Chapter 369: You Won't Be That Little White Face!

Standing in front of the recording venue, Su Chengyi looked at the sign at the door and paused slightly.

It's a little different from what he imagined.

Whether it is the positioning of the venue or the audience queuing, it is more inclined to the scale of the concert.

The crowd is not as excited and excited as it is for a concert or music festival, and at first glance, there are not many people.

Perhaps, as Xiao Zheng said, the audience has to be screened.

It took him a while to get the front row seats for these two side desks.

The reason why Su Chengyi asked for the position of the side stage is mainly because the camera will not shoot this side when it shoots the audience's reaction.

He had studied the seating settings of the venue in advance, and the stage lights could not see the audience here, and even if he did, it would be pitch black in the camera, and he couldn't see people's faces clearly.

The last time I went to watch the debut night of "Idol 101", I was captured by the camera because I didn't notice this, and I almost overturned.

Eat a trench and grow a wisdom, Su Chengyi knows how to self-reflect.

Xiao Zheng trotted over with two cups of hot coffee, and when he saw him staring down at the sign, he said:

"It's not like a concert, is it? Oops, normal.

A variety show like this, because it is a vote of the audience, we must try our best to ensure the fairness and persuasiveness of the vote, right?

Second, the broadcast effect is also very important, there are too many people, but it affects the perception.

If you think about it, it's too lively to look at the scene like a vegetable market, and it's not good. โ€

Su Chengyi nodded, Xiao Zheng's explanation was very pertinent.

"Besides, I know the person in charge of this show, and that's definitely what he meant.

This product is a well-known turtle hair, and it claims to be engaged in high-end art, which is fundamentally different from those broken variety shows.

Hey, let me say, what's the difference? I want to make this quick money again, and I can't fucking let go of my body.

One word, outfit. Two words, dead suit. โ€

Xiao Zheng "tsk" twice, as an industry insider, he obviously looks down on such a person.

Su Chengyi did not answer.

Because the person in charge in Xiao Zheng's mouth is most likely the same person as Miss Chu.

Judging from the fact that he pestered the eldest lady to record the show with a dead face, maybe what Xiao Zheng said is quite reasonable.

"Let's go."

Su Chengyi took the coffee and raised his chin to signal.

The queue for spectators over there was almost empty.

After taking two steps, he handed the coffee back to Xiao Zheng.

"Huh? What's the matter, I specially bought it without sugar and milk. โ€

The second monk of Xiao Zheng was puzzled.

This young master has always been difficult to serve, and it is really challenging to be an assistant to him.

There's something new every day.

Su Chengyi shook his head, just took out a new unopened mask from his pocket and framed it on his face.

"What? I don't love this thing, it's boring. โ€

Xiao Zheng Weng protested angrily.

"You follow me every day, and the paparazzi may pay attention to you."

Su Chengyi couldn't help but pull his mask up again.

"Hey, I'll go, I'm going to lose sight of the road, Young Master Su!"

Until he entered the venue and found a position, Xiao Zheng was still complaining.

"This place is really stuffy, I can't breathe. It's torture for the singers to have to wear hoods for a while."

"Wait until you start and you can pick it up."

Su Chengyi tried to adjust the seat, but it was useless, it should have been locked by the staff at the beginning.

"Hey, young master, you don't know. Before this kind of show started recording, it was a lot of, and it couldn't be done in an hour or two.

At this time, his artist had a toothache, and his sister's clothes were not in order.

It's time for the host to come on the stage, hey guess what, there's something wrong with the equipment! โ€

Xiao Zheng has seen not five hundred but four hundred recording scenes, and it is easy to talk about these things.

Su Chengyi listened casually, and suddenly felt that something was not quite right.

"Xiao Zheng, are you from the capital?"

"No, it's not."

"Then what's going on with your Beijing film?"

"How's that, isn't it authentic?"

Xiao Zheng laughed, looking like he was about to sing a small song.

"The peach leaves are sharp and sharp~ The willow leaves cover the sky, this Ming Ah Gong in his position, listen to me carefully~"

Su Chengyi has heard this song, called "Exploring the Qingshui River", the original version is a more typical obscene song, and the mass communication is probably the deleted version.

Xiao Zheng looks at the hippie smiling face on weekdays, and he is not very reliable, but this little song is quite tasteful.

It seems that Li Lao's collection of people is indeed to be tested.

"Collect, someone came and sat down."

Su Chengyi slapped him with his elbow.

Although they chose a remote location, there were other people sitting, and they were looking for a place in a row against the numbers on the ticket.

Xiao Zheng shook his head and signaled that he insisted on finishing this paragraph.

Su Chengyi was a little strange, so he listened a little carefully.

Unexpectedly.

"The sun has set, the autumn insects are noisy, and the Sue ~ brother ~ brother who thinks about it day and night ~"

The tone is artificial, and the tune is tactful.

Su Chengyi's face darkened instantly, and an elbow hit him the waist.

