The villain's cannon fodder washes his whiteness by love variety show

Qin Miaomiao was completely defeated.

Her series of stupid operations not only ruined the popularity of passers-by, but even all the connected announcements disappeared without a trace.

Ji Ping asked someone to intercept her announcement, and also sent a message to the program group that he would withdraw from the recording due to the unreasonable behavior of the program group.

The series of blows made the program group slump, coupled with the ferment of hot searches, the "Love Formula" that everyone was shouting at had to come to an abrupt end.

This is the first variety show that Qu Mu participated in after he came to this world, and it ended suddenly, he was really moved.

"Why, what a pity?" Ji Ping sat beside Qu Mu.

Qu Mu smiled and shook his head: "It's a pity, but I suddenly realized that it's been so long since the first issue."

It was still early spring, and it was already late summer.

He and Ji Ping have known each other for so long.

Tangli was driving in front, and when she heard the two chatting about the program group, she couldn't help interjecting: "Brother Qu is too soft-hearted, if you ask me, Qin Miaomiao quit the circle, the show was cut in half, that's all their own fault!"

"Yes, this time, it's very satisfying." Xiao Huang, the co-pilot, answered.

It is rare for the four of them to travel together this time because they are going to attend an awards ceremony.

The Golden Tong Award is the highest level of national TV art awards, and it is mainly established to reward high-quality TV dramas and high-quality TV programs.

Qu Mu, as a variety artist active in variety shows, was actually nominated as one of the candidates for the best variety artist of the year, while Ji Ping, as a judge and award presenter, came to this event.

Qu Mu was a little excited, this was the first time he was nominated.

Moreover, the nominated program is "Speak Your Heart" co-produced by him and Xu Yuanzhong.

Does this mean that his efforts have been rewarded?

Qu Mu secretly rubbed his palms, very excited.

Feeling his mood, Ji Ping reached out and took Qu Mu's hand: "It's hot enough, don't get a fever."

"No way." Qu Mu pursed his lips and raised his head triumphantly, "I call this an excited heart and hot hands."

Ji Ping looked at Qu Mu's hand dumbfounded, the two held hands tightly and never let go.

The lounge for the artists by the organizing committee was on the 25th floor of the Broadcasting Building. Tangli parked the car in the underground parking lot, and tacitly led her boss upstairs with Xiao Huang.

Qu Mu and Ji Ping stood in the narrow transparent elevator car, and it took a period of silence to go from the basement to the 25th floor.

Qu Mu casually held the elevator handrail and looked down. In the lobby of the Broadcasting Building, there were many people coming and going, and occasionally a few familiar artists could be seen.

Ji Ping quietly put his hand on the armrest, looking from the side, it seemed as if he was wrapping his arms around Qu Mu's slender waist.

Sure enough, when the elevator stopped, Qu Mu was shaken.

Fortunately, Ji Ping made preparations in advance and firmly held onto Qu Mu's narrow waist.

"It's been in disrepair for a long time." Qu Mu glanced at the transparent glass in surprise.

"Often." Ji Ping lowered his hands, raised his chin to signal Qu Mu, "Let's go."

The judges' rest room is not the same as the artist's rest room.

As a judge, Ji Ping has a separate dressing room and lounge, but Qu Mu is not so lucky.

Due to the large number of guests present, several people were gathered together in the artist's rest room. Qu Mu unexpectedly met the familiar Chang Lin and Lu Zhicheng who had met once in the rest room.

"Ms. Lu, long time no see. I haven't thanked you in person for what happened last time."

Qu Mu and Lu Zhicheng smiled at each other, while Chang Lin stood beside him in embarrassment.

In the swimming pool incident that day, although he didn't blame Qu Mu, he still kept silent. Now that he suddenly saw Qu Mu, he was really ashamed to speak.

Qu Mu greeted Chang Lin very naturally: "Why, the show is cut in half, so you don't even have to be friends?"

Chang Lin looked up in surprise, and quickly explained: "How come! I, I am ashamed of you."

"What's wrong with you, you're not in the swimming pool right now, it's pretty good if you don't know what it looks like and don't say a word."

Sitting on the sofa in the lounge with Chang Lin, Qu Mu and Chang Lin sighed as they watched the make-up artist running around in a hurry.

"I don't know when I can wait until I put on makeup." Chang Lin touched his face, "My face is oily, and my makeup is almost gone."

Qu Mu glanced at him suspiciously: "You still put on makeup when you go out? Is it troublesome?"

"You don't have make-up?!" Chang Lin was dumbfounded, and looked closely at Qu Mu, only to find that Qu Mu is the kind of person with a simple face, small face and good skin, who can overwhelm the audience when he goes out without makeup.

"Of course it didn't. I didn't have to apply a layer of powder to the make-up artist, and I put on a layer of powder myself. It's troublesome." Qu Mu complained like a straight man, and was immediately caught by the make-up artist beside him.

"Teacher Qu, your skin is good and it melts quickly, you come first."

In addition to having good skin and quick makeup application, the reason why Qu Mu wants to put on makeup in advance is mainly because of the red carpet.

Internet celebrities like Chang Lin can't make it to the red carpet without film and television dramas.

As for Qu Mu, he is a variety artist, and his status in the circle is lower than that of actors and singers, so he has to walk the red carpet first.

In the entertainment industry, these rules and regulations are the most concerned.

When boys walk the red carpet, most of them are in the same suits, at most, they can be changed in different colors.

Because Qu Mu was young, the costume designer matched him with a crescent-white satin silk top and paired with waist-length jeans. At first glance, it looked even more eye-catching than the boy group IDOL who just debuted next door.

"Teacher Qu Mu, it's your turn to appear!"

The field manager hurriedly came to find Qu Mu.

"it is good."

Qu Mu walked through the chaotic corridor and ran forward following the field manager.

The crowd gradually turned from noisy to quiet, and he seemed to hear the sound of reporters pressing the shutter outside the red carpet.

A strong hand grabbed Qu Mu's wrist, and Qu Mu raised his head to meet Ji Ping's deep eyes.

The two didn't speak, but they saw the encouragement for each other from the eyes of each other.

Qu Mu pursed his lips and smiled, and squeezed Ji Ping's hand behind his back: "I'm leaving."

"Go, first red carpet, don't hunch your back."

Qu Mu smiled and gave Ji Ping a white look. This lazy, hunchbacked and habitual criminal actually still called himself.

But Ji Ping really reminded him that before walking on the red carpet, Qu Mu carefully arranged his attire, raised his chest and raised his head, and walked towards the red carpet.

"Crack! Kick! Kick!"

"Qu Mu, look over here!"

Qu Mu straightened his waist, walked gracefully to the center of the red carpet, stood still, took the pen from the hostess, and made an elegant shape.

He took off the pen cap and signed his name on the signature wall. The smooth strokes were the result of hundreds of times of secretly practicing behind his back.

Looking at his name on the signature wall, Qu Mu still felt a little bit like a lifetime away.

Who would have imagined that five months ago, he was still a sleazy artist who was called out by everyone, but now he can walk on the red carpet openly and become one of the candidates for one of the awards.

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