newbobooks Chapter 1 Airport Oolong
Chapter 1 Airport Oolong
"It will be announced in a few days. Tell me today that you must have amateur scenes?"
As soon as the awn seeds passed, Jiangcheng, which had been drenched in the rain for half a month, finally stepped out of the wet spring scenery. Wrapped in the fluffy atmosphere of the quilt, the moisture dissipated, and the shadow of summer was seen.
Only the 25th floor of Jiangcheng TV Headquarters Building, the headquarters of the "Second Summer" production team, is about to come.
"I can't do anything about it, that's what the superiors asked for." The head of the entertainment department said.
"Did Er Xia's program positioning be clearly written when the project was filed in the early stage? It is not a talent talent show, but a variety show." Chief Director Wu Guang slammed the script on the table, "The audience is With this understanding, the program group also plans to invite candidates based on this positioning, now tell me about amateur scenes?"
"I know, it just happened to happen," the minister said earnestly, "You also know what the station means. You don't need to be so serious about the fact that a round of tour will end after a few shots."
Wu Guang didn't like this: "There's nothing to talk about."
"This has to be discussed."
"Not only need to talk, but talk as soon as possible," the minister reminded him, "Think about the mentor group, can we afford it?"
Wu Guang: "."
As we all know, "Second Summer", which won the title of "Most Anticipated Variety Show of the Year" with just a list of reserve players, also has an alias that everyone knows, everyone knows - the summer of the second generation.
The contestants are either the second-generation stars or the second-generation rich, comparable to Metamorphosis.
It is by no means groundless that the reputation has been passed down to this day, and it is precisely because of this that in order to calm down those cubs, the tutor group invited a god, and the schedule was coordinated for three months.
Others can afford it, but he can't.
"But in such a short time, where can I find you an amateur?" Wu Guang was so anxious that his head swelled.
Knowing that he had persuaded him, the minister stood up and patted him on the shoulder: "You have invited Shen Huaijing, so are you afraid of an amateur?"
Wu Guang: "..."
Wu Guang turned the address book upside down and had no clue.
Just when he was about to go to the personnel department and randomly select a good-looking little unlucky guy from among the latest recruits in the entertainment department, a photo was suddenly posted on the public screen.
"This is the hot searched one last night," the artist director looked up from countless resumes, as if grabbing some life-saving straw, "Director! Do you think he... is suitable?"
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Lecture hall of Jiangcheng University.
There were still more than 20 minutes before the bell rang, and the normally sparse classrooms for large classes were already full of people because the final exam was approaching.
A melodious and loud whistle with obvious ridicule came from the back row——
"Oh, isn't this our big star! Big star, look here and here!"
A boy walked in through the back door with a book.
He was wearing the most common medical blue and white mask, showing a pair of beautiful eyebrows and eyes and a fair and slender neck. Amidst the increasingly wanton ridicule, the boy raised his hand and pulled the mask to his chin.
"It's hard to get over this, right?" Wen Nian said helplessly.
When a group of people heard this, they laughed even more presumptuously.
"I can't make it through," roommate Zhou Jiayi couldn't help laughing, "Seriously, you didn't plan to start a Weibo or something? I heard that after the hot search yesterday, a company came to our school overnight, saying that they wanted to sign you."
Wen Nian opened the book, and said in a weary voice, "No."
Zhou Jiayi naturally knew that Wen Nian was not interested in these things, so he just said it casually, looking at the sickness between his brows and eyes, he was a little more serious, and touched his forehead with his hand: "Is it still burning? "
"It didn't burn."
"What's wrong with Xiaonian?" The man behind pointed to the mask on Wennian's mouth.
Zhou Jiayi said: "I came back from the rain last night, maybe I have a little cold."
"I thought I was scared by what happened at the airport last night."
"That's not enough." Zhou Jiayi smiled and opened Weibo.
At this time, the number one on the hot search list was talking about the news of the college entrance examination, but just last night, the same position was occupied by a topic called #摇案那些被精人精量的星球#.
