Zhuo Ningning looked at Mu Zhiyun on the big screen, and couldn't help but think crankily.

The door was pushed open.

The people in the second group of choreographers and directors all walked in, and they all laughed when they saw Zhuo Ningning and the others looking at each other.

"Hey, I said I saw a few of them in the cafeteria, you still don't believe it, Ning Ning came and replaced them earlier."

"Good work, Ning Ning."

"It's not hard, it should be."

Zhuo Ningning stopped thinking nonsense and sent the information in his hand.

"This is the list of observation guests that Sister Xia asked me to post, and the script of the first episode said that we should learn about it."

When several choreographers and young ladies heard that they were observing guests, they all rushed to pick up the information and look at it.

"Hey, the lineup is average, no traffic."

"Hey, I guessed both."

"Li Universe!?"

"Hah!"

"I'll go, is our show so good?"

"This traffic is too much, can we take it?"

Several people were stunned when they turned to the last page, looking up at each other excitedly.

Zhuo Ningning saw the expressions of several people, turned over the fourth guest who had just forgotten to see, and was a little stunned at the first sight of the avatar.

It's really Li Universe!

Why did he come to Lian Zong?

This is a popular top-notch.

Li Universe, the singer who debuted in the talent show singing show, was originally unpopular, but he soared to the sky after being signed by the big brokerage company "Magic Flute".

The appearance is average but you can see it, and your singing skills are also good, mainly because you can compose lyrics and music by yourself, plus the company's "self-producer" publicity packaging, which strongly attracts fans.

In the past few years, when the ancient puppet traffic occupied the top seats, he successfully fought his way out and became the first top in the music industry.

Fans even boasted the concept of "Son of Heaven" because of its advantages of being able to compose lyrics and music by himself.

There is no need for "Qu Dad" and "Word Mother", he was born and raised, and he has laid an iron bucket in the music world, so he can be called "Son of Heaven".

With the flow of Li Universe, this concept spread in the music circle, and gradually became accepted by everyone in a few years.

The title of "Son of Heaven" has slowly become the highest honor for singer-songwriters.

The requirements for evaluation are also getting higher and higher.

The quality of lyrics, participation in album production, awards, and record results will not be recognized in any aspect.

There are only four in the entire music scene, which can barely be regarded as the recognized "son of heaven".

Li Universe's own strength is actually a little bit worse, and there are no new works that can be used in the later period.

was ridiculed by netizens for taking the title of "the first son of chaos", so he barely squeezed into the "son of heaven" level.

But Li Universe's fans were very unconvinced, thinking that his brother's name had been robbed.

not only looks down on any singer-type singer.

will also attack all singer-songwriter newcomers, as long as they debut with the label of "singer-songwriter", they will be taken to the microscope to stare at.

People are popular, and the quality of the song can't keep up with the name "Yizi".

The packaged singer-songwriter of a large company is called "IVF".

If you find plagiarism and sinicization, you will be scolded as an "orphan".

Therefore, Li Universe's fans are called "cosmic police" by the majority of netizens.

But these don't matter, "Heartbeat Hell" is a love drama and not a music comprehensive, this kind of rhythm should not happen in the show.

But this love drama itself is even more strange.

Li Universe's character has always been in the innocent big boy style, and in the hearts of fans, he is a younger brother who blushes when he talks to girls.

Suddenly came to participate in the love show.

That's weird, isn't it?

A group of young ladies who are choreographers and directors are at the age when their curiosity is at their peak, and they all picked up their mobile phones and began to search for various "wind and grass" on the Internet, and happily shared with each other.

"What are you doing?" The door was pushed open.

Everyone put away their phones in a panic.

Zhuo Ningning stuffed the phone under her ass and looked down at the information.

Sister Xia walked in, "I heard your gossip there from afar. ”

"We don't need to take care of the problem of program traffic, it's a matter of operation and publicity."

"Give me a good look at the script of the first episode, and you have to write it yourself in the future."

Sister Xia also wanted to criticize two sentences.

Brother Zhao, who was on the console, suddenly picked up the walkie-talkie on the table.

"Ready, ready, it's time to start, Xiao Gao, your high-definition camera gives a close-up of the second half of the male body, and the other guests all react on their faces."

"The anti-fog lens on the high-definition, go up to give a close-up when you put the seasoning, you can go into the pot, and you have to give it after the dish."

"Don't worry about it, the second male will cooperate with you, he knows more about the camera than you!"

Brother Zhao suddenly gave a passionate command, focusing the attention of everyone in the room.

Sister Xia clicked a few young editors with her hand.

pointed at Lao Zhao again.

"See? As a program person, I only care about the quality of the program. ”

A group of choreographers all nodded and looked at the big screen.

A uniform exclamation.

"Wow!!"

Zhuo Ningning was already the second time she had seen Mu Zhiyun perform a reversal, and she looked at the reaction of her colleagues shouting with a smug expression.

This time the pot is twice as large as last time, and the fried rice in the pot is golden yellow, creating a strong color contrast with the black pot.

The visual impact is stronger.

Wrapped in flames, the golden egg fried rice in the pot formed a semicircle like a tsunami, and wave after wave took off from the pot and threw itself back into the pot.

"Golden Tsunami Egg Fried Rice!!"

Qiao Liang was so excited that he held his head in his hands and said extremely middle lines.

