Rebirth of the Blue Fox Demon

At nine o'clock in the evening, several people from Chu Ci went back to the hotel to report.

Xue Maosong looked at the disheveled people with a smile, and said happily, "If you tell others that you are stars now, I guess no one will believe it."

Several people looked at each other, and were amused by each other's different images from the past.

"Okay, now take out the fruits of your labor." Xue Maosong laughed.

Hearing this, several people immediately took money out of their pockets. Inside the money was the largest amount of pink Grandpa Mao, and there were also one-yuan banknotes with curled up corners. The most amazing thing was that Chu Ci actually took it out He picked up a handful of coins, including ten and fifty cents, and the corners of everyone's mouths twitched invisibly.

The staff came forward to count, and Xue Maosong joked: "You don't have the burden of being an idol."

Chu Ci smiled lightly.

A few minutes later, the staff announced the statistical data, "The first group is 1895 yuan, the second group is 2031.5 yuan, the third group is 2362.8 yuan, the fourth group..."

Chu Ci looked at Ye Qing, who seemed relaxed and confident, and quietly clenched the hand hanging by his side.

"...the fourth group is 2358.5 yuan."

"So the third group has won. Congratulations. You must continue to work hard in the next few days." Xue Maosong smiled and encouraged Chu Ci and Lin Yuhao.

No matter what they were thinking in their hearts, the members of the other groups also showed kind smiles, and the scene was warm and harmonious. Only Chuci noticed the haze that flashed quickly in Ye Qing's eyes, so he smiled even more happily.

That night, Chu Ci came out with wet hair after washing, and the phone on the bed rang at the right time. He picked it up and saw that it was He Wanglan again.

"Hey, are you asleep?" The other party's faint voice came from the phone.

Chu Ci took off his exhaustion and threw himself into the soft big bed, "No, what's wrong?"

There was a pause, and He Wanglan asked, "Did you record the show well, did you get bullied?"

Hearing such caring words, Chu Ci's heart softened, "No one bullies me, but since it's my first time participating in a reality show, I feel a bit difficult."

"Struggling?" He Wanglan murmured.

"That's right, so I want to ask Film Emperor He, do you have any good experience to pass on?" Chu Ci joked.

He Wanglan was speechless: "I don't have much experience, I just do whatever I want, Brother Xu will take care of other things for me."

Chu Ci: "..." He was looking for abuse.

As an otaku, Chu Ci's usual amount of exercise is definitely not a lot, so after a day of exhaustion, when he woke up the next day, there was not a single part of his body that was not sore, and he felt as if he had been run over by a big truck. Yes, there is a clicking sound when the bone is moved a little.

After simply having breakfast, Xue Maosong announced a new task with bad intentions. Each group used the money they earned yesterday to buy things, and then used it to decorate the room provided by the program group. Finally, five professional top designers went to work. Judge, the team with the highest score wins.

After receiving the task, Chu Ci secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, they made enough money yesterday, otherwise they would be passive today.Things are as he guessed before, tasks are not completely isolated from each other, so guessing according to this line of thinking, maybe the completion rate of today's task will also affect tomorrow's, so we should be more cautious treated.

Several groups of people were ready to go, and only waited for Xue Maosong's order, and immediately headed towards the shopping center in Spring City.

At the same time, in City B, He Wanglan was selecting a script.

Xu Zimo sat on one side, pointed to several notebooks spread out on the coffee table, and said in a rambling manner: "This "Ghost Times" is a historical drama, the art consultant is Qin Mingwen, directed by He Yisi, the plot is wonderful, The gimmicks are enough, and this posture is clearly aimed at winning awards..."

He Wanglan's face was paralyzed, she took the script in her hand, flipped through it, and threw it back after a while, "If I remember correctly, Qin Mingwen just got divorced and remarried a while ago, the bride is much younger than him 30 years old, it is said that he was originally a student, and the original partner was almost pissed off when he found out, it's no wonder that such a person can produce good works."

"You can't say that." Xu Zimo put the script away, "Qin Mingwen's character is not good enough, but he has nothing to say in terms of professional knowledge, but if you really don't like it, here are a few good ones, you can choose again pick……"

"No need." He Wanglan interrupted him directly, leaned on the sofa, and said lazily: "I remember that Lu Yu is planning to shoot a TV series, or that's it."

Xu Zimo looked surprised: "TV series? Are you kidding me, Lan Bao, you are a movie fan now, and you haven't touched a TV series for a long time. How could you think of making Lu Yu's drama?"

Facing Xu Zimo's suspicious gaze, He Wanglan's ears turned red slightly, he stood up like a cat whose tail had been trampled on, "Go as soon as I tell you, why are you so talkative, besides, we didn't talk too much before. I have worked with Lu Yu, his ability is really good."

"Okay, I'll go, don't be angry." Xu Zimo waved his hand to signal him to sit down, and he frowned slightly after thinking of something: "However, you need to call the president and explain to him."

He Wanglan said indifferently: "Understood."

Here, He Wanglan, who has left her pet, lives like a year, and often feels that there is something missing around her, so that the air pressure in her body drops suddenly, causing other Huayi artists to stay away from her, and the other one who is missed by King He, at this time But in the "Roll, Boy" program group, he is so busy every day that he has no time for him.

