The little mermaid got the wrong playbook

The time for reshoots and supplementary shots has not yet been set, but the two variety shows have come one after another.

Not long after Ruan Chujiu came home, Lin Ningchun sent him the demo of the tuned old song. Ruan Chujiu has been shutting himself in his room to practice the song for the past few days, even humming while walking the dog.

Then, the program group of Interstellar Quest sent a notice that the filming would start soon.

Interstellar Quest is a live variety show like most variety shows. The program team gives a rough script in advance, and the rest depends on the performance of the guests.

Because it is a live variety show, if it is not good, it will have a black spot for life, and it has even been demined and boycotted in the entertainment industry since then.

Since the popularization of live variety shows, countless popular stars have been boycotted because of live variety show overturns, and countless [-]-line Xiaohua has become popular overnight due to various reasons.

Ruan Chujiu was sitting in Wenman's office, after reading the thick stack of precautions he had compiled for himself, his eyebrows were twisted together, and he asked him with a bitter face, "Can't you do these things?"

"Yeah." Wen Man took a sip of water, "The last time there was a variety show, there was an idol who had just debuted and had a lot of fans. I wanted to create a foodie character, but the food was too ugly so I lost half of my followers. Almost all the fans of the local tyrants ran away, and there was no more noise after the variety show ended."

Ruan Chujiu: "Can it still be like this?"

Wen Man continued: "There is another one. It is a daily live variety show. As a result, I didn't sleep well at night and snored and grinded my teeth. The next day, all the endorsements were lost."

Ruan Chujiu slowly put out a question mark.

Wen Man went on to popularize the science: "The other is that I saw an old man crossing the road without help, and saw someone fall into the river but did not save him and did not call the police."

"Actually, these are ordinary." Wen Man sighed, "The most important thing is that under the long-term live broadcast, no one can perfectly cover up with a mask, and domestic violence people will always show bad attitudes towards their wives. People who take drugs are even more frequent, and there will be many black people squatting in the live broadcast room, waiting for you to show any black spots that can be black."

"It's so difficult." Ruan Chujiu couldn't help picking his nails.

"That's right, that's why many celebrities are reluctant to participate in live variety shows. Variety shows usually have high pay to have stars participate."

"Oh." Ruan Chujiu thought of his 500 million.

"If you become popular in this variety show, the quotations for other variety shows will not be less than eight figures in the future." Wen Man said, and began to think about the future, "In this way, my agent's life will be considered complete."

Ruan Chujiu shook his head quickly.

It’s still the best as it is now, it’s okay to accept hundreds of thousands of scripts or variety shows, help Dad save money for medical treatment, and have a lot of rest time to fish, eat, drink and have fun, how great.

Wen Manmu was full of vicious intentions: "No, I have to make you angry, otherwise I will be sorry for your identity as a manager!"

"The manager's duty is to do everything possible to bring the artists under him to fire!!!"

Seeing Wen Man's bloody look, Ruan Chujiu couldn't refute, so he could only think in his heart that he didn't want to be angry.

If you become popular in the entertainment circle, it means that you don’t have any private time, you will be in front of the camera 24 hours a day, even if you come home after get off work, there will be cameras hidden on the side of the road or somewhere facing you.

It is too tiring to live in front of the camera 24 hours a day.

Ruan Chujiu's former colleague, the right time, the right place, and the right people, because of a popular drama, the number of fans has skyrocketed since then and paparazzi have continued. Under the pressure of fans' high expectations and paparazzi's pursuit, he jumped off the building in depression.

Ruan Chujiu was deeply affected by this incident, and Ruan Chujiu watched helplessly as the beautiful young lady went from laughing and saying she wanted to explode every day to forcing her smile to expressionless, without saying a word leave the world.

Ruan Chujiu looked up at Wen Man, who was still immersed in fantasy, and smiled appropriately, without dampening his enthusiasm.

However, everyone has a different idea of ​​things like explosions. No one wants to make more money, and Ruan Chujiu will not lead his agent to pursue Xianyu just because of his own ideas.

After putting away the precautions, Ruan Chujiu got up from the chair: "Brother Wen, I'm going back first."

"Go back, take a good rest these few days, live variety shows will definitely make you tired." Wen Man stroked his thinning hair, "You must go to bed early and get up early, I stared at Zhong Yan so much that my hair became thinner recently .”

Ruan Chujiu saw Wenman's obviously upward hairline, and agreed with this sentence very much.

"Fortunately, he is now in that e-sports variety show, which is very suitable for him. If he succeeds, he will gain a wave of fans." Wen Man calculated, "The company has also assigned him an assistant. Now that the assistant looks at him, I am much more relaxed. .”

"Blue Star World's e-sports variety show?" Ruan Chujiu became interested.

"Yes, he plays the game very well, very suitable for this kind of variety show."

"It's quite suitable for him." Ruan Chujiu said with a smile.

After chatting with Wen Man about He Zhongyan's variety show, Ruan Chujiu went downstairs, and Zou Mo sent him back to the apartment.

Along the way, Ruan Chujiu always felt that someone was staring at him, and if he looked back, did he see any suspicious vehicles.

"Let's go back the other way." Ruan Chujiu was still worried, so he greeted Zou Mo and changed the way.

Zou Mo changed his way without saying a word.

Calmly, he glanced at the familiar car behind him in the rearview mirror, then at Ruan Chujiu who had been spotted in the car but couldn't find his target, and fell silent, taking advantage of Ruan Chujiu's inattentive attention. At that time, he sent a message to Tang Chishen.