Celebrities, amateurs, crushes, and once the traffic code is released, the popularity can be imagined. The people who eat melons are thinking about which marketing account is so powerful and so obvious. When they click on it, they find something is wrong.
Because it was a pick-up video, and the banner scanned by the camera had two words——Shen Han.
Everyone: ? ? ?
After thinking about it for a long time, I never thought that there would be Shen Han in this kind of inventory?Although it is recognized that Shen Hanxin can't control his mouth, but after all, he is the younger brother in the rumors of "so".
Before everyone could think about it, fans screamed in the video.
"Ahhh, Hanhan look here!"
"I'm coming!"
Amidst the crowd of crisp female voices, a male voice cut in, which seemed particularly abrupt—"Little girl, are you picking up the plane? Who are you picking up?"
The voice was rough and aged, and it was obviously the passengers who were attracted by the pick-up formation.
The fans were not surprised, and said: "Shen Han!"
"Shen Han?"
"Yes, Uncle, do you know us, Shen Han?"
"I don't know him, but I haven't seen a celebrity yet," the uncle asked while taking out his phone, "Is this Shen Han good-looking?"
"It's beautiful, it's too beautiful to die for!"
After the conversation fell, a figure at the entrance of the passage moved from far to near.
The fans who recognized Shen Han waved their support cards harder and louder, but it was the one who had "never seen a star": "Shen Han, star! Look here, look here!"
Everyone laughed, and the next second, the uncle took the mobile phone, and under the eyes of hundreds of fans, he took the lead in charging, shouting the name "Shen Han", and rushed straight behind Shen Han.
fan:"?"
The uncle stood still in front of a person.
The man was wearing a white sweater and black trousers. The airport was noisy, but he only lowered his head and concentrated on flipping through a booklet in his hand.As if startled by someone who suddenly rushed to him, he took a step back, took off his earphones, and raised his eyes... Afterwards, things began to get out of control.
Crowds of people shouted "Shen Han"'s name one after another, rushing towards behind Shen Han, the flashing lights kept on, and they said similar words: "Stars are good-looking."
……
This person is Wen Nian.
When he came back to his senses, it had already become the current situation.
The trending search turned out, his information was turned up, and even several companies found the school directly, and this morning - from the cafeteria to the teaching building, they just called him "Shen Han", No fewer than ten.
"There is a follow-up to the video last night, have you seen it?" Someone suddenly said.
Wen Nian: "?"
Zhou Jiayi was the first to smell gossip: "What did I miss?"
The man handed over the phone: "The blogger who shot it didn't expect that the video would go out of the circle. When I went back and looked through it, I found that I missed a section."
With that said, he clicked on the video.
He was still a familiar uncle, a familiar fan, but in the last few seconds, the picture suddenly stopped.
A boy who was squeezed to the outermost edge by the crowd was emphatically circled.
After a line of keyboard sound effects, a line of words slowly floated above the man's head: Even if I am dead and buried in a coffin, I will still be in the grave, shouting four big characters with my decayed vocal cords——I am here.
Everyone: "..."
The comments below are gone.
[True popularity crushing. 】
[Shen Han: I have never been so speechless in my life. 】
【Shen Han: I'm standing right in front of you, you can see that I look a bit like before. 】
[What about the good inventory?Why did Shen Han take over?Brother Han, don't you want to lose face? [Dog head save life]]
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"Is he Shen Han?"
Wen Nian suddenly opened his mouth, and everyone looked at him.
"Exactly?" Zhou Jiayi turned his phone sideways when he was obedient, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with Shen Han?"
Wen Nian looked at the figure on the video: "When I was walking through the temporary passage yesterday, I bumped into it."
The airport probably didn't expect yesterday's situation, fearing that there would be trouble, so it arranged for him to take a temporary passage, where he met Shen Han.
Rather than encountering it, it is better to say it was seen.
Through the mask, he and Shen Han looked at each other.
At that time, he only felt that this person looked at him a little strangely, and he didn't pay much attention to it. Now... he probably knows the reason.
Everyone was shocked, and just about to ask questions, the economics teacher came late with a thermos with the Jiangda logo on it. The classroom stopped when the bell rang.