Xiao Zheng screamed in pain, but he still couldn't breathe with laughter.

It can be seen that the disgusting Su Chengyi incident makes him very happy.

Su Chengyi calmed down the impulse to think about Yue and looked at the stage curtain with a calm face.

After a while, he asked Chen Jinzhi to sing this paragraph for him to wash his ears.

As the official start of filming progressed, the general audience seats in the back row were basically full.

Su Chengyi looked around, the seat spacing was relatively wide, and it was very friendly to social terrorists.

It seems that many people come to see it alone, which should come from the very strange screening mechanism of the program team.

In the absence of a black box operation, either relatives and friends are screened, or they are screened themselves.

Once the back row is full, the VIP seats will enter.

The treatment is indeed different, there are staff with them to show the way, and these VIPs are brought to the edge of the seat before bowing and leaving.

Su Chengyi looked at it seriously for a long time, but didn't see Miss Chu's figure.

Just as she was wondering if she had missed the appointment again, the backstage curtain was opened, and the two of them hurried out to take the lead.

After confirming that everything was in order at the scene, they re-signaled to the backstage.

Chu Tianmian walked out surrounded by the crowd, she maintained a polite smile and nodded to each staff member.

Good guys, co-author she's not VIP, she's SVIP? The passages are different from the others.

It was far away and I couldn't hear what she was saying, but Su Chengyi didn't need to look at it to know that she was repeating the words "hard work" over and over again.

Looking at her from such a distance and a dense crowd, there is a special feeling.

Su Chengyi propped his chin and looked a little distracted.

"Yo, what are you looking at, young man?"

Xiao Zheng laughed sheepishly.

Su Chengyi retracted his gaze and said nonchalantly:

"Look at my girlfriend."

"Hey, you clean, watch out for me going to sue you kid with a certain kicking singer in a while!"

Xiao Zheng only thought he was joking and punched him in the shoulder.

"You know who that is, don't you? That's the daughter of the CEO of the offshore group, do you know what the gold content of this name is!! โ€

"I don't know, what is the gold content."

Su Chengyi took a sip of coffee for a long time.

"Oh, you always know about the Offshore Group, right? I won't introduce that.

Their boss is called Chu Yuanjiang, Chu Yuanjiang is an only daughter, and has expressed his attitude many times that there is only her as the heir in the future.

Think about it again, how many people are staring at the position of this son-in-law? โ€

Xiao Zheng smiled inscrutablely, "tsk" a few times, and then looked at the back of the eldest lady of the public opinion center in the front row.

"I know only those in the industry who want to climb the high branches, but I can't count them on two hands.

Isn't there that kind of news that has been happening abroad lately? Just the chaebol lady has a crush on a male star or something.

Ouch, this wind is now spreading to China.

You don't know how many glamorous male stars look at on weekdays, and try their best to ask for the contact information of the eldest lady. โ€

"Oh, that's kind of interesting."

Su Chengyi continued to drink coffee, there was no wave in his heart, and he even wanted to laugh a little.

"But I don't think this eldest lady is the type who will fall in love with celebrities, otherwise she wouldn't have opened her own entertainment company.

To be honest, after I participated in the troubled waters of the entertainment industry, I didn't have any filter at all when I watched the stars. โ€

Xiao Zheng touched it twice and came to such a conclusion.

Su Chengyi raised his eyebrows slightly, he didn't expect Xiao Zheng to even be able to analyze this, as if he had some skills.

"Maybe I already have a boyfriend."

He said nonchalantly.

"That's possible! There is gossip that the eldest lady has a little white face in school. โ€

Xiao Zheng recalled.

โ€œ.โ€

Su Chengyi felt that he had never been so silent in his life.

Small, white, face?

"But come to think of it, can this be serious? In the case of the Chu family, not to mention that the family is right, at least it must have a name and a surname, right?

Therefore, what is not clear in the public eye cannot be taken seriously. โ€

Xiao Zheng told the story eloquently, and it made sense.

"These people are not pursuing a relationship with the eldest lady, just getting married. Business marriages, you know. โ€

"Hmm."

Before he could recover from the blow of Xiaobai's face, Su Chengyi responded, noncommittal.

"Hey, you kid don't really want to take shortcuts as a son-in-law, do you?"

Xiao Zheng saw his perfunctory reaction, and his heart was alarmed for a while.

"Huh?"

Su Chengyi pulled the brim of his hat down, not very wanting to continue the topic.

"No, no. Men in the new era should be self-reliant and self-reliant, but don't have this kind of self-defeating thoughts.

A young talent like you, what is not better than developing slowly? Don't think crookedly, or I'm afraid that Elder Li will clean up the portal for your grandfather."

Xiao Zheng patted him on the shoulder and advised him bitterly.

"Think about it, as long as we work hard, as long as we don't eat or drink, and work hard for eight hundred years, we can earn the Chu family's assets. Uh, a tenth? Per cent?