Changing one, Ruan Chujiu obviously found that the feeling of being stared at disappeared, and finally relaxed, stopped at the door of the apartment, and went upstairs to go home.

On the other side, Tang Chishen parked the car on the side of the road and looked back at Tang Zhouye.

"I can't follow Jiujiu like this in the future, he's uncomfortable."

Tang Zhouye extinguished the cigarette in his hand: "Yes."

……

In the studio on the first floor of an office building in Kelanxing, Lu Yang, the chief director of Interstellar Quest, is typing something on his computer terminal, and there are two staff members standing beside him receiving Lu Yang's verbal education.

"Your script has no conflict at all. How did you write the script?" Lu Yang changed the script by himself while educating the staff around him.

"Yes Yes Yes."

"There must be confrontation and conflict! This way the audience will have more discussions and more discussions! It is best to 'sacrifice' a guest, which is the easiest to create topics and conflicts. It is best to find someone with no background fan traffic."

One of the staff looked at Lu Yang's modified script with hesitation: "But, director, wouldn't the manager who wrote Ruan Chujiu say something like this?"

"It's just a little star who just entered the circle." Lu Yang didn't take it seriously, "Gu Yanchuan introduced him, probably Galaxy Entertainment put pressure on him to lead people, and Gu Yanchuan probably doesn't like him, so I can still praise him by the way. Take a look at Gu Yanchuan."

The two staff immediately acted like I understood, nodded frantically, and boasted: "The director understands."

Lu Yang changed a few more places, and asked the staff to take the rest back to change, while he crossed his legs and looked at the terminal.

"It's just a starlet with less than a million fans, how dare he slap the program crew in the face during the live broadcast?"

……

The script was revised very quickly. The producer who was in charge of signing the contract at the beginning saw the script and almost didn't come up with a breath.

The two people in other places immediately boarded the nearest starship and rushed to Lu Yang's studio, rushed to his office and threw the script in front of him.

"Why are you targeting Ruan Chujiu so much?"

Lu Yang looked strange: "He slapped the program crew in the face like that during the live broadcast, I can bear it? Besides, the script should have someone take the sacrificial characters and the script, this kind of thing is definitely suitable for such a small star who is easy to handle .”

The faces of the two producers turned black, and they looked left and right to find something to vent their anger on. Finally, they dragged the chair fiercely and sat down opposite Lu Yang: "This script must be changed, even if Gu Yanchuan takes the sacrificial script Anything is fine, Ruan Chujiu must be held."

Lu Yang sneered: "Why, did he climb into the bed of the two of you?"

When the person on the left heard this, his eyes popped out: "You fart."

Lu Yang still looked disapproving: "Then why are you in such a hurry?"

The two people on the opposite side were so aggrieved that they looked at each other.

"Tell him?"

"Tell me, or the old man will kill us before he kills us."

"What charades are you playing?" Lu Yang leaned back on the chair, picked up the teacup on the table, and took a sip: "It's just a starlet, is it worth it for you two?"

The person on the right took a deep breath, stared into Lu Yang's eyes, and said word by word: "Ruan Chujiu, he is Tang Rong's little grandson."

"puff."

Lu Yang just drank all the tea in his mouth and sprayed it towards the two people opposite him: "What did you say? Tang Rong??? The one from the military department???"

The two moved in sync, wiped the sprayed water on their faces together, expressionless: "What do you think?"

"Cough, cough, cough." Lu Yang choked on his saliva again, "Tang Rong's little grandson, isn't his eldest son dispatched to a remote galaxy? The youngest son is only Tang Chishen?"

"We didn't ask these questions, and there is a high probability that it is the youngest son, that is, Tang Zhouye's son." One of them looked disgusted, "I'm going to wash my face."

"I'll go too." The other person stood up with a cold face, "You'd better change the script quickly, Jin Ruoya is respectful to this young master."

After both of them left the office, Lu Yang fidgeted in his chair, smoked a cigarette and calmed down for a while, turned on the script to light up the night battle, and changed the script again.

The next day, when other staff members of the studio came to work, they saw the lights in Lu Yang's office still on, and came in curiously to say hello.

"Director Lu, it's so early."

Lu Yang raised his head, his sloppy beard and dark circles under his eyes looked directly at the staff member, which made the person at the door jump.

Lu Yang touched his heartbeat that had accelerated due to staying up late, opened the drawer and took a Xinjiu pill, then said slowly, "Come in."

The man came in with a look of surprise on his face: "Director Zhang, you've been up all night, is there anything urgent?"

Lu Yang sent the script: "Take a look at the new script I sent you, and send it to others. This is the final script."

The man glanced hastily: "Director Lu, you changed the whole part of Ruan Chu's wine, didn't you mean offering sacrifices?"

"Don't mention this to me." Lu Yang waved him out, "That's it, I'm going to sleep, if I don't sleep, I'm going to the hospital."

"Okay, okay." The staff immediately backed out in fright, and sent the script to others full of doubts.

The author has something to say: There is no pit, no pit! ! !

I tried to move to a friend’s city yesterday, but my son (hamster) was a contraband and couldn’t get in the car, so I tried to find another way to go

I have been tossing all day without success, and I can’t even check it QAQ

I got up at 04:30 and ran until five or six in the afternoon. I was too tired and fell asleep on the bed. I slept until [-]:[-] noon today QAQ

dbq forgot to ask for leave, I was going to sleep for an hour last night and get up to type

[This book will be stable on Saturday, and what I owed yesterday will be made up at [-] o'clock tomorrow night]