Gao Lin really wanted Xu Shuheng's cheekiness to be dizzy, but as the chief director of the program team, he couldn't help but give Xu Shuheng face. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The other party is Xingyun's famous star hunter, and he is the Bole of most well-known artists in the whole circle, he looks not serious, but in fact, his connections are even wider than the bosses of some brokerage companies, and many artists will think of the grace of knowing when they hear his name, and they will give him three points of respect.

No matter how angry Gao Lin was, he could only suppress the swear words in his heart, but on his face, he really couldn't pretend to be the previous joke, and he looked dissatisfied, "Xiao Xu, this time you cheated me." ”

This pit is big.

How to edit a song vacant in this show, the live broadcast that was originally very gimmicky was messed up like this, this is to make other TV stations laugh and be generous, this is ugly!

Xu Shuheng ahhhh Where did I cheat you, I didn't add you to the notice fee, just compare it to the masked, you are embarrassed to say that I cheated you! Director Gao, where is your conscience? ”

Gao Lin really wanted to vomit blood, and his chest was tight.

At the critical moment, the door of the room on the other side creaked open.

Gao Lin, as well as the assistant director Wu Xingwei who followed behind, saw the guy who broke the pot of porridge and walked out of the room, full of energy, covering his face but walking briskly.

Good guys, finally wake up!

The two of them looked at her, both of them were angry, and they glared at her with accusatory and dissatisfied eyes.

But Lin Rong had just woken up and was very happy that he was in the room and had done two things at the same time.

One completed the recording of the program and the live broadcast, and earned a lot of publicity fees, which can be divided into as much as 200,000 yuan; The other is that in her long and boring 24 hours, she wrote a book of nearly 12,000 words, and it has been a long time since she has been so attentive to such a state of coding words, which really satisfies her!

In addition, after completing the task, she just slept very comfortably.

Since that fan incident, she has a cold and anxiety, and she will have all kinds of strange dreams at night, the key is that she always dreams about something that makes her have a nosebleed, a certain emperor-level ...... Man, she's been nervously sleeping hard lately.

This time, I slept comfortably!

When she woke up and found that the live broadcast was over for 24 hours, she was really refreshed.

"Director Gao, Director Wu." Lin Rong greeted politely when he came out, and when he saw that the faces of the two were not good, he greeted with concern, "Your faces are not good-looking, people are not iron, and you still have to sleep 24 hours a day." I don't sleep, but it's not good for my health. ”

This sleep on the left and on the right deeply pierced the hearts of the two directors.

Looking at the mask she was wearing, they all thought, how thick the skin is underneath!

She was embarrassed to let them go to sleep too!

However, she didn't pay much attention to them, and soon saw Xu Shuheng standing there with a ruffian-looking look.

"That little soldier of yours came out, and you even made people cry, hurry up and take a look!" Xu Shuheng took a cigarette in his mouth and walked to the smoking room as he spoke.

The two directors couldn't have nodded more approvingly.

Lin Rong sighed, and went to the stage to find Zhang Tao, who was preparing to rehearse.

"Hey, how's it going?" Lin Rong shook over heartlessly, the two directors really hated to let her leave now.

Zhang Tao glanced at her very resentfully, and his eyes were red on his dark face, which was very detrimental to his manhood.

Lin Rong knew that he didn't like to talk, so he walked up to him, looked at the paper in his hand that was crumpled a little, and then nodded, "It seems that you have been practicing for a long time." ”

Zhang Tao still didn't speak, and his eyes became even more resentful.

"Then sing it well," Lin Rong put his hands in the pockets of his jeans, "Anyway, I hope you can sing this song!" ”

Following her backstage, Director Gao Lin, who was going to tell her to get out, and his tolerance had reached the limit, was stunned for a moment, looked at the assistant director next to him in surprise, and then looked at the band director on the side of the stage with puzzled eyes.

Did she really write songs?

Hasn't she been typing desperately, not communicating with the fighters, and sleeping all the time?

How did this song come about?

The original anger in the eyes of both of them dissipated most of them and turned into confusion.

As he spoke, the live band's guitars, jazz drums, and even electronic keyboards were played.

Zhang Tao held the microphone tightly and was already standing in the center of the stage, he was standing straight with his face tense.

Director Gao Lin felt that the atmosphere of the entire loose stage immediately became serious.

Warriors are as tall as pines, which makes people awe-inspiring.

When Director Gao Lin was feeling the generalization, the trigger was pulled, and the sudden sound of bullets flying, machine gun sweeping, and the roaring of cannonballs suddenly sounded from behind the band!

He almost stumbled and fell off the stage!

"Amid the sound of machine-gun fire, we look for sheltered trenches."

Some nervous voices sounded in his ears.

This lyric made his eyes light up.

"The sand sculpture castle of my childhood was destroyed and rebuilt.

But your blood-stained military coat with bullet holes,

But he can't even lift his prayer hand......"

It's close to a semi-monologue style of lyrics, and the sound of cannonballs is whistling!

Zhang Tao clasped his hands together, holding the microphone in the middle, his eyes flashed with crystal, like a teenager who had lost something important.

"The troops abandoned their positions, and you insisted that I leave too.

How can I give up? ”

The sound of machine guns appeared again, Zhang Tao's eyes were sour, and he finally stretched out his hand that did not hold the microphone and wiped his face.

His voice is not good, but it has the firmness of a soldier singing war songs, and the power of suppression.

"I'll stay with you, holding back the tears,

There are some things that are really too late to go back......

Your face is twitching, and you're running out of strength.

I don't want to mention it again in my hometown......"

This boy, who was in his twenties at most, dressed in civilian clothes, finally burst into tears, his voice choked and trembled, his words were slurred, and he stiffened his body without stage experience, without moving an inch.

But Gao Lin felt that his eyes were slight, and the world in front of him was foggy.

"I'll stay with you,

The final distance,

It's your side face, falling into my arms.

You fall asleep slowly, I can't wake you up.

Tears in the trenches, breaking the embankment......"

At the end, the voice that couldn't cry out loud struggled to read all the lyrics.

It's unpleasant, and there's no musicality at all.

But Gao Lin couldn't help but raise his hands and wanted to applaud!

"How?" Xu Shuheng just came back from smoking a cigarette and calmly hooked his shoulder.

"I'm an artist, is it as handsome as me?"