Song Xing didn't walk to the next platform, and of course he didn't sit on the Crystal Crown seat.

VJ Pengpeng, who had already found a good seat, had been looking at the door with Luo Yi and others, and waited for a long time without seeing Song Xing appear.

She looked up, and the starry sky was blocked by the spotlight outside. The bitter cold wind poured in, blowing the dead branches and plum blossoms wrapped around her smooth hair.

Her black feather-like eyelashes trembled slightly, and what she couldn't stop was the determination in her eyes.

Song Xing walked down the steps of the hotel door step by step.

There is no spotlight and camera on her, as if the bustle of the entire West Mountain has nothing to do with her, as if she is just a fox hiding in the mountains, avoiding the crowd and foraging for food in the depths of the maple forest alone.

The thoughts and covetousness of the world have been left behind by her.

In front of the monitor, Shi Qin didn't go to see how Wen Shang, who was filmed by the host, walked the red carpet out of the old Shanghai bigwig, he stared at Song Xing, who was not so clear under the surveillance camera.

Although there was not enough light there, he could still see Song Xing's indifferent expression.

Uncle Yin watched Song Xing's high heels struggling to step on the snow, bypassing the red carpet and the crowd, and trekking slowly step by step.

He frowned and asked, "Miss Song, where are you going?"

In Shi Qin's headphones, there are already staff members reporting.

"Mr. Shi, Song Xing didn't sit on the crystal throne next door, the player Xie Shanshan has already withdrawn, the three crystal crown seats, one less person sits, we can't find Song Xing......"

Shi Qin was silent for a long time, and then picked up the walkie-talkie:

"It's okay, someone will make up for it soon. ”

Uncle Yin's brows tightened: "Mr. Shi......"

Shi Qin was still staring at Song Xing's lonely back, and spit out a sentence coldly.

"Song Xing lost. ”

On the red carpet, although Wen Shang was a bland old Shanghai godfather, as Shi Qin expected, Wen Shang gave Sui Lisi 99 points.

Song Xing and Sui Lisi met again in a narrow way.

One is the descendant of the rich Jia of the Chen country, the other is the Hutong girl who came to the imperial capital from a small city to pursue her dreams, one is extravagant, her hands can reach the sky, and the other is full of thorns, and anyone who touches it is a hand of blood. The two of them were the same, and it set off a big discussion on the Internet.

In the top-floor monitoring room of Zhongnan Satellite TV, Lu Yan was excitedly wishing to his boss to report the popularity of the individual competition of "Ni Dress".

As of Song Xing's 99 points from Wen Baiyu, the official website of "Ni Shang" has opened the ticket sales channel for "The Glory Ceremony of the Country" to be held at the Wang Fu Theater next Friday, and now the VIP seats in the front row worth 1999 have been snatched up, and the price of scalpers on Weibo is as high as 5,000 yuan. The time period with the highest ratings is after Wen Baiyu appeared, and Wen Baiyu invited Song Xing to make costumes, the ratings have broken 4, and it is estimated that it should be able to break 6 by the time the results are announced, which has already created a record for variety shows in the same period. ”

Listening to a series of exciting data, Zuo Yuan kept a tight face, and Lu Yan really couldn't understand it.

"Master, why are you upset?"

Zuo Yuan sighed:

"Capital influences the course of the program, which is equivalent to the butt deciding the head. This time, I really heard the white feather when I succeeded, and I heard the white feather when I lost. ”

Lu Yan scratched his head:

"Master, I don't understand what you said more and more, Wen Baiyu gave Song Xing 99 points, and took the initiative to stir up the heat, Song Xing slapped him in the face with a double S advertisement, and the tag of #domineering queen star # on Weibo didn't know how popular it was, the stubborn Cinderella and the top rich second-generation cp have been popular since ancient times, why do you still dislike it?"

Zuo Yuan looked at Lu Yan with disgust:

"Compared to the finals, is the individual competition more popular?"

Lu Yan shook his head: "Of course the finals are important, it's cold after a good start, isn't that a slap in the face of our director?"

Zuo Yuan said goodbye, full of regret:

"Song Xing, I can't enter the finals. After the director was beaten in the face, it was estimated that he would have beaten the two of us. ”

The data in Lu Yan's hand almost didn't hold up:

"Ah, how can it be done, Song Xing is the data king of this show, and more than half of the popularity on the Internet is her fans, whether it is Ye Jiu or Wang Guoli, and now Wen Baiyu, the popularity of our show is basically fried from her, master, the selection of this year's TV person of the year is about to start, "Ni Dress" can win the award properly, we can't go wrong!"

Zuo wished that there was a cabinet full of trophies behind him, and the middle box was always empty.

Yes, every year, the honor of TV Person of the Year falls on the producer of the national station, this year's satellite TV program data has taken off, "Ni Dress" bears the brunt, Zuo Yuan remembers the white eyes she endured when she changed careers to become a producer, and her encouragement of "I believe you will create brilliance again", I can't help but feel sad.

Why is it so difficult for a man to want to do a little business?

Lu Yan looked at the monitor, pulled Zuo Yuan to take a closer look:

"Master, are you so tired and dizzy, you see that Song Xing is now 99 points, Sui Lisi is too, Luo Yi is ranked third, and it is Cheng Tian who can't enter the finals. “

Zuo Yuan looked at Lu Yan's innocent and romantic eyes, and sighed that it was good to be young, young people can be stupid, at most they can be beaten.

But he has more than 100 jobs in his hands, he can't be stupid, and he doesn't dare to offend investors.

He threw Lu Yan a stack of photos:

"In the design that Song Xing handed over to the program team, I didn't smell Bai Yu's snow fox fur, originally I was just worried that environmental activists might raise objections, and we might be warned by the Film and Television Industry Association, but now the problem is more serious, because Wen Baiyu wore his own private clothes, although he also wore Song Xing's design, but the competition system stipulates that as long as the guests wear private clothes, the contestants will be eliminated, if Song Xing is eliminated, then the highlight of the finals can only fall on Luo Yi and Cheng Day, all we can fry is Luo Yi, Triangular cp ...... of Chengday and Baisi language"

Before Zuo Yuan finished speaking, Lu Yan resolutely objected.

"That's not good, Shi Qin said to Song Xing...... Shi Qin has high hopes for Song Xing, a contestant, and besides, Bai Siyu is not an artist brought out by our cotton station, if this pair of triangle cps is fried, Bai Siyu will inevitably be sent to the Egret Award in the last month of the Afra rankings, and the popularity of the winter vacation drama "Easy Travel" that we will broadcast next will be reduced by at least half. This is my brother Shi Qin's first TV series, if Song Xing wins the championship and the Egret Award, what a good gimmick!"

Zuo Yuan smashed the table:

"I didn't know the attack power of this series of combinations, but ...... Can hundreds of millions of viewers watch it...... No wonder Wen Shang named him to wear Sui Lisi's design, and named Wen Baiyu to be Song Xing's display guest, I thought that the father and son also wanted to test the water in the entertainment industry, it turned out to be to praise Sui Lisi. Sui Lisi has Chenguo's grandmother behind her, and now she is leaning on the Wen family, not to mention, she has a good father behind her. ”

When Lu Yan heard Zuo Yuan mention Sui Mian, his heart suddenly ached.

"Master, you're back to the past. ”

Zuo Yuan waved his hand: "Don't talk nonsense. ”

Seeing that the master's past was reminded, and the heat of his idol was about to be dispersed, Lu Yan was like a pancake fruit on a hot pan, and he was so anxious that he could get the skin.

She took out her phone, and at the moment there was only one person who could figure it out.