After saving Meiqiang, I became popular all over the world

"Not at all."

Qiao Zhihuan took out a kraft paper card from the bouquet, on which was written "To Ye Ci Ke" in beautiful characters, because the writing was too serious and deliberate, and the handwriting and strokes were obviously a little unnatural.

At the age of 16, Ye Cike was spotted by the famous director Dang Rui and starred in the literary film "Adam in the Wasteland".

In the movie, he is Adam, a talented dancer. Dance is the window through which he touches the world and the blade that ultimately destroys everything. He struggles and suffocates in the gloomy chaos, and finally goes to self-destruction.

At the end of the movie, on the uninhabited wasteland, the dancer planted a tree of lonely red roses with himself as food.

The thorns pierced his body, and his blood penetrated into every stamen.

Unlike the dancer's sad ending, the movie exploded beyond expectations and won numerous awards.

For a while, hot searches and the media were full of praise for Ye Cike, calling him "the last red rose on the wasteland".

After that, agents, directors, and advertisers all broke the narrow door of his house.

But this person is weird, no matter how high the price is and how generous the conditions are, he doesn't pay attention to anyone, and concentrates on studying "niche" and "unpopular" dance dramas.

To use the words in the circle, Ye Cike is so light that only two bones are left.

As a result, the aloof and arrogant Ye Cike has been silent for several years. Once he returns to the public eye, he will withdraw from Jingyi and participate in "Made of Stars".

As soon as this matter was announced, those who followed him and those who didn't, all went crazy.

People with extremely high talents, instead of pursuing a purely artistic path, want to dip into the muddy waters of the entertainment industry. In popular words, they deserve to be recruited.

At that time, as soon as Qiao Zhihuan entered the airport on the main island, there were reporters squatting on Ye Cike inside and outside. In order to ask a reason, they squatted all day and all night, but they didn't even encounter a mosquito.

Seeing this posture, Qiao Zhihuan turned around and left holding the rose.

This kind of exaggeration can't wait for Ye Cike, maybe even the flight number released by the gossip is wrong.

Wei Lingsu smiled: "Since you didn't see him at the airport, why don't you go to the island to meet him? He is a player, and he will always go to the island."

Qiao Zhihuan paused for a moment: "He wants to trick me into going to the island again."

From the first meeting, Wei Lingsu has been persuading him to participate in "Made of Stars".

This show is co-hosted by two entertainment giants, Big Orange Entertainment and Rêver. 99 students were screened out in the audition. After three rounds of performance competitions, the debut group directly signed with Big Orange Entertainment, and the remaining students Rêver had the priority to operate.

However, other people came to the island to make their debut. This young master Wei came to the island to select candidates from the No. 1 perspective—he is the third son of Rêver, and he went to the island to pick out the "true idol" in his heart.

"I know you hate the vibe of talent shows."

Wei Ling told Chao Qiao Zhihuan leaned slightly: "But editing is editing, and the actual situation is the actual situation. You can first go to the island as my accompanying person, go up and have a look, maybe you will change your mind."

"Going to the island is fine." Qiao Zhihuan said, "I want to meet Ye Cike."

Wei Lingsu nodded the back of the chair, signaling the pilot to take off.

On the island, the program team monitors the room.

When the deputy director of "Made in the Stars" opened the door and came in, the chief director was slapping the table and losing his temper: "It's getting worse every year, and there is no one who can take on the main script!"

The deputy director of the party glanced at the densely packed four rows of surveillance cameras next to him. The welcome reception was being broadcast live on the screen, and the figures of a dozen candidate seed contestants were reflected on the surveillance surveillance. They were selected by the production team without knowing it.

The chief director pointed at the screen, saying that this one was drunk crazy, that one had no image, he was laughing and joking for a long time, and there was no material that could be broadcast.

"I just came over from the New Year's Eve," said Deputy Director Dang. "Actually, the atmosphere of the banquet was good. It was very lively and lively, and it was quite youthful."

"Youth feeling?" The chief director raised his voice, "What the program wants is the topic! Breaking points! Traffic!"

"What's the use of youthfulness? Can youthfulness guarantee your profit this season? Director Dang Da, this is a commercial program, not your literary film!"

The deputy director of the party avoided the sharp edge, endured until the chief director finished venting, gently put the form in his hand on the table, and pushed it to the chief director: "The fifth wave of promotional feedback for the program has come out, this is the situation evaluation report, please go through it first .”

The chief director took the form, glanced at it indiscriminately, and slammed the report on the table with a snap: "The popularity conversion is so low!"

From the beginning of the program preparation, "Made in the Stars" has already had five or six waves of hot searches. Today, it happened that the program group rescued people by helicopter. less than.

Deputy Director Dang: "There are five or six competing programs being promoted in the same period, and the audience has long been weak since the audition. This conversion rate is actually quite satisfactory."

"Measurable?" The chief director pointed at one of the lines, "What's the matter with the conversion of this hot search? 0.08%?!"

The deputy director of the party adjusted his glasses and said calmly: "The helicopter rescue of cats is indeed new, and it is a hot one without buying it. It's just that the focus of the hot search square is biased. You see."

She pushed her mobile phone to the chief director.

On the mobile phone is the hot search square of #鼓鼓起猫猫#, the chief director glanced at it, whether it is real-time Weibo or popular Weibo, all of them are reposting the same video.

In the video, the teenager holds the Sanhua milk cat with one hand, and slides down from the air with the other hand along the safety rope.

Behind him is the gloomy and heavy dark cloud, but it makes the young man himself seem to be shining, he is as elegant as a feather, landing lightly.

