Rebirth Variety Show Vase

He Shaochuan patted him on the shoulder: "Don't say that, your nerves are too thick, by the time you notice this, the day lily will be cold." After a pause, he said: "It's not too late to know now, so you now Tell me, do you object to this?"

"How is it possible!" Shao Yun raised his voice slightly: "As long as the person is reliable, then I will definitely not object, am I so ignorant?"

The two had plans in their minds, but neither of them had any experience in this field, and they were also worried that they would not find a good one. He Shaochuan and Shao Yun didn't believe what was introduced by the agency, so they planned to take their time.

But what neither of them expected was that within a few days after the incident, Fang Zhitao fell ill!

That day when Shao Yun came back from get off work, he yelled as usual, but he didn't hear Fang Zhitao's response as usual. Shao Yun subconsciously thumped in his heart. He didn't even have time to change his shoes. Tao was lying on the bed without moving.Shao Yun touched her forehead and found that it was hot, so he didn't dare to delay, so he took someone directly to the hospital.

After Fang Zhitao was infused with the liquid, Shao Yun notified He Shaochuan.

"I'm still in the stage!" He Shaochuan sweated anxiously: "Wait a minute and I'll let my mother go there first, don't worry!"

"Don't be in a hurry." Shao Yun said quickly, "I'm already lying on the hospital bed for an infusion. I just want to say hello to you. The doctor said it's okay."

Only then did He Shaochuan feel relieved.When he put down the phone, Zhang Fei'er asked with concern: "What's the matter? Is there something wrong at home?"

"It's nothing serious." He Shaochuan quickly put on a smile and waved to the other people, indicating that he was fine and could continue shooting.

The stars who came to the show today are from Korea. They came here to take advantage of the craze for the perfect curtain call of the new drama. Only Jin Zhiming came, but the scene has already set off countless heat waves.He Shaochuan doesn't have many shots and lines. Most of the time, he just stands there and smiles. But he doesn't allow himself to make mistakes. This is an opportunity that many people dream of.

He Shaochuan made the vase, and he was not ashamed, but proud, and felt very flattered in his heart.This kind of lack of self-motivation is particularly timid in Zhang Fei'er's eyes. Zhang Fei'er is an ambitious woman. She thinks that her ability is no worse than Qiao Qing's, but she loses in qualifications. As long as she works hard enough , One day he will be able to step on Qiao Qing's head.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fei'er took another look at Qiao Qing who was interacting with the male star on stage, scolded Bichi in her heart, but still had a smile on her face: "Our little sister Qiao is a typical example. Fu Mei, the lady in the audience."

"Hahahaha." Out of sight of the camera, Qiao Qing gave Zhang Fei'er a meaningful look, which could be interpreted as: You little bastard.

Zhang Fei'er was not afraid at all, and smiled sweetly, which could be interpreted as: You big animal.

Feeling the spark between women, He Shaochuan silently shrank away from Jin Zhiming's side. A war without gunpowder smoke is too terrible, and he might be cannon fodder.Fortunately, the show quickly moved on to the next segment.The role played by Jin Zhiming in the play is a car repair worker. His regular attire is a white racer vest and overalls. The muscles on his arms are emitting hormones all the time.

Zhang Zhaorui said with a smile: "The following is the questionnaire we conducted on the Internet. What is the scene in this drama that impressed the audience the most?"

The big screen scrolled for a while and stopped at a photo. Jin Zhiming burst out laughing when he saw it.In this shot, Jin Zhiming wiped his sweat with his vest. There was still some black motor oil on his face, and his bronzed skin was covered with beads of sweat, revealing the muscles on his stomach.

Qiao Qing screamed exaggeratedly: "I voted for this one too! I voted for this one!" She grabbed Jin Zhiming's wrist and said, "It is said on the Internet that your abs were done by a makeup artist, is that true? "

Jin Zhiming looked at her in confusion, and after listening to the translator, he smiled and said a sentence in Korean, but the girl in charge of the translation hadn't spoken yet. Jin Zhiming had already opened his shirt, and the position of his six-pack abs was so long Very positive!

Zhang Feier hesitated and said, "Can I touch it?"

Jin Zhiming nodded after understanding, and Zhang Feier reached out to touch it. He Shaochuan watched from the side, thinking that Zhang Feier's expression was too fake, it seemed like he touched his abdominal muscles, it seemed like he touched his penis... …

"Does your family know that you are so mad?" Qiao Qing pulled Zhang Fei'er away in time, and then said to the audience: "What did I hear? Did someone say it was made up?"

A large group of girls stood up frantically holding signs, shouting: "Let me check the authenticity!"

After listening to the translation, Jin Zhiming showed a shy expression on his face, and stood back.

Qiao Qing said: "Everyone scared the male god, so, let's wipe it with cleansing oil to see if it's true or not?"

Zhang Fei'er raised her hand high and jumped over: "I'll come!?"

Zhang Zhaorui blocked Zhang Fei'er: "If you go up and insult the male god, the TV station will not be able to get out later." He pointed to He Shaochuan and said, "Let Shaochuan come, we Shaochuan will see that there is nothing else. idea."

The clean-hearted He Shaochuan held the cleansing oil in his hand, but he didn't have any other ideas, because it was a title-titled program, and there would be no soft advertisements in the middle, so the cleansing oil used was an ordinary white jar , He Shaochuan asked the male anchor to hold the microphone, then dug a little cleansing oil with his fingers and applied it on Jin Zhiming's abdominal muscles, and began to circle evenly.

