The traffic and the movie king are together [Entertainment circle]

Today, the program allows members to choose their own way to earn activity funds for the next few days, and then use the earned funds to purchase supplies-after that, they will go to explore the woodland in Kitano.

Zheng Xi said, "Director, I have a suggestion."

Director: "Please tell me."

"Can the contestants who make the most money get the chance to promote their works on the show? Play songs, or promote film and television dramas."

When he said this, everyone else raised their heads, except that He Yanzhi was in a very state of mind today, and kept distracted.

Zheng Xi's proposal was approved by everyone, and it happened that the three idols and the three actors each had works to promote.

The director discussed with his own people and gave them an ok gesture.

"Okay, I feel my blood is on fire." Zhan Ming geared up.

Feng Xiaoqi glanced at him coolly: "You can't even speak English well."

Zhan Ming: Master TT is really capable of hitting people.

Bai Xuchuan also ignited his fighting spirit, he really wanted to get this promotional opportunity, the ratings of the first episode of the all-out journey has already broken 4, and the second episode will only be higher.

But how to make money?

Zhan Ming went to the piano store to rent a guitar, and began to perform on the overpass.

Chen Wu is more Buddhist, so he simply chose a hot pot restaurant to work at random. He used to work part-time when he was in school and learned how to pull noodles. The boss is also a Chinese. When he saw that he could pull noodles, he asked him to start working immediately. He also brought some black people along the way. Apprentice, doing decently.

Feng Xiaoqi doesn't know how to sing or dance, and he doesn't know how to wash and serve dishes. He can only complain, but no matter how well-connected he is, it's impossible to bribe the TV station to let him be a sports event commentator or something.

In the end, he went to Zhanming, and used the money he borrowed from the program group to wholesale a bunch of tempered glass for mobile phones, and borrowed a table and chair to put the film on the overpass.Passers-by listened to Zhan Ming playing the guitar and singing, and at the same time asked Feng Xiaoqi to put on the film, which was pretty decent.

Zheng Xi tossed around but couldn't find a job. At the most depressing time, he was picked up by a Korean boss who asked him to work part-time at a very high price.

Bai Xuchuan thought about what to do for a long time, but he couldn't think of anything good.What He Yanzhi wanted to say to him was immediately stopped by the program team: members were prohibited from communicating with each other during the competition.

The man looked at him a few more times, but left uneasy, and decided to come back at noon.

Bai Xuchuan was sitting on the side of the road blankly, with a posture like a model. After half an hour, he was about to stand up and move his sore legs. When he took a walk around and decided what to do, he suddenly heard a ding from the front. Boom.

There is the sound of coins falling?

Bai Xuchuan's ears moved, and when he looked up, he was startled.

On the canvas bag he casually threw on the ground, there were already several pieces of money scattered, colorful, and there were even big bills.

A little mixed-race girl tossed a coin and kept looking at him.The coin fell to the ground and rolled towards the curb. The little girl clumsily lifted her skirt and ran a few steps, then picked it up and put it back for him.

Bai Xuchuan: Huh?

Could he be considered a beggar?

He couldn't take the money, so he hurriedly explained to the little girl, but the child didn't seem to understand what he said.

After a while, what looked like the girl's grandmother came by, who looked completely Asian.

She told Bai Xuchuan in English that this coin was the girl's pocket money for today, and she hoped that the pretty brother would be happier.

"I'm not begging." Bai Xuchuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and reached out to touch the little girl's hair. The girl hid shyly, and then said something to her grandma.

"I know." The grandma said confidently, "You are doing performance art."

Bai Xuchuan:? ? ?

Grandma said, "Can I take a photo with you?"

Of course Bai Xuchuan agreed.

It's just that these passers-by gave him money because they thought he was doing performance art?

While he was talking to the grandparent and grandson, the crowd in front of him offered him money one after another, and Bai Xuchuan didn't know how to say no if he wanted to refuse.

Maybe... well, it's a way to make money too?

Performance Art……

Bai Xuchuan was a little worried, he was a dedicated person, once others thought he was doing performance art, he really wanted to do a good job in this line of work.

"Hmm... performance art, how about taking a group photo?"