He Xiaogong, who was left out in the cold, said: Don't open Sen╭(╯^╰)╮As time goes by, the tasks released by Xue Maosong have become more and more frenzied, and they have tortured Chuci and the others to pieces. In just a few days I have experienced the hard work of workers in certain occupations.

The recording of the reality show is gradually coming to an end, and the competition between the four groups is getting more and more fierce. Everyone is trying to maintain the superficial peace, but the smell of gunpowder is getting stronger and stronger in private. Chu Ci sometimes bumps into Ye Qing in the corridor, Every now and then, he would be startled by the coldness in his eyes.

As the saying goes, a dog jumps over the wall when he is in a hurry, not to mention a person like Ye Qing who has a criminal record. Chu Ci knows what kind of cold-blooded and cruel heart is concealed under his gentle and harmless face. Don't be careless, keep a high degree of vigilance at all times.

Soon, the last day of recording for the reality show arrived.

After four days of fierce competition, Chu Ci and Lin Yuhao won two games, Ye Qing and Mo Qi won one game, and Yu Ziyao and Pan Shuangning also won one game. It is very meaningful, if you win, everything will be fine, otherwise you can only watch Chu Ci and the two have the last laugh.

Chu Ci knew that Ye Qing was arrogant and arrogant, so he must be thinking about how to win the round, but unfortunately, he didn't intend to give the other party this chance.

"On the last day, let's play something exciting." Xue Maosong said while waving, signaling the staff to bring up the props prepared in advance, "One per person, no grabbing."

Everyone looked at the orange vest with the "drink more" milk tea logo printed on it, their eyes were flickering, Nima grabbed a wool, what the hell is this!

The camera swept across Chu Ci's faces one by one, everyone had a look of eating Xiang, Xue Maosong smiled mischievously, "Put on the vest, and then go to the intersections of major squares to buy milk tea, who sells more, Whoever wins in the end, understand?"

Lin Yuhao was quick to speak, and at this time he had already entered the mode of complaining: "Director, your advertisement is too obvious, right? Are you afraid that the audience will scold you?"

Xue Maosong snorted, "What do you know, this is a public welfare activity, and the proceeds from your activities today will be handed over to the charity foundation and then donated to the mountainous area."

Everyone wants to have a good image of kindness and justice, especially for artists, otherwise there will not be so many people donating money every year. It is true that some of them really care about the world, but it is undeniable that there are also a small number People are paying for a good name.Generally, artists like this kind of activities that have nothing to do with public welfare have to think twice even if they want to refuse, so in this way, no matter how much dissatisfaction they have, they dare not express it, let alone just selling something, it is hard to think about it. go.

So, everyone put on their vests, arrived at the designated place requested by Xue Maosong, and then began to sell "drink more" bottled milk tea.

"Drink more" milk tea is one of the top 100 companies in the country. It is said that the milk tea sold every year can circle the earth seven times, so many people have heard of its reputation, and even though Chu Ci and Lin Yuhao intend to wear it The clothes are simple and simple, but the figure is very good, and a stop on the street still attracts many girls.

Chu Ci was wearing an orange baseball cap. In order not to be recognized by others, the hat was pressed extremely low. Lin Yuhao next to him was also dressed in the same way. The party was like a joint leader, and whispered in a low voice: "Chuci, do you think we can win?"

Chu Ci wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with a smile, "What are you afraid of? If we don't win today, we can still counterattack in overtime. If the other groups don't win, we won't have a chance at all."

"That's right." Lin Yuhao nodded in a daze, and after a while, he remembered something again, and said softly, "Chu Ci, let me tell you something."

Chu Ci was puzzled: "What?"

Lin Yuhao moved closer, "Last night I went to find Ziyao for supper, and I happened to hear Ye Qing calling his manager in the corridor. I heard from their conversation that this time Reality TV isn’t as simple as it seems.”

The expression on Chu Ci's face couldn't help becoming serious, "How to say?"

"I heard that Zhang Wenbin, the president who drinks more milk tea, and Director Xue have been good friends for many years, and their spokesperson for the next season has not yet been confirmed."

After hearing this, Chu Ci thought deeply: "So, Zhang Wenbin is likely to pay attention to this reality show, and even choose a spokesperson from among the outstanding performers."

Lin Yuhao scratched his head: "These are all from my hearsay, and I'm not sure, but my job is to sing, and it's a bit difficult to shoot commercials, but you, it would be a pity if you miss this opportunity. "

Xue Maosong usually kept everything secret, so not everyone would know such inside information, but Lin Yuhao was willing to tell Chu Ci. From this point of view, the other party really regarded him as a friend.

After figuring this out, Chu Ci thanked Lin Yuhao sincerely, but instead made the other party's cheeks blush, he said embarrassingly: "Don't be so polite with me, in fact, I should be the one thanking you, the others People think I'm nagging and won't listen to me, only you don't despise me, Chuci, fortunately you are here, otherwise I will be suffocated to death in the past few days."

Chu Ci laughed.