Xie Lang's little face fell, and he was thinking about how to tactfully excuse himself with the agent.

I saw the agent mysteriously add: "You are definitely interested in this variety show." ”

"What are you interested in?" Xie Lang replied angrily, "Are you in a hurry to recruit scolding?"

She muttered in a small voice, "It's just that the reaction is a little slower, why don't they scold me with such vicious words......?"

The agent saw that Xie Lang was about to PTSD this type of variety show, and since "Ready Player One", the variety shows she received for Xie Lang could avoid this kind of special brain-burning.

Only this time it's different.

She opened the plan, pointed to the column of the guests to be invited and said to her: "Look at the guests to be invited, in addition to you, the program team also invited Xu Chunqiu." ”

If the brain-burning variety show is tantamount to thunder for Xie Lang, then the brain-burning variety show with Xu Chunqiu can only be described in two words, Wang Bang.

When Xie Lang heard this, a pair of eyes lit up suddenly.

No matter how difficult the puzzle is, with Xu Chunqiu in charge, Xie Lang's sense of variety show and jitter have room to play, I really don't know how Xu Chunqiu's head grows, how can he be so bright.

"Really?" her eyes widened in disbelief, "Qiuqiu really participates in this?"

The agent nodded: "I also deliberately went to explore the tone of Mr. Tang of Huayu." ”

It is said that Xu Chunqiu has just finished from the crew of the picture director recently, and he has been recuperating for more than half a month during the Chinese New Year, and he is planning to find a variety show to brush his face and increase his exposure, isn't "Escape Room" coming. ”

Xie Lang nodded frantically, not knowing if he was listening.

"What's wrong with you?"

Xie Lang nodded.

"Can you take this variety show?"

Xie Lang still nodded, like a solar-powered nodding doll.

The agent couldn't help laughing: "You just think about Xu Chunqiu, right?"

Xie Lang didn't feel anything at all, and generously admitted: "That's right." ”

Who doesn't love to be carried around.

The agent shook his head helplessly: "Okay, then this itinerary is decided, and the recording will officially start next Saturday." ”

"I don't have a script or anything to read?" Xie Lang asked rhetorically.

"You think it's "Ready Player One", but it's not a script kill. The agent complained, turned the project case into a paper tube, and gently knocked on the top of her head, ""Escape Room" has no script, and it all depends on the guests to play on the spot. ”

"You just have to go with your brain. ”

When the agent said this, he grinned and teased casually: "I don't think you need to have a brain, anyway, there is Xu Chunqiu." ”

Xie Lang: ???

Although there is nothing wrong with what you said in the strict sense, I am still angry.

......

At the same time, the backstage of the Qianqiu Theater.

Du Zigui got out of the play, and was removing his makeup in front of the mirror, wiping off the oil paint on his face little by little.

I only heard two knocks outside the door, and the curtain in the background was lifted a little bit.

"Enter. ”

Du Zigui looked at the reflection of the mirror, and it was Fu Nanxun who came in.

The movements of his hands did not stop, and he said casually and familiarly: "Why are you so rusty, and you knocked on the door." ”

In the backstage of the Qianqiu Theater, the troupe that sings on stage and the musician who plays the piano on the side come in, and they generally do not knock on the door, but enter as soon as the curtain is lifted, and only the staff in uniform will politely knock on the door.

Fu Nanxun leaned against the door frame with his arms crossed, and watched him remove his makeup quietly.

Du Zigui saw that he deliberately came up, and he didn't say anything for a long time, turned his head and said angrily: "I found that you have been a little abnormal in the past few days, why are you always grinding and chirping." ”

"If there is something to start, there is nothing to retreat!"

Fu Nanxun put down his overlapping arms, and Du Zigui found that his left hand seemed to be holding something.

"There's something I want to tell you. He grinned, "Have you ever been on a variety show?"

Du Zigui wiped the rouge on his mouth, and his face was not shocked: "I've been on it." ”

At this moment, he was surprised and changed to Fu Nanxun: "Have you been on it, when did you go on?"

He remembered it immediately, yes, Du Zigui has indeed been on a variety show, it is the kind of micro variety show produced by the short video platform, and the "Please Give Me Time for a Song" that was popular by Xu Chunqiu a long time ago.

Fu Nanxun was a little embarrassed, he unfolded the rolled paper tube in his hand and flattened it, and handed it to Du Zigui.

"Then are you interested in this kind of variety show?"

Du Zigui took off his makeup, took out a tissue from the mirror and wiped his hands, his idea was very simple: "The last time I went to a variety show was to sing a show, and now there is a Qianqiu Theater, Boss Xu has set up the stage for us to sing operas, and the private seats are full, what am I going to do on the variety show?"

"Then you should go with me. He pointed to the project of this variety show and worked hard to Amway.

"The corners of your eyes are still red, have you removed the rouge? ”

Du Zigui raised his hand and wiped it at the corner of his eyes: "No?"

He looked closer in the mirror and muttered, "Is it inflamed......?"

Fu Nanxun suddenly broke up like this, and Du Zigui forgot all the words he just said: "What did you just say?"

He pushed the plan under Du Zigui's hand, and a pair of eyes made the light in front of the makeup mirror shine brightly.

Du Zigui unreasonably remembered Fu Nanxun's appearance when he was acting in the crew, and countless lights, lenses, and eyes were all gathered on him alone.

Sometimes he really admires people like Xu Chunqiu and Fu Nanxun, how can someone straddle between tradition and popularity, between the bench on the stage and the spotlight flash, and still weigh the two so well.

The Fu Nanxun in front of the Steadicam camera is like being in two completely different worlds from him, but when he takes a long step, steps into his old scooter, and returns to the theater with him, he becomes a low-key violin player in the orchestra, and the audience will not see a few glances of the pianist in the whole scene.

Curious, he picked up the plan and flipped through it a few times.

"Guests to be invited...... Xu Chunqiu, and Mr. Lu?"

Even if Du Zigui does not have deep contact with the entertainment industry, he knows that although Xu Chunqiu is young, his status in the circle should not be underestimated.

This show can be regarded as a big deal.

The guest group of three artists and two amateurs, the artist has already decided, Xu Chunqiu brought a Lu Xiu on his side, Xie Lang has no suitable candidate, and Fu Nanxun has found himself......

Du Zigui twisted the page, turned to the next page, and his eyes fell on the name of the script of this episode of the show-

"Old Things in Peking".