"yes, the lights are a little bit darker over there."

"This text is too big, change it to a smaller one."

"The headset is a bit loud."

Feng Hao was also making the final preparations in the studio.

Call... After a while, Feng Hao was already too tired.

"How? Almost, right? ”

Feng Hao turned his head and saw that it was Wei Yongning: "Hey, why did you come in?" ”

Wei Yongning disagreed: "Cut, if I want to come in, I can come in." ”

Feng Hao was about to scold him for being shameless, but then he thought about it, he was right, rich people.

"Teacher Feng, we're going to put on makeup."

Little Glasses shouted outside the door.

Wei Yongning patted Feng Hao: "Let's go, I want to see what they want to do with you." ”

In the dressing room backstage, a male makeup artist is waiting.

"Ah, Mr. Feng, you're finally here, please take a seat."

The male makeup artist stretched out his orchid finger and spoke softly, which gave Feng Hao a little goosebumps.

Feng Hao really doesn't wear makeup often, and it is the first time in his life to let a male makeup artist put makeup on him.

After all, he is funny with his appearance, what if he looks so good?

And "The Masked Singer" is also wearing a mask, except for the day when the mask is uncovered, he is without makeup.

But this time it's different, this show is his show, the first time it was recorded, and the image should be taken seriously.

The male makeup artist is in front of the mirror, this smear, that smear.

I also gave him an eyebrow.

"Okay, Mr. Feng, what do you think?"

Feng Hao glanced at the mirror, don't say it, it's a lot more pleasing to the eye.

Next is to get your hair done.

Mr. Kevin, the hairstylist, just looks normal.

"What kind of hairstyle does Mr. Feng want to get?"

Feng Hao said casually: "Just like Guan Xi Yanzu." ”

Yes? Kevin was obviously stunned, Mr. Feng is well-informed, we don't know the stars we are talking about.

Feng Hao and Kevin stared wide-eyed, and it took a few seconds for Feng Hao to react that there was no Guanxi and Yanzu in this world.

"Hey, look at it."

"Okay."

Kevin grabbed Feng Hao's head indiscriminately, and Wei Yongning, who was laughing, couldn't.

Yang Crooked asked the clothing team to prepare a set of bells and whistles for Feng Hao, and Feng Hao looked very funny.

But it's funny, after all, this is an entertainment show, not a speech, and everyone is embarrassed to laugh if it makes it dignified and serious.

was playing with his hair, and the little glasses came over: "Mr. Feng, Director Yang said that there is still 1 hour before the official start of the show, and the audience is almost there, and there is still half an hour to enter." ”

Feng Hao nodded: "Okay, I know." ”

Feng Hao lowered his head and looked at his phone, and Zhao Xiaohui and Guangzhi both sent messages.

Zhao Xiaohui: "Do a good job!" Everybody's optimistic about you. ”

Guangzhi: "Brother, I couldn't help it last time!" Come on! We can't make it to the site, but we'll be there to support you! ”

Kenkook: "Come on, don't say anything." ”

At this time, Feng Hao looked at these pieces of information and was still a little moved.

He took a deep breath, and strode into Studio 9.

Little Glasses took the walkie-talkie and shouted, "Attention groups, do one last check." ”

Feng Hao stood in his position, and the lights and cameras were constantly adjusted.

Hey, hey...

Feng Hao was also trying to hear the sound of ear feedback.

Fortunately, Yang Crooked brought him a few people, otherwise if Feng Hao did it all by himself with his enthusiasm, he wouldn't record the show at this time, and he would lie on the ground tired.

Outside, the door opened.

It was Song Wenhong and Li Qun who came in, as well as some colleagues.

As the two bigwigs who bet against each other, they decided to watch the game live.

Generally, in the first episode of the program, some leaders and colleagues will come, and the leaders will mainly review the quality of the program.

And colleagues mainly come to support the scene.

What they didn't realize was that the 200 seats were empty all of a sudden, and they thought that no one was coming.

That's it, the colleagues who came were reluctant.

This includes Xu Xiangxi, but he is more here to see jokes.

But this also leads to a shortage of seats.

"Isn't it, you have to ask me if there are not enough chairs? Go to the logistics and get it! Feng Hao was busy and dizzy, he had to ask him about this trivial matter, and it was also absolutely amazing.

Compared with the clear division of labor of other program groups, Feng Hao seems to be more chaotic here, but the staff deployed on the scene do not dare to make decisions privately, after all, Feng Hao is a strange person, what if he deliberately arranges to let the audience stand?

"What are you doing here?" Feng Hao grabbed a person, only to see that he was panting and moving a podium to the center of the stage.

The staff who was caught was a little confused: "This... This is the script. ”

Feng Hao frowned, "Take it away, I don't need this." ”

The staff scratched their heads: "Huh? But if you remove this..."

Feng Hao didn't have time to waste time with him anymore, and his attitude became a little bad.

Yang Crooked also heard the argument and walked over: "What's wrong?" ”

"Director, Mr. Feng said that he wanted to remove this stage." The staff complained to Yang crookedly.

？ Yang was also stunned, if it was a song or a five-minute performance, of course she wasn't worried.

But this recording is at least 40 minutes...

"Don't be reckless at this time, you can still get out of the manuscript for so long?"

How do you know that Feng Hao asked lightly: "Doesn't the host take off the script?" If you don't take off the manuscript, isn't it really that everyone can come up? ”

This sentence choked Yang crookedly.

Li Qun also heard this, he turned his head to Song Wenhong and said, "This young man you fancy is really different. ”

Song Wenhong knew that this was Feng Hao's strict requirements for himself, but such a big show was still insurance-oriented.

"Xiao Feng, everyone knows your ability, but put a lectern on it, just in case. You don't have to keep staring at the manuscript. ”

When the staff saw that the director had spoken, he was also busy saying: "Yes, there are always some small accidents in recording the show, so be prepared." ”

Feng Hao looked at his phone, and the audience was about to enter.

He didn't care if he was the director or not, and waved his hand: "Hurry up!" Hurry up and take it down, I won't be in trouble, so I don't need to be prepared. ”

The staff glanced at Song Wenhong, and Song Wenhong nodded helplessly.

Xu Xiangxi walked up at this time, and Yang looked at this person crookedly and knew that he didn't have a good heart.

Sure enough, Xu Xiangxi smiled and said, "Teacher Feng not only doesn't need a podium, he shouldn't even have a manuscript." ”

Feng Hao knew that Xu Xiangxi had bad intentions, so he glanced at Xu Xiangxi and pointed to his head: "This is the manuscript." ”

As soon as these words came out, even Song Wenhong was a little angry.

"Nonsense! Monkey business! ”

Yang crooked and stomped his feet in a hurry, Feng Hao was indeed a little casual and excessive this time.

The director trusts him so much, how can he be so perfunctory... It shouldn't be!