On the eighth day of the month, on a Sunday afternoon, a TV station variety show catalog studio.

Feng Bujue sat in a lounge, waiting for the recording of "I Am a Writer Resurrection" to begin.

A few minutes ago, the makeup artist of the program team came in to clean up his appearance, and helped him fix his hairstyle a little, and then left; At this moment, there is still a camera brother left in the room. For the purpose of recording, unless Brother Jue goes to the toilet, the eldest brother basically has to follow him all the time.

This is also a popular filming technique nowadays, combining variety shows and reality shows, recording the contrast between "on and off stage" through guò to create a sense of reality.

But actually...... Don't take it too seriously, what should be cut, it will still be cut when editing......

Knock knock -

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"Please come in." Feng Bujue responded casually.

He couldn't have tried to let people in, because the door was unlocked......

"Hey, don't you know, are you ready?" A young man wearing a peaked cap walked in. He wore a huge ugly overalls, held a tablet in his hand, and wore a tool belt around his waist. People who don't know him will most likely mistake him for a drama manager, but in fact...... This uncle, who is not amazing, is the chief director of the program team - Feiran.

"Actually...... There's nothing to prepare...... right" Feng Bujue sat down on the sofa and looked at the director weakly, "It's best if you can solve it quickly." ”

"Haha......" Fei Ran smiled, patted the photographer on the shoulder, and gestured for him to turn off the camera.

The latter nodded and stopped recording.

"I said you......" Fei Ran took a few steps forward and sat down next to Brother Jue, "This is for you to record a show, and it's not a big punishment," he said, pulling out a pack ......of cigarettes. "You don't mind if I smoke a cigarette, do you?"

"It's fine." Feng didn't feel the answer.

Feiran lit a cigarette and took a puff: "By the way, you saw the results of this online voting, right?" ”

"Nope." Feng Bujue immediately replied.

"Hehaha...... Fei Ran smiled and spat out a puff of cigarette, "Okay...... Then I'll tell you, your popularity is in second place. ”

"Sounds bad......" Feng Bujue said.

"There's something even worse." Fei Ran said half-jokingly, "Actually, this vote, the one who came first." The votes are fake......"

"Huh?" Feng Bujue squinted at the director and said, "I'm a player, this kind of thing...... Tell me about it...... Not so good. ”

"Hi...... It's an open secret, you just don't know. Fei Ran took another puff of cigarette, turned his head to the camera brother who was playing with his mobile phone, and said, "Eh." Xiao Wu, you know about this, right? ”

Xiao Wu shrugged: "I know~ That fan and other people's fans have been scolding the street for half a month, and there are hundreds of posts on the Internet." ”

"Look." Fei Ran immediately looked at Brother Jue and said, "I don't think so...... You're too unconcerned about our show. I don't call you, you probably don't even know you've made it to the repechage, do you? ”

"yes...... I just silently prayed that I wouldn't show up in the poll. Feng Bujue continued.

"Huh...... All right. Fei Ran said again. Anyway, I've told you the situation now, so you'd better be prepared. ”

"Huh?" Feng Bujue's face was suspicious, "What are you going to prepare?" ”

"Do you want to......" Fei Ran said, "You are so popular, but you don't want to win, so why don't you do something?" ”

"Oh...... It's like, try to be a little worse, right? Feng Bujue replied.

"Yes. But don't mess around like you did the last time you came. Fei Ran said, "I told you last time, if you want to be eliminated, the best way...... It's just that the table has to be mediocre enough. ”

"Oh......" Feng Bujue responded, thought for a few more seconds, and continued, "I'll confirm first......" He turned his head to look at Feiran. "Actually, the winners of this repechage...... It's already settled......"

Hearing this, he was slightly stunned. He took another drag on his cigarette and said after a few seconds, "Uh-why do you ask?" ”

"The process of speculation is not complicated......" Feng Bujue raised his hands and pillowed them behind his head, and replied very casually. Since you know that the player who is the first player in online casting has a problem, you still let it go...... Then you would like to see such an outcome. Other than that...... This episode of the show will not be broadcast until the end of the month, which should have been recorded in the middle of the month, but now it is suddenly a week earlier...... I think this is also a countermeasure to prevent the 'vote rigging' incident from further escalating. He looked at Fei Ran calmly and said, "So I guess...... The winner of this repechage is essentially decided. And the director you ...... Right now, you're giving me a vaccination, because you think ...... I could be bad. ”

As soon as these words came out, his expression changed suddenly. For the next thirty seconds, there was silence in the lounge......

Half a minute later, Fei Ran took a deep breath of his cigarette, then snuffed out the cigarette butt, looked up and said, "Xiao Wu, you go out first." ”

The cameraman didn't say a word, but left with a lot of interest, and didn't forget to close the door before going out.

"I don't think so." Fei Ran looked at Brother Jue and said in a deep voice, "You are a smart person, there are some things I told you here, I hope it will not spread outside this room." ”

"Well, but it doesn't hurt to say that." Feng Bujue cocked Erlang's legs, and said in a relaxed tone.

Fei Ran glanced at Brother Jue again, and then lowered his voice and said: "You guessed right, the candidate for this promotion has already been decided, and it is the 'Night Fire' who is the first in the online vote." He raised his hand and gestured upward, "In business...... There are some things that even I can't control, and people at the top have to decide...... Do you understand? ”

"Hmph...... Of course. Feng Bujue hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled, at this moment, his eyes looked quite disdainful, but he still said politely, "It's completely understandable, it's not easy for you to be a director." ”

Fei Ran smiled bitterly: "Huh...... It's okay. He shook his head, "Honestly...... My original intention of doing this show was by no means to make it like today, but it's a pity......" He stopped talking, his expression was a little helpless, "If everyone is like you, many things in this world may become more pure." ”

"Everyone is like me, and the world is already over." Feng Bujue smiled, and he quickly changed the subject, "Okay...... I've got it all, Fei Dao, don't worry. He patted his chest, "Believe me, I will definitely be eliminated very 'naturally', without leaving any trace of performance......"

Fei Ran stared at Brother Jue for two seconds: "Hmm...... I am deeply skeptical about this...... "RI