Did Zhou Jing retire today?

Unaware that his eyes had turned to the people of the whole country, Zhou Jing's full attention was on Tang Jue's sentence "The hero saves the beauty".

"It's too exaggerated, and it's impossible to eat me." Zhou Jing muttered in a low voice, deliberately ambiguous the subject.

Tang Jue also replied very vaguely: "If you care about it, you will be chaotic... Hey, don't leave before you receive the prize!"

Zhou Jing was taken aback by the unexpected transfer of the topic: "...why?"

Tang Jue glared at him accusingly: "I'm going to be on stage at the end!"

Zhou Jing laughed: "It's none of my business that you want to go on stage in the end? I just have the Most Potential Actor Award, and I can leave if I win it. Could it be that I'm waiting for you to go at ninety-one o'clock?"

"Why can't we wait?"

"Why should I wait?"

"Are we staying in the same hotel?"

"Who stipulates that if you stay in a hotel, you must go together? Are you a primary school student?"

The two who started bickering for no reason were chatting on one side, and Xu Ze was sitting on the other side of the sofa, staring at the camera that appeared from time to time on the big screen in a daze. On that handsome face, which was deliberately emphasized on sharpness, there was a trace of a relationship with His appearance completely does not match the sense of confusion.

After a while, a female staff member approached Zhou Jing's sofa, leaned down and whispered in Xu Ze's ear, "We're going to change clothes and go on stage."

Xu Ze nodded, stood up and nodded to Zhou Jing and Tang Jue who was looking over, and then followed the staff to the backstage.

As soon as he walked into the exclusive dressing room, Xu Ze heard a sentence.

"Withdraw! Why don't you withdraw? Embarrassment is useless! Who knew that he and Tang Jue had such a good relationship that they would even lend Chao Ji to him?"

The woman who spoke glanced at Xu Ze, pointed to the stylist with her chin, and then spoke on the phone: "Your brain is not working well, so go get a new one! Tang Jue's stylist would not have the guts to do so without the consent of the C card." Dare to borrow Super Season... How do I know what the C card is thinking! Fang Wai didn't take it down, and missed the best time to press Zhou Jing to rise up. I thought you would be glorious, but who knew it would be a little popular ! The house was not torn down either... What a mistake!"

The woman took a deep breath: "In short, press down all the drafts and don't post them, and withdraw the marketing of modeling comparisons. Don't step on people, but sink yourself. VOGUE dinner... let him go if he wants, We have been in the business of fashion for three years, and we are better than a bumpkin like him, and if he really goes, maybe it will be easier to operate."

After the woman finished making the phone call, Xu Ze just opened the curtain of the temporary dressing room.The black suit on his body has been replaced by a performance costume, and his style has changed from a domineering president style to a Hallyu idol style.

The next step was to change the makeup and make the hairstyle. After the whole set of styling was finished, the woman stepped forward and held Xu Ze's shoulders, stared at him in the mirror, and said in a low voice, "Come on stage, leave the rest to us."

Xu Ze nodded, got up and prepared to wait.

Zhou Jing in the infield felt a lot more relaxed because of Xu Ze's departure.He and Tang Jue kept a distance of about half a person, chatting casually.Because of the existence of the idol camera, the two of them didn't talk about anything out of the ordinary, just some unnutritious things.For example, do you want to eat supper after the end, what to eat for supper to be healthy and not fat? Can't get into the rhythm of the conversation.

These contents were all recorded by the idol camera, and the barrage of the live broadcast gradually transitioned from fans insulting and attacking each other to a hundred passers-by watching the excitement.

——These two people are too good at talking, right?

——Although Tang Jue is not a high-cold person, he has never seen him talking so much with anyone?

——I used to hate men who talk too much, but after seeing them, I realized that I didn't hate men who talk too much, but ugly men who talk too much

——Holy shit, I just accidentally glanced at my glasses and found that I was actually laughing!

——Obviously I couldn’t hear what they said, but it was fun to watch and I don’t know why

——These two together are really pleasing to the eye, I know why their CP fans are so addicted

——That angle just now!Where is the head unit!

——I want to get into the pit, who will tell me how to get started?Do you want to see Fangwai first?

Zhou Jing had no idea that he and Tang Jue had contributed to the growth of CP fans, and were having a good chat when they were suddenly interrupted by a staff member they didn't know.

"Mr. Zhou, Boss Wen asked you to go backstage."

Zhou Jing responded, got up and was about to follow the staff when she saw Tang Jue standing up too.

"Why?" Zhou Jing was taken aback.It's just to say hello with Teacher Wen, and you need to say goodbye to the fact that you will be back in a while?

Tang Jue glanced at the staff at Yansheng, and coughed lightly: "...I'm tired from sitting, and I want to go backstage to rest for a while."

Zhou Jing followed his gaze and glanced at the staff, and understood what he meant as soon as he turned his head, and was suddenly speechless.

On the way to the backstage with the staff, he lowered his voice and whispered: "It's overkill, you! I don't need to perform on stage, do I need to be punished like this?"