He found a world-famous painting, sat on the spot according to the posture of the protagonist in the painting, tried his best to make his eyes ethereal and ethereal, and stared at an unknown corner behind the crowd—in fact, it was the trash can on the opposite side that was sometimes blocked by the crowd.

One leg is bent, one hand rests on the bent leg, and the other is propped behind the back—this is the most labor-saving posture for famous paintings he has found.

Hope everyone likes it.

And everyone seems to like it.The crowd waiting for a group photo even lined up at the front, and 15 minutes later, several uniformed police officers rushed over to help maintain order.

With a mysterious smile on his face, Bai Xuchuan is firmly performing his performance art.

Another 10 minutes later, a Chinese girl looked at him and took a deep breath, stammering, "Zai...Zai Zai?"

Bai Xuchuan: ...

His smile couldn't hold on anymore.

Why!This kind of place!And meet fans!

Ahhh, his idol baggage... It's over.

Bai Xuchuan smiled and returned a sincere look coldly: Please pretend you don't know me, thank you.

But obviously his eye skills haven't been perfected yet, or maybe he just lacked a little telepathy with this fan, the girl covered her mouth with her hand and stammered: "Zi... You mean you met Fans are also very happy, right?"

"Cub, are you tired, cub? Are you hungry or thirsty? Let me buy you something to eat, okay?"

He is still a lovely mother fan, he is very hungry and thirsty, but now he is a statue, and the statue cannot speak.

Bai Xuchuan tried his best to hint her with his eyes, thank you, but there is no need, you just need to leave quietly now QAQ.

But the girl obviously still couldn't receive his signal. She looked around and keenly caught the corner of the clothes that the photographer couldn't hide in time.

"I see, you must be completing the task, aren't you!" The girl suddenly realized, took out her mobile phone and sent a message to "Kangaroo Country Branch of Bai Xuchuan Global Support Association".

Then, half an hour later.

The front, back, left and right of Bai Xuchuan were all surrounded by people.

Bai Xuchuan: I feel hopeless.

It doesn't matter how many people...

However, performing "performance art" in front of so many fans, he really felt suffocated!

The number of police officers on this street increased from two to ten. In the end, Bai Xuchuan had to run away, and countless boys and girls ran after him.

"...What are you doing up front?"

Feng Xiaoqi and Zhan Ming, who were eating hamburgers on the bridge, lowered their heads in wonder at the dark crowd rushing towards them in the distance.

Zhan Ming took a bite of the hamburger and guessed, "Making a movie?"

Feng Xiaoqi coughed lightly, they couldn't speak now.

After running for a long time, Bai Xuchuan came to a small alley, looking left and right in shock, when suddenly a hand stretched out from the sidebar, just as Bai Xuchuan was about to scream, that hand blocked his mouth, and swiftly People dragged in.

Bai Xuchuan grabbed the opponent's wrist, and was about to throw him over the shoulder, but he paused, turned his head, and let out a breath.

"Yanzhi?"

Seeing each other clearly, he heaved a sigh of relief and covered his mouth at the same time: "We don't seem to be able to talk?"

"It's okay." He Yanzhi said lazily, "I got rid of the photographer."

Bai Xuchuan patted his chest, it's okay... Didn't wait, the photographer got rid of it?How can this show be recorded...?

No, wait a minute, my photographer seems to be...

He Yanzhi patted the ashes on his body, interrupting his meditation: "How did you make it like this?"

Bai Xuchuan said dejectedly: "I don't know either. I just wanted to change places. I don't know why someone came after me, so I can only run. Once I run, there will be more people chasing me..."

He looked at his attire and suddenly became suspicious: "Didn't they treat me as a thief?"

He briefly told He Yanzhi what he was doing in the morning, and He Yanzhi raised an eyebrow while listening.

As expected of you.

"So you should have made a lot of money." He Yanzhi looked at him, "Where's the money?"

Bai Xuchuan picked up the canvas bag he was clutching tightly: "Let me see... eh?"

He was dumbfounded, there should have been hundreds of dollars more, but there was a hole in the bottom of the bag, and most of it was missed during the run, and now only...

five yuan.

Bai Xuchuan held the green note, speechless.

His morning effort.