Fuck, how do you feel like it's better to be a son-in-law? โ€

Xiao Zheng calculated the account and retracted his hand indignantly.

Su Chengyi was directly amused.

Play next: "Large-scale documentary: How aspiring young people degenerated into sons-in-law"

The mobile phone in his pocket vibrated for a moment, and Su Chengyi dimmed the brightness before clicking on the message.

The reflection arc is as long as the moon: "I'm here." โ€

"It's so boring in here."

"What are you doing, have you had dinner?"

Su Chengyi typed and replied: "I've eaten it." โ€

The signal in the stadium was not good, and the news was sent out after a while.

Xiao Zheng Wuzi, whose fighting spirit was extinguished, was still muttering.

"However, I didn't see it too clearly just now, is that eldest lady good-looking?

Have I seen Chu Yuanjiang, he looks kind and kind-eyed, not like an ambitious person.

Forget it, does it matter if this level of daughter is good-looking or not? It really doesn't matter, even if she looks like Sister Pomegranate, there are a lot of people lining up to ask for marriage."

Su Cheng thought about it and added.

"Take a picture and see."

The reflection arc is as long as the Moon:

"The show hasn't started yet!"

"After we started, we weren't allowed to take pictures."

"Now I can show you the empty stage."

Su Chengyi replied:

"I mean selfies."

As soon as this news passed, Su Chengyi raised his head and looked ahead.

Chu Tianmian immediately raised his mobile phone and made a selfie action.

But the next message she replied to was:

"No, it's not well lit, it's dark."

"Okay then."

Su Chengyi had no intention of forcing it.

"Hey, hey, you don't want it anymore!"

It's tsundere again.

Su Chengyi leaned on her and replied:

"Okay, well, I really want to see it."

"Hmph."

Only then did Chu Tianmian send the photo just now with satisfaction.

I couldn't see at all that the light she just said was not good, her eyes were bright and bright, and they were so white that they were shining.

Under the limited pixels, it is still beautiful and agile like a little elf.

Su Chengyi handed over the phone a little.

"Well, she looks like this."

"Wodfa?!"

Xiao Zheng was so shocked that he seemed to want to eat the screen of his mobile phone.

"Does it really look like this?"

"Hmm."

Su Chengyi didn't say anything like that he looked better than the photo, it was too unreal.

"I can't stand it, which door did God close for this eldest lady?"

Xiao Zheng held his forehead in contemplation.

Su Cheng thought about it, but he couldn't answer this question, so he simply remained silent.

"No, where did you get the picture??"

Xiao Zheng woke up like a dream, his face full of shock.

The outfit of the eldest lady in the photo is exactly the same as when she first appeared!

"A gift from God."

Su Chengyi's expression was as usual, and his tone was calm.

โ€œ๏ผŸ๏ผŸ๏ผŸโ€

Xiao Zheng obviously didn't believe it, and he looked like he wanted to break the casserole and ask to the end.

Fortunately, at this time, the curtain of the show finally opened, and the host of the show stood in the spotlight with a smile on his face.

"Audience friends, everyone, late! Above! Good! โ€

Su Chengyi borrowed the slope to get off the donkey, raised his fingers and made a silent gesture, and said in a low voice:

"Please be a high-quality spectator."

Xiao Zheng had no choice but to swallow the questions back into his stomach, sighed, and looked at the stage.

It is a great honor to witness such a heart-wrenching game with you.

Then, next, please take the voting machine in your hand, and the numbers from 1 to 8 on it represent the order of the contestants.

The order of appearance is different for each period, and it is up to the players to draw lots.

In the final voting session, which number you press represents which contestant you voted for.

As I believe you all know, this issue is very cruelโ€”"

The moderator elongated the pitch.

"Kick the Singer Elimination!

So, one of the contestants is going to leave our show tonight.

The rules are cruel, but the music is beautiful.

Now, let's put all these thoughts aside and listen to this one."

He reported a song with a sense of age.

As soon as I heard it, I knew that it was an old singer who didn't talk about martial arts, and he was bombed at the beginning.

The scene burst into applause, and Su Chengyi patted his hands twice.

The spotlight went out, and the host quietly withdrew.

The next thing is to wait for the singer to appear, and everything is silent.

Xiao Zheng, who had been thinking for a long time, suddenly blessed his soul, and only felt that he had found the answer to all his questions, and he slapped his thigh with a "snap".

"You can't be that legendary little white face on campus, right?!"

His abrupt voice pulled the strange old brother next to him, who was concentrating on brewing emotions, back to reality, and immediately received an angry look from the other party.

Xiao Zheng hurriedly lowered his volume and said in a low voice:

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

And the people on the other side of him didn't have a good face.

Xiao Zheng was almost pierced by this person's cold eye knife.

Su Chengyi pulled on his mask and snorted coldly.

"You're the little white face."

(End of chapter)