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Strange said that it was recorded in Starlight Film and Television City in Daxing District, Beijing.

The program team arranged for Cao Yifang to live in the nearby Starlight Media Hotel, but Cao Yifang changed to a five-star hotel with higher specifications at his own expense and chartered a presidential suite for two nights.

When Cao Fang was still very poor before, he didn't understand why rich people sometimes squandered money irrationally.

But as he got more and more money, the value of the money became more and more "cheap".

If spending money to enjoy it can relieve stress to a certain extent, it is very cost-effective.

His own team and outsourced public relations team work non-stop in the suite, analyzing public opinion data, screening the studio's recruitment materials, dealing with various external event invitations, analyzing the value and arguments of debates......

Cao Yifang is lying on his back in the oval jacuzzi to take a bath, relieving the double fatigue of body and spirit in the past few days.

Generally, he doesn't like to use a hotel bathtub, no matter how high the star is, it is dirty.

But now...... Whatever.

staring blankly at the TV screen that sneaked into the wall in front of him, he sometimes picked up the wine glass in the bath water tray - it was mixed with red wine + cola, which was very bad for the way to drink good things.

But...... Whatever.

He Mo knocked on the door and said outside: "Li Shen invites the song, do you want to agree?"

Li Shen is the face singer of the Mesozoic generation in the Hong Kong Island music scene, and his fame is widespread, not only in China, but also in Japan and Hanguo, there are also a large number of fans.

Cao Fangfang didn't think about it: "Refuse." ”

He Mo outside the door was silent for a while, she knew Cao Fang's character, and she also knew that he didn't like to write songs for anyone, but after all, the other party was big and famous, so she didn't dare to call the shots.

She hesitated, "Won't ......it be a little offended?"

Cao Fang turned his head: "With Mo, can you lend me three million." ”

"Huh?" He Mo was dumbfounded by his leapfrog thinking: "What, what?!"

Cao Fangfang: "To borrow or not to borrow, in a word." ”

and the ink vocal cords trembled slightly: "I don't have any money!!Do you want three hundred yuan!!"

Cao Fangfang: "It's over, you offended me." ”

After a moment of silence, Yomo calmed down again: "I understand, I'll politely reject him." ”

Cao Fang continued to take a tasteless bath and watch TV.

It's funny, he has written songs for Xue Mengjiao and Chi Momo before, and the market response to these songs is also very good, but at first, no one came to him to invite songs, until he became famous, reached out to ask for songs, and there were more and more singers who bought songs at high prices, and there were many big names in the industry.

Did they buy the song, or the fame of his side?

The quality of the songs, in fact, few people care.

He opened the bathroom for a change of air and began to smoke the cigar that his eldest brother had given him.

The white smoke blends with the green smoke, obscuring the whole small world.

It's so comfortable.

I'm so tired.

The day before yesterday, he met Tian Anbang.

Lao Tian hurried to teach him to write, but he couldn't listen to it, and his thinking was too chaotic.

So the two chatted about the upcoming debate on the show.

Lao Tian's attitude seemed to be very appreciative of him, but what he said was very shocking.

"You don't have to go, there's no winner in the debate," he said...... As soon as you argue, you lose, and the other side will not win. ”

Cao Fang thought he understood, he told Lao Tian: "My public relations also asked me not to go, but I only understand until now, I am actually like a pawn in chess, I can only go forward, every time I take a step, the road behind me collapses a section, there is no road behind me, only a cliff." ”

"This is the price of ambition," Lao Tian said. ”

Both understood what that meant.

To be a star, the more popular it is, the more dangerous it is, and every extra pair of eyes staring at you is equivalent to an extra muzzle of a black hole.

Cao Yifang laughed and said that he was like he had just grabbed an airdrop, his whole body was full of treasures, and there were hungry wolves on all sides.

If you are like Yu Jing and Jiang Chen, there is not enough heat, and only the coffee table is high, in fact, it is not a big problem, because there are few people staring.

But if there is enough heat, and you still want to do things, really push forward a little, change a little, then you must be on the cusp.

It's also interesting to say something that you think is right, but it leads to a crowd attack.

He took his mobile phone and looked at the comments on the Internet, and most netizens still spoke for him.

[I'm just a male viewer who only watches American dramas, but I also watch the Internet, to be honest, I think it's 10,000 times better than TV dramas, Grandpa Cao is right, if the adaptation is excellent, I am very willing to support domestic dramas...... What is there to spray?】

[Anyone who wants to make some changes will be hit by conservative forces in any circle. 】

[Anyway, I'm an ordinary audience, as long as I shoot a good work, I will support it, I have basically watched all the TV series starring Cao Yifang, and the average level far exceeds others]

[Why can't commercial TV series please the audience?!Why can't commercial TV dramas YY?!ah?!]

But the masses are fickle and not firm.

The crowd in the circle attacked, and not many people spoke to Cao Fangfang, and many people's minds would change.

[So many directors, screenwriters, and writers say that he is not right, you licking dogs still can't recognize the facts?]

[One person says he's not good, maybe it's a misunderstanding, a hundred people say he's not good, shouldn't he reflect?]

【Seamless egg ...... that flies don't bite】

Cao Fangfang read the online comments, put down his phone, and rubbed his eyes.

Rao is he has a good mentality, and he can't help but feel a lot of pressure.

Friends in the circle, he is not without it, but this controversy, they are basically not suitable for vocal discussion.

To put it mildly, most of the actors do not have much culture, and the topic of cultural development direction will definitely be timid.

And everyone is also begging for food, and they are all controlled by their respective companies, except for Wu Yu and a few others who tried to say a few words fairly, Cao Fang did have a feeling of being isolated and helpless.

His reliance has always been on the audience, which is also his only reliance.

The limitations of celebrities.

……

After putting on his pajamas, Cao continued to work all night with his teammates.

A choreographer and director of the program group was also present and explained the rules to Cao Yifang: "This debate is a special program, so the mechanism of the debate has changed, and it is impossible for Mr. Cai Sheng to play a debate match like the wonders, timing and canvassing, which is too cheap, so the significance of the discussion is greater than the debate......

Cao Fangfang's eyes were dark: "But there is still a vote to decide whether to win or lose, right?"

"Yes, the effect of the show still has to be there. The choreographer nodded.

Cao Fang replied tiredly: "Understood." ”

After he finished talking about the rules and the choreographer left, An Lan drafted a speech that focused on the core of the debate, as well as various mock questions for the audience, and handed it to Cao Yifang for him to ignore.

It's night.

was obviously tired and half dead, but Cao Fang tossed and turned, and couldn't sleep soundly.

Later, he finally fell asleep, and his dreams were full of abstract human faces, which he couldn't see, but he knew what they each represented.

Audiences, fans, actors, directors, friends, foes, ......

Then there was the cacophony.

Each of them had their own opinions, and they were discussing something like crazy.

He slept until the afternoon and then rushed to the recording site.

With Mo and other assistants with him.

Many reporters and fans waited outside the east gate of the film and television city, standing in two large rows.

He Mo and An Lan were shocked to find that Cao Fangfang, who had been tired for the past few days, swept away all the confusion and fatigue the moment he opened the car door.

An indescribable, but objectively existing aura and edge suddenly burst out at the moment when the sun shone on his face.

God is full of energy, and he is unstoppable.

"Let's go. ”

Cao Fang looked back at them, and even his smile was full of aggression: "Why are you stunned? ”