Zhou Jiayi handed a cup of soy milk to Wen Nian: "Drink something warm."
"Where did you get it?" Just after taking the medicine, Wen Nian was a little sleepy, and his voice became much softer.
Zhou Jiayi: "It was blown."
"It's mainly because of the big star's face."
Wen Nian laughed.
"By the way," Zhou Jiayi whispered gossip, "After meeting Shen Han in the passage yesterday, didn't you say anything?"
Wen Nian picked up the pen and started to work on the question: "If you were Shen Han, would you talk to me?"
Zhou Jiayi: "..."
Also.
If he was Shen Han, he would have vented his embarrassment by swinging a set of military fists in the air, how could he still be able to speak up?
Wen Nian turned his face back with a pen: "Listen carefully to the class."
Zhou Jiayi: "Oh."
However, after a few minutes of idle time, Zhou Jiayi twisted his body and came closer: "But every year, there is one thing that you may not know."
Wen Nian asked casually, "What?"
Zhou Jiayi: "Shen Han, it is said that he is that so-and-so's cousin."
"Who?" Wen Nian was preoccupied with the topic and didn't listen carefully.
Zhou Jiayi: "Who else is there, Shen Huaijing."
Wen Nian paused at the tip of his pen.
Zhou Jiayi continued, "Your idol."
It took a while for Zhou Jiayi to hear Wen Nian's voice.
"Not an idol."
Wen Nian crossed out the messy answer just now, and started to write again: "It's just..."
Zhou Jiayi stopped in time: "That's right, I just like it, that's fine."
Wen Nian corrected him: "Appreciate."
I don't know if I'm still sick, but my voice is so soft that it's muffled.
Zhou Jiayi was kind and generous: "OK, appreciate it."
Wen Nian liked Shen Huaijing, it was not a secret in their dormitory, but when they first found out that Wen Nian was still "chasing stars", they were really shocked.
As the mobile signboard of their college, Wen Nian's popularity has always been high, but the small signboard is not very interested in activities. The rare few times they go out are dormitory activities or class activities. Signboard, and when it was still the "Midnight Show", everyone was shocked, wondering if they had finally enlightened, but in the end...nothing happened.
The so-called "midnight show" is the premiere movie at zero o'clock.
The little signboard not only focused on the movie the whole time, but also returned the ticket price to the senior with the increase in the travel expenses afterwards—the starring role in that movie was Shen Huaijing.
After the senior went back, he changed his WeChat signature overnight to "Shen Huaijing, you and I are inseparable", and it hasn't changed until now.
"Niannian, can you tell me, what do you really like...Admiring Shen Huaijing?"
Zhou Jiayi is really curious. Shen Huaijing debuted as a child star with impeccable acting skills, appearance, and family background. He has won several actor trophies at a young age. He is a veritable pyramid in the circle. Everything is impeccable, but Zhou Jiayi has always I think it's a little bit close to make the small signboard remember, and it's a little bit close.
Wen Nian didn't reply.
After a long time, he stopped writing, looked at the question he just wrote the answer to, and said seriously: "He is very powerful."
Zhou Jiayi: "?"
As soon as the cold medicine came up, by the time get out of class was over, Wen Nian couldn't hold on anymore.
Seeing that he was uncomfortable, Zhou Jiayi hurriedly said, "There will be no one here in the next class. If you are tired, just sleep on your stomach for a while."
Wen Nian replied in a muffled voice, and as soon as he got down on the ground, the phone rang—it was an unfamiliar number.
On the fifth ring, Wen Nian finally picked it up.
"Hello? Is this Wen Nian?"
"Ah."
"Hello, this is the second summer festival at Jiangcheng TV Headquarters..."
The call came to an abrupt end.
Wen Nian hung up the phone and put it on the corner of the table.
Zhou Jiayi: "Who is it?"
Why did you hang up after saying a word?
Wen Nian's voice softened completely: "Scam call."
Zhou Jiayi: "Oh."
"Cheaters have indeed become more and more rampant recently. Have you installed the national anti-fraud app? Install it soon!"
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