for the little ancestor to lose weight, huh.

The author has something to say: Meng Heng: Actually, I am eighteen years old this year~

Qi Weiyi: Are you bald at eighteen?