His hard-working poses, the idol burden he lost in front of the fans, the sweat he shed from running three kilometers...

Gone!All gone!

Probably because the young man's expression was so devastated, He Yan subconsciously put his arms around his shoulders, and comforted him: "It's okay, we'll earn it back."

Bai Xuchuan whispered silently: "There is not enough time..."

"Enough." He Yanzhi asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Eat." Bai Xuchuan said.

"Then let's start now."

"What did you start... Hey Yanzhi, where are you going?"

Before Bai Xuchuan could react, he was directly led away in an unknown direction, only took a few steps, and suddenly realized.

This is a... racetrack?

"Just bet on number five." He Yanzhi said.

"Were you here before?" Bai Xuchuan obeyed and chose number five.

"Yes." He Yanzhi said, "I made some money."

Bai Xuchuan didn't ask how much it was, he saw the No. [-] horse crossing the finish line first.

"Next game." He Yanzhi glanced, "No. [-]."

"tenth."

"Number six."

……

An hour later, the photographer was out of breath, and found the two according to the GPS location they finally turned on.

Seeing that the program team finally arrived late, He Yanzhi spread his hands, signaling that he and Bai Xuchuan didn't say a word.

"Now let's calculate the money earned by each group."

First announced the second to No.5, namely He Yanzhi, Zheng Xi, Chen Wu and Feng Xiaoqi.

Feng Xiaoqi actually made a lot of money from the film, but he had to subtract the raw materials, so the final profit was not much.Zheng Xi's job pays well, because his job is to act as a car model in women's clothing, and when he came back, he kept tugging at the hem of his skirt.

Zhan Mingxin, who hadn't read his name, secretly mentioned it, am I No.1?

"No.1, Bai Xuchuan."

Zhan Ming sat back silently.

"I've made a lot of money, but I'm still the last one..."

"No." The director said helplessly, "Your profit is negative."

Zhanming also made a lot of money, but the violin he borrowed was very valuable. It had a few scratches in one day, and the piano store has already claimed compensation from him through the program group.

Zhan Ming: ...

Bai Xuchuan couldn't believe the result. He glanced at He Yanzhi and thought, is this deliberately giving me the chance to promote?

However, what he wanted to promote was the movie they acted together, so there was no need for it.

He should have been at the bottom.

Ah... No, there is also a Zhanming pad.

Bai Xuchuan looked at He Yanzhi, smiled at him, and nodded his ears.

"I want to hear you sing." He Yanzhi said.

When everyone was discussing the program and the competition, He Yanzhi, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said this sentence like no one else, which instantly attracted the attention of countless people.

Bai Xuchuan: "Hey, what do you want to hear?"

Everyone thought that the two of them really thought we didn't exist.Yes, the show was a completely different show for those two than it was for the others.

He Yanzhi thought for a while: "The song in your new album has a nice melody, what's it called?"

The atmosphere between these two people was so obvious that most people would hardly interrupt, and would just quietly wait for the dog food.

But obviously, Zhan Ming is not an ordinary person.

He actually rushed to answer.

"I know, it's "Northern Night Stars", right?" Zhan Ming said confidently, "Bai Xiaochuan's album is of really good quality, and I even wrote the first lyrics for you, right? It's a pity that it didn't work ...!"

Feng Xiaoqi thought to himself, he should be quite happy to live like Zhanming.

Did he really not see that Brother Yan looks at him differently from other people?

Special, ferocious.

Bai Xuchuan was stunned for a moment, he wanted to nod his head, what Zhan Ming said was indeed right, but for some reason, he was inexplicably guilty...

Looking at He Yanzhi's eyes, is he still a little bit wronged?

"Ahem, Yanzhi, which song are you talking about?"

He Yanzhi glanced at Zhan Ming, then at Bai Xuchuan, and suddenly said: "There is no name."

Bai Xuchuan: "What?"

"There is no name." He Yanzhi repeated, "The album you gave me is a blank film, and there is no name of the song on it."

Bai Xuchuan: "..."

He thought about it, and suddenly remembered.

What He Yanzhi was talking about should be the white card that he forcibly gave to He Yanzhi when he went back when they met for the first time.