Qiao Qing waved to the side: "Come for a close-up!" Holding up the microphone, she said, "It's true, nothing has been removed."

At this time Jin Zhiming suddenly said something in Korean, He Shaochuan thought he was going to stop by himself, so he stopped and looked up at him.

The little girl who translated said, "He said that Shaochuan was the first man to touch his belly, and asked if you could take a photo with him."

Before He Shaochuan could react, the girls in the audience were completely excited.At this time, He Shaochuan accidentally saw the big mirror-like buttons on Zhang Feier's body. Seeing the current situation, he wanted to strangle the director to death.

He Shaochuan felt something was wrong from the beginning, but there was no time on the show for him to think about it, but now he saw it and realized it.Nima, he squatted down and applied cleansing oil on Jin Zhiming's abdomen. This posture...fucking is too fucking similar!And this cleansing oil is still white, He Shaochuan looked at the white liquid on Jin Zhiming's stomach, and couldn't say a word.Stand up in slow motion, stand beside Jin Zhiming, holding the scissors expressionlessly.

Looking at the flashing lights in the auditorium one after another, He Shaochuan felt that his eyes were almost blinded by clicking.

After the recording of the show, the backstage was busy. He Shaochuan was about to remove his makeup, but he was blocked by a group of girls. This was the first time in his life that he faced such a battle, and he was a little scared: "What's the matter?" Need help!?"

One of the girls took out a Polaroid photo, covered the content of the photo with her hand to reveal the white border below: "Please sign for me!" She said and bowed at ninety degrees.

"Okay." He Shaochuan smiled, and reached out to the photo, but the girl refused to let go: "I'll just take your signature!"

He Shaochuan suddenly thought of a very old scam, which was to deceive the signature and it was actually an IOU. Now the things related to money are He Shaochuan's Nilin, and it is hard to earn money.

With this idea in mind, He Shaochuan firmly said: "Let me see what kind of photo it is?" He smiled: "If it's Hyogo North, I won't sign it."

"It's really not an ugly photo! I guarantee that you are so handsome in the photo!" The girl was a little anxious, and turned to look at her companion behind her: "Shaochuan won't give me an autograph!"

"Sign it, sign it!" The girls behind shouted together, as if they would not give up until they signed it.

He Shaochuan sighed, but finally signed his name with a pen.The girl was satisfied, and she wanted to show it to him. He Shaochuan just took a look, and felt that it was horrible. The photo was taken by himself and Jin Zhiming. If it wasn't for the background of the stage, it would be a GV screenshot.He Shaochuan really felt that he was about to suffocate: "Can you return the photo to me..."

"No." The girl stood behind protecting the photo, then smiled and said, "This is how we love you!"

When He Shaochuan thought of the fan-art in the post bar, he suddenly felt that there were too many lice and he was not afraid of itchiness, and he broke the jar and asked: "Did you also write the fan-art in the post bar of 'Shao Chuan Sheng Porridge'?"

The crowd fell silent for two seconds.

Then he screamed: "Oh, oh, Shaochuan, let's post it too!" "Shaochuan has seen my post!" "Ahhhhh..."

He Shaochuan looked at them numbly, his fans were not very old, girls of this age were the most perfect, they didn't even need to use any cosmetics, they were born with a sense of immortality.Just looking at them, He Shaochuan couldn't express his temper.

He Shaochuan thought for a while and began to negotiate terms with the girl: "How about this, you promise me not to post this photo on the Internet, and I will follow your Weibo."

"Don't follow me!" The girl said shyly, "I don't want to bother you by swiping the screen, I'll post you on Weibo, just retweet it!"

He Shaochuan was dubious: "It's really that simple, okay."

The girl took out her mobile phone and asked her companion to take a picture, and then said to He Shaochuan, "Can you pat my head?"

He Shaochuan chuckled, and reached out to stroke the girl's hair. When the girl raised her face again, her face was flushed.This is why He Shaochuan can't let go of this circle no matter what. Although there is darkness and injustice here, there is a group of the cutest people who silently support and like themselves.that's enough.

After the fans dispersed, Qiao Qing came over and sighed with emotion: "That's great, isn't it?"

He Shaochuan nodded sharply.

Qiao Qing smiled narrowly at He Shaochuan: "I've also been to your post bar and read the post."

He Shaochuan's face turned red all of a sudden, Qiao Qing's smile trembled beside her, her whole body was in a bad mood, she smiled earth-shatteringly for a while and remembered the purpose of her visit: "You will send a picture later..." She Looking at the phone while talking: "Have you posted Weibo?"

He Shaochuan didn't understand what was wrong, and nodded honestly: "Yes."

"Then it's fine." Qiao Qing patted He Shaochuan on the shoulder: "You do well on the stage, our show has the best momentum, I am very optimistic about you, it's rare that you are not impetuous, and you have your own ideas. "

"Don't keep everything on me and Zhang Zhaorui, you can come in..." Qiao Qing realized that she was getting carried away in the middle of her sentence, she quickly stopped talking, and put on a senior look: "Anyway, listen You are right, Miss Qiao, I will not harm you."

He Shaochuan nodded respectfully: "Of course, I understand."