You are a black technology boss, you didn't say it sooner!

The producer of "Peak Dance" actually changed in the middle.

Even the filming team of the show was completely replaced, and the filming of the show started quietly, not to mention not notifying the producer, not even the production company.

As partners who have already signed a contract, Deep Space Wonderland and Gaze are still immersed in a peaceful atmosphere, belatedly and innocently, completely unaware that they have been abandoned.

After several months of running-in between the TV station and Deep Space, the shooting method has long been honed to the smallest detail, and some special VR equipment used in the program is also customized in Deep Space.

The cooperation between the two parties has deepened for this sake, and it can be changed at will.

This is far too magical and realistic.

"Producer Qian, right?" Lou Qingyan didn't ask in detail, probably the two staff who guarded the gate didn't know the inside story, "Do you have a picture of him, let me see it."

The two of them frowned, with an expression of disapproval on your face, and a bit of contempt in their tone, "Lou Qingyan, you'd better go back, although I don't know exactly what happened, but everything is already established Facts cannot be transferred by your will. Although we are gatekeepers, we also have principles..."

Lou Qingyan didn't speak, took out her phone, and opened WeChat.

Just click into a window and enter the transfer amount: 500.

The phone screen was in front of them, and the two looked at each other, gradually showing colorful and diverse expressions on their faces...

Seeing that they still didn't speak, Lou Qingyan took it back to modify the number, and confronted them again, the number became 1000.

"One person, this number, just send me a photo."

Two people: grass.

In front of Lou Qingyan, the fastest action in history of touching the phone, opening WeChat, and flipping through the QR code was staged. Accept transfers.

When Lou Qingyan got the photo, he really transferred 1000 yuan by himself.

This was not enough, he entered the number into the transfer box: 10000, and added the text: Let me in.

That's right, four zeros this time.

The two staff members looked straight at each other.

After two years, Lou Qingyan still used the old saying: "I have nothing else but a lot of money."

Is a problem that money can solve still a problem?

The two bowed out respectfully.

One minute later, Lou Qingyan appeared in the auditorium of the studio with a copy of his pocket.

Watching this program that should belong to the deep space, he didn't panic or get annoyed, with curiosity on his face.

After only 10 minutes, curiosity turned into deep disgust.

This show was much different from what he had imagined.

It's nothing to be cut off, put on pigeons, and despised.

What he can't tolerate is that this show is ruined, leaving a vacancy in his VR promotional map.

The height of the program group and his standing is different. In the eyes of Producer Qian, there may be only one program, but in Lou Qingyan's eyes, it is the expansion progress of the entire VR industry.

He got up and left the auditorium, walked out, and found the two staff members again.

The number entered into the transfer page this time caused the two of them to kneel on the spot.

"Damn, boss, don't scare us, what the hell are you trying to do!"

"Come here with your ear," Lou Qingyan said coolly, "I will tell you one thing."

After the explanation, the two continued to go crazy for a while, and finally fully understood what he meant.

Nothing to do with him, he returned to the arena again and found an empty seat to sit down.

About five or six minutes later, the doors on all sides of the studio opened a narrow gap, and seven or eight figures slipped in, squatting quietly beside the auditorium, and strike up a conversation with the audience in various ways.

There is a graceful faction: "Where is my sister? Oh, a nearby university, how did you come to our show..."

There is a straight ball faction: "Oh, that's it, we are holding an event, get up and leave immediately, and return the cash 888 immediately..."

And the domineering president sent: "Here? Here's the QR code, I'll send you money, follow me."

A small-scale commotion gradually appeared in the field.

From the outside to the inside, small gossip slowly spread...

Lou Qingyan sat in the middle, and soon heard the people beside him whispering:

"Everyone over there is saying that you will get 888 cash back now when you leave the venue."

"What, are you crazy? You thought today was Double Eleven?"

"But my classmates who went out really got the money. Look at my group and take crazy screenshots. They are all 999+ right now."

"Fuck, who is sabotaging Fran Satellite TV? There are more than 1000 people in the studio, isn't this just throwing out 100 million RMB???"

"What nonsense, anyway, I'm leaving, are you leaving?"

Flan Satellite TV's programs do not sell tickets, they are usually given to partners and spread through various channels.

Most of the audience got tickets from free channels, and a small part bought them from scalpers.Because it is a little-known amateur show, and it was the first recording, the scalper ticket price for this show is very low, only more than 100 yuan.

Return to 888 when you leave the market, and you really won’t lose money.

After about ten minutes, the entire area around the studio was empty. The on-site director noticed something was wrong and urged the staff repeatedly: "What's going on? Go and have a look."

After checking it back and forth, the central area gradually became empty.

The images of the auditorium captured by the camera became more and more embarrassing, with more and more empty seats, and in the end it was impossible to take pictures at all.What should have been a dense mass of human heads now turned into sparse pits.

Producer Qian roared in the background: "What happened, what happened!"

"Finally found out, it is said that someone is distributing money at the entrance of the studio, and as long as you leave the venue, you will be issued 888..."

"What are you talking about??" Producer Qian seemed to be listening to a joke from outer space, "Distribute money at the door?????"

"I can really get it, we just pretended to be an audience and got it at the door..."

"? What's the matter with the eagerness in your tone?"

"..."

Producer Qian kicked the table, failed to knock it over, hugged his feet and wailed, "Whoever is distributing the money, let him go! Let him go immediately!!"

"Don't worry, Director, the security guards have been called to drive them out, and I promise to calm this matter down immediately."

At the entrance of the studio, security guards really rushed over with arrogance.

The "volunteers" who were distributing money were a little panicked, "What should I do?"

