The next day, Mu Sheng was quite leisurely, sitting in the background of the photography equipment, watching the shooting process filmed by the camera, and the students were in a hurry after drawing the theme.

The theme of this assessment is completely different from yesterday, it is no longer the state of the characters, but the objects on display, although the theme is closer to the actual magazine cover shoot than yesterday, but the difficulty does not seem to have diminished in the slightest.

For example, Fan Pengfei smoked a rubber band, Zhuang Siyi smoked a lipstick, and Lou Ruoyan smoked a fishing net.

The unlucky ones were like Xu Yange, who drew a pair of red high heels, while Lin Gaofei drew a pair of fans' stockings.

As soon as Xu Yange glanced at the card, he was about to shed tears, was this to force him to wear high heels?

As for Lin Gaofei, from the moment he drew the card, his face immediately stinked.

After drawing the cards, the shooting officially began, but fortunately, in order to take care of their respective faces, everyone was alone during the shooting, although sooner or later it will be seen on TV, but if you can hide it for a while, you can hide it.

The shooting didn't seem to be as smooth as yesterday, without Mu Sheng's guidance, everyone didn't seem to know how to pose anymore, looking at the black camera, the body tensed up.

Tao Wen frowned and looked at the person in the camera, and couldn't help but reprimand, "Fan Pengfei, this is to let you highlight the characteristics of the rubber band in your hand, not for you to grab it." ”

"Lin Gaofei, this is for you to show off the sexy and sultry nature of this red women's stockings, not for you to hold it with a blank face. ”

Looking at Tao Fei's rare angry look, and the way he didn't speak yesterday, he felt like two people, and Mu Sheng laughed gloatingly.

However, Mu Sheng was not easy for a long time, even if he filmed for a long time, fifteen students were still more than enough for one morning, and their finished films were sent over one by one to give Mu Sheng a rating.

Photographer Xiao Zheng was already following Mu Sheng, the camera was always on her, from the time she looked at the first one to the last one, there was a little smile on her face.

The choreographer next to her was also observing Mu Sheng's expression, but she didn't see if she was satisfied with these photos.

"Teacher Mu, this is a ranking list, please fill it in. The female choreographer whispered a form and a black pen.

Mu Sheng nodded lightly, slowed down this time, looked at each other carefully, stopped to think about it from time to time, and seemed to have made a decision for a long time, and filled in the form by brushing.

"The first one, I think it's Lou Ruoyan. Mu Sheng held up a photo to the camera, the girl in the photo wrapped the fishing net around her body and face, and the lattice desire almost fell into her skin, which made people anxious to watch.

"First of all, I think her understanding of fishing nets is in place, binding and catching, and secondly, the way she looks at the camera, it is the helplessness and despair of being trapped in the net, which is the reason for her highest score. ”

Looking at the girl's dark eyes in the photo, the female choreographer nodded approvingly.

After Mu Sheng finished speaking, he turned his gaze to the three specially picked out on the table, and quickly held up one, "Second place, Fan Pengfei." ”

In the photo, Fan Pengfei unexpectedly turned his back to the camera with the back of his head, tied up a cupola with a pink rubber band on his head, and two small bells hung on the rubber band, which was a little playful and cute.

Mu Sheng's eyes crossed a little smile, and his tone was a little ridiculous, "The reason why I ranked him second was because he knew how to play up his strengths and avoid his weaknesses, probably because he knew that his face was not suitable for appearing, so he pointed the back of his head at us." ”

"As for the third and fourth places, it's these two. ”

Mu Sheng explained in detail the reasons for each student's ranking, until the last one, Mu Sheng's face was a little serious.

Looking at the look on Mu Sheng's face, the female choreographer quickly recalled in her mind who it was just now that she hadn't said it yet, and soon, her pupils shrank, as if she remembered something.

Mu Sheng stretched out his hand and raised the photo in his hand, "Last place, Zhuang Siyi." ”

Sure enough, it was the leader's daughter, and the female choreographer gasped, this matter is in trouble!

The girl in the photo is holding a lipstick, opening her mouth slightly, revealing her snow-white teeth inside, smiling a little brightly at the camera, wearing a white dress, a youthful and moving girl.

The female choreographer looked at the photos that were quite normal, and asked cautiously, "Teacher Mu, I want to ask, what is the reason why Zhuang Siyi is ranked last?"

"She's going to show lipstick, what is the first thing you see in this picture?"

The female choreographer took a closer look and wanted to answer that it was the lipstick, but the lipstick that was half held in Zhuang Siyi's hand was only half exposed, and she couldn't say it against her will.

Mu Sheng said lightly, "It's herself." ”

The female choreographer was silent, and Mu Sheng threw out another question, "Can you see any characteristics of the red from it?" color, shape, and thickness?"

The female choreographer was even more silent, shook her head, Zhuang Siyi's lipstick lid was not lifted, and when others looked at this photo, they would not have guessed that this was a lipstick-themed cover.

"If I'm not misremembering the rules, the last place will be eliminated, right?" Mu Sheng put down the photo and handed the form to the female choreographer.

"Ah, yes. The female choreographer hurriedly took it, but she was already a little flustered, the program team had predicted that Zhuang Siyi might perform poorly and would be given a low score by Mu Sheng, but she didn't expect it to be the last place!

I have to discuss countermeasures with the chief director about this matter, if Zhuang Siyi is really eliminated according to this result, the leader in the station will be mad, right? !

With a head full of sorrow, the female choreographer hurriedly walked to the backstage general control room next to her, knocked on it and heard the response before pushing the door in, "Chief director." ”

"Xiaowen, is the result out?" The chief director is an ordinary man with black-rimmed glasses, who is watching the words and behaviors of the students in the dormitory at this time, and recording the clips to be left behind.

"You take a look first. The female choreographer sighed and handed over the form directly.

The man quickly read the table at a glance, and when he saw Zhuang Siyi, who was in the last place, his eyes narrowed, and the female choreographer asked cautiously on the side, "Director, how should I deal with this matter?"

When the man went to negotiate with Nie Qing at the beginning, the request made by Nie Qing during the second communication, his eyes deepened, and he thought of the comments that this show had received recently, this was the first variety show he coordinated.

From planning, organizing, executing to the start of the broadcast, he spent a lot of effort and energy in this, just to discover the shining points of ordinary people from this show, create new stars, and give everyone the opportunity to become famous.

But from the moment Zhuang Siyi was stuffed in, from the moment they were pressed by the leaders to revise the results, this show has changed, and it is no longer a show created by him.

Looking at the man who was frowning and silent, the female choreographer called again, "Director?"

The man took a deep breath, "It's up to me to get the idea, you go and inform Mu Sheng to read out the assessment results first." ”

The female choreographer was stunned for a moment, and asked directly, "Read it out directly?"

The man glanced at her, his eyes a little unmistakable, "Go ahead." ”

"Yes!" the female choreographer slowly withdrew, and the man picked up his mobile phone from the table and dialed a call, hoping that the director would agree to this decision.

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