It is a collection of many singles that he likes very much, but was rejected by the company and failed to be released in the end.He recorded it in the recording studio and carved it into a disk for collection.

That time it was given to He Yanzhi, it was actually his cautious behavior.He hoped that He Yanzhi would always remember that there was such a junior who could always treat him so kindly after seeing it.

If it's something other than scheming... Maybe there is a little bit of natural affection that makes him want to keep something with his own mark on him.

But he didn't expect that the other party would suddenly mention this never-before-released album at this time.

Bai Xuchuan's new album has actually been released not long ago, and it's not the time when the company is going to release his next album. At this time, if it is indeed a new album...

Seeing He Yanzhi's look of anticipation, Bai Xuchuan gritted his teeth: "Yes! That's my next album, and the songs in it are all new songs, which have never been released..."

Zhan Ming:? ? ?

Why did he feel like he was being cannon fodder.

Feng Xiaoqi gleefully patted Zhan Ming's shoulder: "Bai Xuchuan seems to have a lot of secrets with Brother Yan that we don't know."

What he said was so straightforward that Bai Xuchuan couldn't help looking over after hearing it.

Zhan Ming said: "That's right...so everyone doesn't know, only Teacher He knows, not just me, right?"

Everyone averted their eyes tacitly.

Bai Xuchuan hurriedly said: "I only listened to that album for Mr. He, so Zhan Ming really doesn't know. Well, director, I have the opportunity to promote the new song, right? Yanzhi, which one do you want to hear? ?”

He Yanzhi looked at him and hummed a short melody.

Bai Xuchuan listened and slowly sang along.

He Yanzhi lightly helped him beat the time, and Bai Xuchuan sang the light folk song called "Road".

The melody of this song is indeed very melodious, and the recording room gradually quieted down, listening to him sing slowly.

"You and I set off at six o'clock in the morning, and traveled for four hours to the small town market..."

After the song was sung, the director said in one sentence: "It will be hot."

Bai Xuchuan said embarrassingly: "Borrow the director's good words."

He is a little worried now, the matter of the new album hasn't been revealed yet, so he just said it here, and Lao Zha must talk to him for a while when he goes back.

A good idol can't break his promise!Especially the fans are very much looking forward to his release of a song. If he personally said that he will release a new album but does not release it, the impact will be very bad.

Originally, with Bai Xuchuan's status in the company, it would not be difficult to release an extra album.But the song he sang, as well as all the music in the album for He Yanzhi, were all eliminated by the company, which shows that they must not be liked by the high-level, at least not in line with the image positioning of him by the high-level.Perhaps, he will leave a bad impression on the company's top management by cutting first and playing later.

Bai Xuchuan returned to the hotel, swiped Weibo twice, and found that he was on the trending search again, but this time it was with He Yanzhi.

He saw the two names lined up side by side, hanging in the position of "explosion", and couldn't help but smile.

Thinking about the album, he glanced at He Yanzhi who had just come out of the shower, said "I'm going to make a phone call", then walked to the balcony and closed the door.

He Yanzhi raised his head slightly, looking at Bai Xuchuan with his lips parted through a glass door.

"Old Zha, let me tell you something..."

"Let's talk." Lao Zha knew that it must be a matter of work, and then he thought of something before Bai Xuchuan said, "Oh, by the way, you and Mr. He's names are tied to the hot search, I think you said before I refused to be tied up, and I am already spending money to tear it down. This time because the heat is too high, I spent a bit too much money, I will report to you..."

"What? That's actually not—" Bai Xuchuan's eyes darkened when he heard the number that Lao Zha said, and wanted to say that it was actually not needed this time.

But after thinking about it, it's not good for him to be tied up with others, and it's not good for He Yanzhi to be tied up with He Yanzhi...

So, it's better to withdraw.

"Actually nothing?" Lao Zha didn't understand half of what he said.

"No, withdraw, it should be withdrawn." Bai Xuchuan gritted his teeth, "What I want to talk about is the new album."

Lao Zha thought he was referring to the normal next album, and said bluntly: "Well, don't worry, I found the best lyrics and composition, and I promise to make a sensational one for you in Asia! New Year's Eve is coming soon, next year Let's go abroad for a concert and become popular in Southeast Asia!"

