The filming site of the "Born Stage" commercial. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Wu Jiaer was dressed in a heavy metal rock style, holding an electric guitar in his hand, leaning forward and stepping on a low stool. Pointing ahead, his eyes were unruly, and his neutral dress was extremely sexy: "Born on stage, the stage is born to belong to you, if you are brave enough, you will come!"

"OK, come on, get ready for the next jump. Director Wang, who was shooting the advertisement, shouted.

Assistant Xiao Su took a tweed coat and put it on her, and Wu Jiaer was playful. The ruffian smiled, lightly lifted Xiao Su's chin, and teased: "Xiao Suzi, you warm the bed for your master tonight, huh?!" Xiao Su did not change his face in the face of her flirtatation, and said calmly: "The camera is still on"

"Ahem, ahem!" Wu Jiaer coughed twice, and walked to the small screen seriously to watch the clip just taken. The advertisement was shot until more than 7 o'clock in the evening, and more than a dozen sets of clothes were changed. Wu Jiaer felt that she was going to fall apart, more tired than filming, lying in the back of the car and humming.

Zheng Xing glanced at her from the rearview mirror, a smile flashed in his eyes, how long had he seen her cheating. After taking Wu Jiaer for so many years, he still understands how much she can bear, and he won't overwhelm her with one or two small advertising shoots. But the past two days have really worked hard for her, and she has repeated one action dozens of times, which is really boring.

"I helped you take two days off...."Zheng Xing said a piece of news that made Wu Jiaer excited, "Really?" Wu Jiaer's eyes lit up, and he got up from the back seat with a grunt, his eyes full of doubt. "But it's not for you to rest, tomorrow morning I will catch a plane to City C to record Tofu Station's "Entertainment Pioneer"

Sure enough, Zheng Xing spit out his true purpose in the next sentence, and Wu Jiaer pouted dissatisfiedly. "The people who went to City C to promote "I Want" are Deng Yu, Song Ling, Hu Qing and you, and a notice has been issued, and there must be fans at the airport to pick you up. Don't be plain all day, remember to dress up."

Zheng Xing began to preach again, and Wu Jiaer fell headlong on the soft seat. Zheng Xing's words kept coming to his ears: "And don't forget to take your clothes, don't be like last time." I have already applied for a nanny car for you and the company, Xiao Su has a driver's license, let her drive! Don't forget to eat, this time Sister Xu will go with you, she is more good at taking care of people. ”

Wu Jiaer began to cover his ears, but the voice could still faintly reach his ears, "You go back to a more Vibo, your Vibo is about to grow grass." I have some things to do in this recording, so I won't go with you, if you are wronged, try to endure it, and there can be no negative news just now. If you have something to do, you can go to Deng...."

"Ahh "Shen Bing, she is going to have a wedding abroad with He Su in a few days, and she is very busy, how can she have time to record the show!"

"Isn't there news that she is going to have a wedding at the end of last year, how did it become this year?" Wu Jiaer asked curiously. "It was supposed to be done last year, but it seems that something happened to Hesu, so it was postponed. There is a grapevine that He Su is outside....... "Wu Jiaer listened to the gossip absentmindedly, and made a 'yes' gesture in his heart.

Changing the topic is always a weapon to deal with Zheng Xing's nagging, Wu Jiaer complained silently in his heart. However, when he got home for dinner, Wu Jiaer obediently packed up his clothes according to Zheng Xing's words and updated a Weibo. Wu Jiaer V: It's the girl's turn to warm up the bed tonight~~~ [Flirting] [Flirting], with a photo of her in a white suit and handsome.

Less than a minute after it was sent, the phone 'buzzed' and vibrated non-stop, and it took five minutes for comments to go from 100 to 1,000. Wu Jiaer didn't expect so many people to reply, and when he clicked on the fan column, the number had risen from one million to five million.