Selena held a huge sea bowl in her hand and waited aside, with a happy smile on her face.

Wei Shengxue's eyes were full of shiny little stars, and in order to see the first perspective, she crowded around Mu Zhiyun, and her tilted head was about to stick to Mu Zhiyun's chest.

In the surprised expressions of everyone, Mu Zhiyun in the middle had an indifferent expression, holding the flame in his hand like a mysterious trickster.

He is performing a trick of the coexistence of fire and tsunami, and he will adjust the side position and rhythm of his body in conjunction with the close-up of the camera.

The egg fried rice in the pot was sometimes thrown upwards, sometimes it was a double tsunami, and the long-handled spoon in Mu Zhiyun's hand knocked on the edge of the pot to add various condiments.

After a gorgeous and splendid fried rice skill, the egg fried rice came out of the pot and was served out of the cauldron.

"No, the brothers can't stand it!"

On the walkie-talkie, Mu Zhiyun, who had just been at work for half a day, shouted with Xiao Gao, the photographer.

"What's wrong? Hurt? Brother Zhao picked up the walkie-talkie and asked.

"It's too fragrant, this little egg and green onion, a small seasoning is sprinkled, and the fragrance is too foul."

"I haven't eaten yet, after a few close-up shots, now my mouth is full of saliva, I can't stand it, and I was injured on the first day."

"Can you do it, I'm not the same as I didn't eat what I said? Do you understand dedication? ”

After Brother Zhao finished speaking, he picked up two pieces of potato chips and stuffed them into his mouth.

A group of people had just finished eating, and the young ladies who were drooling out of their saliva laughed helplessly,

Sister Xia could only shake her head.

There's no way, this is the CC room, the photography technology department, and the fire director has to give face to Brother Zhao when he comes here.

As soon as Brother Zhao finished speaking, he saw something on the small screen, suddenly put down the potato chips, sat up from the chair, and trotted out of the room.

From afar, I heard a shout, "Whoever borrowed the motorcycle will come back immediately." ”

What's going on?

A group of people in the room were stunned.

Zhuo Ningning glanced back at the small screen:

Mu Zhiyun held a large bowl of egg fried rice in his left hand and a small bowl of dry-pot potatoes in his left hand, and brought it to Xiao Gao, who smiled like a dog's tail flower.

Zhuo Ningning covered her mouth and snickered, guessing what Brother Zhao was doing.

Master Li from the mixer pushed open the window and glanced out.

"He brought the intercom, maybe there was something on the scene, don't worry about him."

Sister Xia was startled when she thought something was wrong, and she was relieved when she heard that she went to the scene.

On the screen, Mu Zhiyun washed his hands and began to open coconuts to make desserts.

Suddenly, all the choreographers and young ladies came to the spirit, and the ears of the legendary "glutinous rice coconut" were about to hear the cocoon.

When I saw the flesh of the old coconut that came out like a marshmallow, the sound of swallowing saliva in the room came and went.

In the picture, the second male Mu Zhiyun took out the small cake that had been baked in advance in the oven and put it on a plate behind the operating table.

The cakes are covered with cream-like special glutinous rice coconut milk, and the fruits cut into small cute shapes are topped at the top.

Wei Shengxue and Selena, who are wearing long dresses because they haven't changed their normal clothes, are like two celebrities.

After the two got their small cakes, they held hands, picked up the plates and put them under the light to enjoy them.

Outside the screen, Qiao Liang's "begging" voice came, "Two sisters, let's eat, please don't look at it!" ”

This kind of little cake that looks glutinous and moist, girls really have no resistance.

A group of choreographers and young ladies also discussed.

"There really is such a coconut!"

"I checked it on the Internet, and there really is, more than 200 yuan a artificially cultivated one."

"I'm so envious!"

"Is it really that good?"

Sister Xia, who has been on Paradise Island for the past two days, was a little surprised when she looked at the picture on the screen, knowing that the painting style of Hell Island was very joyful, but she didn't expect it to be so joyful.

This is much better than the atmosphere of dry eating and chatting in the Paradise Island Hotel, and the story and fun are also much stronger.

"Click!"

Originally, he had been sitting quietly in front of the mixer, but Master Li suddenly opened the window.

Everyone heard the voice and looked over inexplicably.

I saw Master Li beckoning to the corner of the wall outside the window, and Brother Zhao, who had just run out in a hurry, rose from under the window with a paper lunch box in his hand.

The mouth is bulging.

"What are you doing!?"

Master Li didn't speak, but beckoned again.

Brother Zhao was very reluctant and handed the chopsticks to Master Li in turn.

Seeing Master Li eating a slice of potatoes and a bite of egg fried rice, he quickly snatched it back and closed the window.

"Brother Zhao come in to eat, the show will start soon, waiting for you to watch it together."

Sister Xia greeted.

"No, no, it's not good to eat in the room."

The crowd in the room burst out laughing.

The laughter just landed.

The window was pushed open by Master Li again, and Master Li beckoned down again.

This time, Brother Zhao did not appear again, only voices.

"Don't make a fuss, I have a bad stomach, I have to eat on time."

Sister Xia smiled helplessly.

It is said that the audience is happy when they see what the program team has a good atmosphere shoots.

Viewers should enjoy the first episode today.