"Worried about Sazi," said the two leaders, who were the two guarding the gate at the beginning.

They have long succumbed to the forces of evil at the speed of light.

Thinking back on how I faced Lou Qingyan at the beginning, and how I faced Lou Qingyan now, the two of them had a profound understanding of life.

"Don't worry, there is nothing wrong with money ahead."

After all, he rolled up his sleeves and greeted the security guard with his head held high.

Like the calm, steady, and confident mother chicken in the eagle catching chicks.

As the off-site eviction program was tainted with money, it quickly degenerated into a game of eagles and chickens.

Therefore, in the background, a group of people waited and waited for more than half an hour, but no good news came.

Every few minutes, a staff member would get up and say, "Why hasn't there been any movement, I'll go ahead and take a look."

After going out, it will be captured by colleagues who have just left the front foot.

Two colleagues hold hands and communicate enthusiastically.

"Oh, oh, you slipped out too."

"Yes, yes, did you get the money?"

"Isn't it just coming out, it hasn't gone yet."

"Then we are together?"

"Okay, okay, let's go get 888 together, my Alipay is already hungry and thirsty."

Only those who went out and no one came in. Just like that, the backstage of the studio gradually became empty...

When Producer Qian came to his senses, he was about to become a loner. Looking carefully, there were a few people around who hadn't left, all of whom were not short of money...

"This bunch of money-seekers! Traitors! Traitors!" He roared angrily and kicked his other foot towards the table, then squatted down wailing.

The rest of the people looked at his incompetent and furious look, and when he finished venting, they reminded: "The editor and director said that the recording can't be continued, and the public judges are all gone..."

"Then stop! All stop! Hurry up and stop!"

Producer Qian got up in a jiffy, like the protagonist in Didini's animation when he was looking for someone to settle accounts, panting heavily, stretching his neck forward, arching his back, the gorilla lowered his hands, and walked towards the front desk step by step.

Needless to say, the previous program had already stopped.

The players sat in the player seats and looked at each other.

The guests sit in the guest seats and watch a good show... No matter what happens, it will have no effect on them. The show is so popular that they can even search for it.

The auditorium was almost empty, and the scattered people who were still present were all from families with good money and engaged in small online videos.

In the age of traffic, if the ceiling falls and kills ten people, one of them is an Internet celebrity.

Even if you are not an Internet celebrity, you have to raise your phone to take a picture when encountering such a scene, and send it to Moments to show off.

Therefore, at this moment, the cameras were lifted up one after another, wantonly aiming at the embarrassing and embarrassing scene in the field.

There are several self-media companies who come to explore Flan's new variety show, there is also a Douyin influencer, and a u station big up master.

Internet celebrities and up hosts started live broadcasts at the same time. One was called "The biggest studio accident in the history of the Flanders studio, who was behind it?" I reluctantly gave up the huge red envelope..."

All in all, it's not a good live broadcast.

Producer Qian knew that there was going to be a big news today, but the problem was that he didn't want to make such a scene at all.He has watched the program planning and demo, and he knows how explosive this program will be if it is done well.

"Don't take pictures, don't take pictures at all." He couldn't help but jump.

Countless shots were aimed at him indiscriminately.

Among the sparse audience, only the young man sitting in the middle with his head down looking at his phone was not shooting.

Producer Qian's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said, "Look at that young man, look at him, he's polite, knows how to measure, and knows how to respect people..."

In the mobile phone screens of countless people, that person slowly raised his head.

"What?" Lou Qingyan looked puzzled, "Are you talking about me?"

Producer Qian: "..."

Producer Qian: "Lou Qingyan?"

Producer Qian was shocked!

"Damn you did it???"

Lou Qingyan sat there, looking at him, a smile gradually appeared on his face.

"Yo, you still know."

Producer Qian knew that Lou Qingyan was the former producer of this show, and even more that he was the general manager of Deep Space Wonderland, so he immediately understood what was going on.

He violently kicked over the microphone stand, and this time he really kicked it over, and glared at Lou Qingyan majesticly: "You idiot! Are you burning your hands with too much money? If you don't have too much money, don't do charity, you come here to mess with me." , A drop of 100 million, are you raised by animals?!"

Lou Qingyan immediately said: "Hey! How do you know that I was raised by animals? I like to hear this, please say a few more words."

Producer Qian: "..."

Producer Qian: "Bah! Lou Qingyan, let me tell you, it's useless, nothing you do is useless, even if you smash my show with 100 million, won't I still be able to record it tomorrow? It's you, throw 100 million in, You don't feel bad, and your husband doesn't feel bad either? How did he help you pay off the debt with shit and piss, and you just forgot about it?"

Producer Qian was stunned by the scolding, and started talking nonsense, and gradually took his own fictions as facts, "It's best to hurt him to death, let him know the pain of raising a little goblin! When it's over, quickly abandon you! Lou Qingyan Ah Lou Qingyan, don't you just rely on your husband, when the time comes, I'll see if you have the confidence to come here and mess with me."

Lou Qingyan laughed loudly, "I really like my husband's statement. Why do you talk so much to my liking? Come on, hurry up, and say more."

Producer Qian: "..."

Seeing that he was choking, Lou Qingyan said slowly, "I'll smash your place, I can smash it if I want, and I want to discuss it with you?"

"Let me tell you, old man, my money, Lou Qingyan, was blown by a strong wind and is worthless. I can give you one million for one game, two million for two, and ten million for ten." , how many games you record, and how many games I will smash.”

"What's more, am I using my own money? Don't forget, old man, you have to pay liquidated damages for breaking the contract."

"How about this, why don't you pay me some liquidated damages first, how about we use this liquidated damages to play around? When will the damage be over, when will it stop, how about it?"