Her first thought was that Wei Bojun had a convulsion, and when she turned it on again, the number of five million fans was still a little more than just now. Wu Jiaer charged his mobile phone with a straight face, and floated to the bathroom with some frivolous steps. A few minutes later, there was a sound of water coming from the bathroom, accompanied by Wu Jiaer's faint laughter.

At the airport in City C, Wu Jiaer wore light makeup on his face, a yellow graffiti line shirt, and black leggings and black shorts on his lower body. With small gray boots, it is really a beautiful little beauty. After getting off the plane, Wu Jiaer was chatting with Hu Qing and walking to the hall, and as soon as he entered the hall, he heard a scream.

One after another, the scream that penetrated the eardrums, the film was shot as if it didn't cost money, and the people with the flash were dizzy. Media reporters are also crowded to throw out questions, and the questions are sharper and sharper, and fans' signature pens are dangling in front of them. Wu Jiaer had only seen this kind of scene from afar before, where had he experienced it.

Within a few minutes she felt overwhelmed, but thanks to the timely arrival of airport security. Airport security personnel are already accustomed to this scene, and within a few minutes, they are trained to build a humanoid passage. When Wu Jiaer was about to get into the car, he glanced back, and the dense crowd, the banner of 'Deng Wait for a Thousand Years, Just for Xiangyu' was fluttering everywhere.

A trace of disappointment flashed in Wu Jiaer's eyes, and a burst of shouts suddenly came from the right, not loud, but Wu Jiaer still heard it with the tip of his ear. With the prestige, a team of fans consisting of more than a dozen people was shouting hysterically. The banner they held read, 'Wu is afraid, the best is fascinated by the world', and they are Wu Jiaer's newly formed fan team.

Wu Jiaer showed a bright smile at them, and got into the car under the urging of the staff of the tofu station who picked up the airport. Leaving behind a screaming crowd of fans, they are the first time to pick up the goddess, and they are given high hopes by the fans of other cities. Who knew that as soon as I came to the airport, I was squeezed to the back by the fans of other families, and when the goddess came out, they couldn't squeeze in front, so they had to shout slogans in unison.

I hoped that the goddess would notice, but I didn't expect the goddess not only to notice, but also to give them a bright smile. The fast-handed fans have already taken a picture of their bright smiles, their hands are shaking excitedly, and the goddess has not dispersed since she left, and they have gathered around to exchange photos with each other.

Other fans who are already very experienced have dispersed in twos and threes, otherwise the security personnel will chase people away. Lao Yu fans saw the excitement of Jia Mi who was reluctant to leave, and kindly warned them, and Jia Mi had to disperse after hearing it. On this side of the car, Hu Qing and Wu Jiaer sat in the same car, and saw Hu Qing's hands stuffed with gifts from fans.

A few of them were about to drop, so she quickly reached out to help her take a few bags. Hu Qing saw that she was empty-handed, and asked in surprise: "None of the gifts and honey given by the fans were confiscated?" Wu Jiaer chuckled and said, "A few handed them to me, but they seem to be all Yu fans and Ling fans, so I will confiscate them."

"You're stupid, it's not yours when it comes to you, do you think a few of my hands were given by my fans?" asked Hu Qing with some hatred. "Isn't it?" Wu Jiaer asked rhetorically. "Of course...."After hearing this, he glanced at the driver in front of him, and said in a low voice: "Of course not, most of the inside is Yu powder, you see that this one also has a big DY written on it" As he spoke, he took out a small box from the bag and pointed it to her.

Open the box is a men's watch, "We can't wear men's watches!" Wu Jiaer looked at it and said. "You can't wear it, you can give it to your brother, your father, and your brother! And the more an actor like Deng Yu is, the more expensive the gifts given by fans and fans" Hu Qing put the box in the bag while imparting experience.

Wu Jiaer listened to it on his face, but he didn't agree with this statement in his heart. What is the matter with the elaborate gifts that fans make for their idols, but they are not touched by the idol's hands at all, and they are taken by others! The car drove all the way to the door of the hotel, and the staff arranged for them to go to their respective rooms, and told them the next schedule before leaving.