"..." Bai Xuchuan wanted to say that he didn't really want to be famous in Southeast Asia, but he didn't say anything after thinking about it, and told the truth, "That's right, I want to publish it as soon as possible, not according to the original one-year program Frequency, I want to add one more specialization."

"This..." Lao Zha was a little embarrassed, and thought for a while, "It should be possible, but why did you suddenly think of this?"

"Listen to me." Bai Xuchuan closed his eyelids, and changed to a more comfortable standing position, "This album I want to release, I want to choose songs by myself, is that okay?"

Lao Zha was stunned.

In fact, Bai Xuchuan hadn't spoken to him in a questioning tone like "Can you?", because in fact, he is already a mature artist, and he usually makes his own decisions, and Lao Zha also trusts his decisions.

But if he said the word "may I?", he knew it was a somewhat unreasonable request.

Lao Zha's mind flashed through the talent talent singer who would behave well every time he met a few years ago and greeted the lowest-ranking trainees in the company, and suddenly became popular after two years of silence. The agent rushed to dig, but never thought of replacing his big star.

There was silence on the phone, and Bai Xuchuan tentatively asked, "Old Zha, don't you think it's not right?"

"No." Lao Zha seemed to be smoking a cigarette, "I'm recalling your glorious past, what a glory."

"what?"

Lao Zha pinched out his cigarette: "I will go talk to the higher-ups. God of Wealth, I think you are a God of Wealth, and your ideas will always be right."

Bai Xuchuan: "...Thanks for the compliment."

He was about to hang up the phone, but he heard Lao Zha excitedly: "Xiao Chuan, did you have some artistic ideas, so you suddenly came up with this album? I heard that many great artists are enlightened suddenly. No, you are the next Mozart..."

Bai Xuchuan's face was full of black lines: "...Don't, it's too wronged Mozart to put my name together with Mozart."

Lao Zha asked confusedly, "Then why did you suddenly come up with an album?"

Bai Xuchuan said casually: "Because someone wants to hear it. I hung up."

"Eh? Eh?"

Faced with the busy tone on the phone, Lao Zha felt his heart ache.

What did Bai Xuchuan just say, because someone wants to hear it?

Why does this sound so wrong?

Could it be that his artist, really, is in love?

Lao Zha's hands trembled, he turned on the computer, and began to search for "How to minimize the loss when an artist suddenly reveals his relationship when he is popular", and he had no sleep all night.

Bai Xuchuan hung up the phone and was silent for a moment, then suddenly heard the sound of the door being opened, and saw that it was He Yanzhi standing at the door.

"What's wrong?" He looked at the strange expression on He Yanzhi's face, and felt a little strange in his heart, "Yanzhi...?"

"I'm sorry." He Yanzhi's voice was restrained and calm, "I accidentally listened to your call."

Bai Xuchuan opened his eyes slightly: "How is it possible? I'm on the balcony. The sound insulation effect of this door is very good. I wanted to hear you calling on the balcony before, but I couldn't hear a word..."

At this point, he stopped talking suddenly, because he seemed to have said something serious, such as admitting that he wanted to eavesdrop on He Yanzhi's phone call or something - also because He Yanzhi's eyes exceeded the safety threshold -

If the normal value is 5 and the mood swing is 10, it should be 45 now.

Just too hot, too hot.

Bai Xuchuan couldn't help but took a step back, leaned his waist against the closed glass of the balcony, turned his head and looked subconsciously, it was dozens of floors high, no one could see it.

With his heart pounding, Bai Xuchuan tried his best to tell himself to calm down, and then asked softly, "Yanzhi, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay." He Yanzhi lowered his head slightly, and took half a step forward. The nearly ten centimeters of height difference made them just so close that they could kiss the tip of their noses when they lowered their heads, but they didn't touch each other.

"I won't avoid you when I call from now on."

Bai Xuchuan swallowed his throat, trying to calm himself down, but this effort was of no avail. His Adam's apple moved, and he said in a hoarse voice: "...What are you talking about?"

The purely aggressive aura is close at hand, and his eyes are naked, containing meanings that men understand, and nothing can be concealed.

"I like you." He Yanzhi said bluntly.