This video seems to be taken casually, the camera shakes, and no filter is added. This kind of unmodified shooting makes the boy in the picture extraordinarily refreshing, like a cool drizzle blowing towards his face.

In the Weibo in the hot search, there is no mention of "Made in the Stars" at all, and all of them praise him.

The chief director immediately raised his head: "Who is this person? Can you get him here?"

Deputy director of the party: "I have pulled out the flight records of the last month to find someone, but not only us, other program groups, talent scouts, and even the whole Internet are looking for this person, but the hot search has been hanging up for a long time, except for 'Qiao Zhihuan' 'This name, nothing was picked up. He didn't leave any records as if he didn't exist in this world at all."

"I'm not interested in the details of these failures." The chief director pushed the phone back.

The deputy director of the party did not answer, and there was a silence in the room.

Suddenly, a staff member pointed to one of the surveillance screens and whispered, "Look, Director Lei! Is this the kid on the video!"

Everyone's eyes gathered in an instant. On the screen, there was someone surrounded by the crowd, with short brown hair and a loose white shirt. With wide eyes, he looked a lot like Qiao Zhihuan.

The chief director immediately ordered: "Zoom in!"

Following the operation of the staff, the boy's face suddenly appeared on the screen.

Under the bright crystal lamp, he smiled with a single dimple, his teeth were neatly retracted, and he looked purer than sunlight.

He smiled, and there were more than 30 staff in the room, no one could say a word. Everyone was staring at the boy on the screen, and even the chief director's expression was slightly relaxed.

"That's him!" The chief director made a final decision, "Dang Rui, you immediately go to the casting director to negotiate a contract with him... No, I'll do it, I'll do it myself!"

The people around him moved the seat for him winkingly, and the chief director quickly got up and left.

The deputy director of the party did not answer, and the report in her hand was squeezed tightly by her.

run.

She stared at the boy on the screen, wishing that these words would spread through the screen.

"Late, come, come, one person will punish himself with three cups!"

After going to the island, Qiao Zhihuan followed the guide to the welcome banquet.

The live orchestra and dance floor in front of him were so excited that they exploded, but he and Wei Lingsu were blocked at the door as soon as they pushed the door.

"Is there such a rule?" Qiao Zhihuan asked.

The more he looked at the six glasses of wine, the more suspicious they became. It was dark inside, and there were bubbles churning up and down: "What's in it?"

"Never mind what it is, just drink it. Come on, have one!"

"one comes!"

"one comes!"

Someone took the lead, and people inside and outside immediately followed suit. Wei Lingsu sneered and took a step back, obviously intending to be tough.

Qiao Zhihuan adapted well, picked up a glass with squinted eyes, and took a sip. The expression on his face froze for a moment, and he suddenly opened his eyes: "It's quite delicious, sweet."

"No way?"

"Play, keep playing! Are you trying to trick us into drinking?"

The booing people around clearly knew that the six glasses of wine had passed through thirty or forty people, and they had mixed up an unknown number of drinks, so it was hard to guarantee what it tasted like.

"It's really sweet." Qiao Zhihuan handed over the cup, and the people nearby took several steps back, "Look at it if you don't believe me."

He raised his head, drank the rest of the wine in one gulp, and showed the empty glass.

If someone else said this, it would probably not be convincing.

But Qiao Zhihuan was well-behaved and gentle. At first glance, he was the kind of person who didn't have any evil intentions. On the contrary, it made people doubtful.

A few students were curious and wanted to try it, but no one took the lead, and no one dared to be the first to eat crabs.

"I'll have a taste."

A student volunteered, picked up a cup and took a sip, his doggy eyes immediately narrowed into crescents, and he looked around, "It's really delicious!"

The man began to nonsense seriously: "The taste is quite unique, so rich, like the neon lights of St. Paul at midnight."

He has a set of speech skills, fooling everyone.If it wasn't for Qiao Zhihuan's knowledge of the strange smell of this wine, he would have followed the rhythm and believed his nonsense.

True Chaos Evil Rhythm Master.

Seeing that there was an "accomplice" to verify it, and they said it so temptingly, four or five people came out, picked up the cup and took a sip. At this moment, Qiao Zhihuan bumped Wei Lingsu lightly, "Get ready—"

At the same time, several people who tasted the wine sprayed all over the floor, and the crowd was in chaos. Qiao Zhihuan took advantage of the chaos to push Wei Lingsu out, and attracted all the firepower by himself, leading a large group of people to run around the venue.

A group of people chased Qiao Zhihuan, bumped into many people's tables, fled into the live orchestra, and squeezed into the dancing crowd, making a fuss.

As soon as she was about to be overtaken, and there were crowds of people dancing around, Qiao Zhihuan seemed to be stuck in the mud, unable to move out even half a step.

Suddenly, the sound of the music became significantly quieter, everyone's movements were obviously restrained, and there was a sound of "Hello, Director Lei" and "Hello, Chief Director" from the periphery of the crowd.

Who is Director Lei?

Qiao Zhihuan was still in a daze, and someone gently pulled her wrist.

The man naturally hid Qiao Zhihuan in his shadow and led him through the flowing crowd.

Qiao Zhihuan looked up.

The man in front of him was tall and stern, and the neon lights were caged behind him, like a beast lurking under the psychedelic lights, with a faint sense of danger.

Qiao Zhihuan stared at him, blinking extremely slowly: "I'm afraid of pain..."

Ye Cike slightly raised his eyebrows, it seemed that he still remembered himself.

"...pretty liar."

Ye Cike: "??"

Say who?

what liar?

Ye Cike was still a little dazed, he didn't expect that the other party would suddenly grab his wrist with his backhand, take a step forward, and suddenly rushed in a certain direction——