Tang Jue stared straight ahead: "That's not necessarily true."

Zhou Jing rolled her eyes: "Okay."

Tang Jue thought about it, but still felt that this matter should not be sloppy, and was about to remind Zhou Jing to take this matter seriously and not to follow anyone as soon as they called, when he saw Wen Jun waiting for them at the entrance of the stage.

Seeing Tang Jue and Zhou Jing coming together, Ren Jingwen knew the reason immediately, and sent the staff away, she said to Zhou Jing: "It's really too busy, I didn't find the person who led you in just now, next time If you encounter such a thing, remember to call me to confirm."

Zhou Jing nodded helplessly: "I know, I don't just follow anyone who shouts, isn't she carrying a work permit."

"Employment IDs don't prove anything. At least one-fifth of the 80-[-] people in the backstage have work IDs sold by scalpers." After Wen Jun finished speaking, he gestured to the two of them to come over, "Since Tang Jue I'm here too, let's meet together, although you should know most of them."

Tang Jue didn't refuse, and followed Wen Jun and Zhou Jing through the backstage, and went up to the second floor through the fire escape.

As soon as you enter the second floor, the hustle and bustle of the infield dissipates a lot. The first thing you enter is a large platform. On one side of the platform is a glass wall that can overlook the night view, and on the other side are rows of private room doors.The entire platform is in an arc shape, and with a little imagination, you can know that these private rooms are surrounding the stage, overlooking the wonderful performances below from a height, with a wide view and strong concealment.

Those who can enter this kind of place are naturally not idle people.Zhou Jing and Tang Jue followed Wen Jun, from the executive president of Matrix Video to the boss of a famous film and television production company, and met each and every one of them. They added WeChat to their mobile phones, and took photos together until their faces stiffened with laughter.During the period, many autographed photos were sent out, and someone even took Fang Wai's stills of the couple and asked them to double sign, saying that his daughter liked them both very much, which made Zhou Jing's ears burn like fire when he signed the autograph.

The last person I saw was the senior management of Huameng Video. She seemed to know Cheng Zhihe. She was very happy to see Zhou Jing. She even called Cheng Zhihe and chatted with Zhou Jing for a long time.While chatting happily, there was a scream outside the window of the private room, accompanied by intense and high-spirited music, which immediately attracted everyone's senses.

Huameng executive glanced at the stage, and smiled inexplicably: "Oh, it's him."

"What's wrong? Who's playing?" Cheng Zhihe's voice came from the phone, "The cheers have all reached me."

"Who else is there, Xu Ze."

Wen Jun glanced at the expression on the face of Huameng's senior executives, thought for a while and said with a smile: "I remember that Xu Ze happened to be filming Huameng's TV series recently, right? Is the progress going well? We have an A-level project, and now it's online He is the loudest voice."

Huameng's senior executives are in charge of theaters, and the video side is not under her jurisdiction, so there is no such thing as taboo due to competition, and immediately sneered: "If you are in a variety show or something, you must choose him." Yes, there are many fans, and the volume is definitely sufficient. But for TV dramas, you should think twice."

"Really?" Wen Jun showed a surprised expression, "Are you not good at acting?"

Huameng executives shook their heads: "It's not completely impossible, of course it's not good, it's enough to be handsome. The problem is that there are too many business activities, and I ask for leave every three days. Please, please, if you can balance business and filming, We will not stop the artist from making money. The problem is that he has no way to do this, every time he is improvised, and the progress of the crew is extremely slow."

Huameng executives sighed: "My sisters in the IP department are almost bald, but this drama is a replacement of resources. There is no way but to resist."

"Is it replaced by your singing stage variety show?" Cheng Zhihe suddenly interrupted and asked.

"Well, that variety show is our Huameng's new project. In order to allow Xu Zelai to be the judge, we replaced two TV dramas." As he spoke, Huameng's executives looked at Zhou Jing, "The road of acting requires precipitation, and there is only one step." Only one footprint can go a long way. Only pursuing popularity and heat, and thinking about becoming famous and attracting fans will sooner or later lead to a dead end. You are doing well now, and you are going steadily, although the road is not so colorful, but at least it is going up steadily.”

After bidding farewell to Huameng's executives and returning to the infield, Zhou Jing and Tang Jue happened to see the end of Xu Ze's stage performance.

Surrounded by the lights, he turned over and stood up from the ground at an incredible angle, every muscle matched the gradual rhythm, and finally ended the whole performance with a handsome pose.

Looking at Xu Ze, who was panting slightly, smiling and taking the curtain call amidst the fierce screams from the fans, Zhou Jing breathed a sigh of relief: "Obviously he sings and dances so well..."

"There are too few domestic stages," Tang Jue looked away and shook his head, "Combined with the changes in the form of listening to music, you can't make much money just by making music. If you want to be popular, you can only go to variety shows or act. Don't talk about him Now, it's almost your turn, go and sit down first."

Zhou Jing nodded, took one last look at the brightly lit stage, followed Tang Jue to the original seat and sat down, waiting to receive the award.