[Entertainment] Want to wear a crown

Physical defense against magic attack, and finally defeated.

The moment I got off the car, I felt the wave of magic attacks from the humid climate in Hunan. The skin of my fingers and eyes exposed to the air felt like being pricked by needles.

"I've been staying here for the past few days and haven't adapted to the weather. It feels colder than our hometown in Northeast China." Peng Zhi's expression changed instantly when he got out of the car. slippery.

Xie Lin wrapped himself up tightly like a bear, and prepared the scarves and hats of his uncle and his boss. The two of them specially came out to smoke a cigarette while Min Rui was resting in the room. The two of them squatted in the dark corner of the underground garage with their sleeves folded, with a cigarette butt with a shiny end in their mouths.

Peng Zhi and Xie Lin are both staff members, and their appearance requirements are not too high. When they picked up the plane, they shaved their beards and sprayed some cologne to prevent Min Rui from showing off their wretched posture when they picked up the plane. A few min rui, who had dark circles under their eyes all night so thick that they could cosplay pandas, stood beside them and still killed them instantly.

"Uncle, you look like a thief in a rural film." Xie Lin couldn't help laughing when he looked at his uncle. Anyway, after standing next to Min Rui these days, the vision of people is instant Just a few floors higher.

Peng Zhi rolled his eyes: "You look more like a villager in a rural movie."

The two laughed out loud, both feeling that their metaphor was appropriate.

Guotai’s underground parking garage is mostly full of working cars for TV crews on location and RVs or nanny cars for artists who want to record shows. Schelling just saw another RV driving past and sighed: "This It is said that there are toilets in this kind of car.”

"No prospect." Peng Zhi was someone who had held his hands in the past anyway, seeing Xie Lin like this, he couldn't help but teach him a lesson, "Follow this one carefully, who knows where he will be in the future."

Xie Lin spit out eye circles: "Could it be possible to go to South Korea?"

He can see that Min Rui puts the interests of the group first in everything, and his personal development is only to improve the popularity of BTS as a group from all aspects.

Xie Lin felt that as a staff member of the Chinese team, he must have less weight in Min Rui's heart than those old people in South Korea who have followed them since their debut, but he was a little discouraged.

"You are stupid if you say you are stupid," Peng Zhi flicked his cigarette butt, the fallen cigarette butt was blown away by the wind, and the layers of gray cigarette paper were like gray rose petals, "You also know that this person is not so particular A man of formality, he will know her from the fact that he cares so much about the group."

Xie Lin obviously didn't believe that: "Uncle, you are kidding me, this one is still low-key, so those Korean artists live with a knife in their head?"

He has done some research recently, and it is obvious that Min Rui is not a loser, and every time he slaps someone in the face when he returns, he will not spare any sympathy.

Being able to directly express that they don’t know who the other party is when the underground rapper satirizes them, being able to directly say that black fans are illiterate when the whole network is black, and now directly grabbing the piece of meat that the three major companies have brought to their mouths but can’t swallow it ... Xie Lin dares to vouch for his IQ, what Min Rui showed in front of them was only the pure and good part of his character, and he had more plans in his mind.

"I'm too lazy to tell you, so you just ask your conscience, when did our family show off in a place that shouldn't be high-profile?" Peng Zhi wouldn't have explained so much if he hadn't looked at the boy as his own family, " What you saw was the limited edition shoes on his feet, why don't you talk about the industries he runs in private?"

As the manager of the Chinese team, he doesn't know much, and he only knows the tip of the iceberg of Min Rui's investment in China, but not every idol in 97 is as good at managing his own property as he is.

Xie Lin couldn't smoke that cigarette any more. Compared to his boss, he was like the tail of a crane among the scumbags.

After smoking a cigarette, they hurriedly took what they needed from the underground garage and ran back to the lounge. Before entering the room, Peng Zhi took a few breaths to dissipate the smell of the smoke.

Xie Lin handed over a bottle of breath freshener and pushed the door open first.

The styling team was busy convincing, but Min Rui himself was no longer here.

"Where's the person?" Peng Zhi searched around but didn't see his current ancestor, so he quickly grabbed a stylist and asked.

The stylist said: "I was called out by the director."

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This time, Guotai specially added some scripts to Min Rui's personal part to satisfy the curiosity of the audience in front of the TV.

As the chief director, Hong Tao has achieved a very remarkable achievement by inviting these top singers in the Chinese music scene to come to this stage to compete on the same stage. With Min Rui and Di Maxi leading the topic, and veteran singers such as Lin Yilian guaranteeing word of mouth, it is estimated that the ratings will rise again in the final battle.

But the other directors of the program group had other thoughts, especially after seeing Dimaxi's nervous state.

"He's so nervous that he might be out of order?" Min Rui repeated Hong Tao's words, blinked his eyes, and looked innocent, "What's going on?"

Hong Tao was a little confused: "Dimasi's relatives are all in Kazakhstan, and he is under a lot of pressure..."

These words don't hold water for Min Rui.

Hong Tao couldn't continue, but Min Rui answered the words very considerately: "Then I'll go and see him, the pressure on the debut singer is really high."

Hong Tao breathed a sigh of relief, and then told them that the program team had given them special tasks.

Dimaxi, who has never scored lower than No.1 in singing competitions, is very suitable for the pre-competition anxiety character set, and Min Rui is the "understanding and considerate" Chinese good boy arranged by the show.

This is the first time that Min Rui visited the lounge of another singer. Before entering the door, he thought that he just followed the program flow as a special task assigned by the boss at work, but he didn't expect that Dimaxi's anxiety was real.

When he entered, Dimasi was desperately drinking the milk provided by the sponsor. When he saw Min Rui handed him a bottle of milk, he didn't say much else.

Min Rui took the milk, sat next to Dimasi and stayed with him for a while.

The two drank the milk like a competition, and Dimasi squeezed the air in the box.

"There are many uses for this kind of box." Min Rui stopped him from throwing the box, took out a Swiss Army knife from his pocket and cut along the edge of the milk carton, "Do you want a boat or a car?"

Dimaxi realized that Min Rui was using milk cartons to turn waste into treasures.

"How about a boat?" The paper car needs bottle caps as wheels, and Min Rui is too lazy to look for the caps.

Cut a long rectangular opening on the side of the milk box with a knife, and Min Rui cut two standard circles on the side with a knife.

"The window of the cabin." Dimasi said, pointing to the two circles.

Min Rui didn't like to talk when he was concentrating on doing things. He smiled at Dimasi after finishing the shape of the boat: "Can you draw?"

"Yes..." Dimasi guessed what he wanted him to do.

Min Rui raised his eyebrows at him, indicating that he would do the rest.

The original intention of Guotai is not to allow two people to sit indoors and do handicrafts. The two of them sit there quietly and don't talk. How can the show be interesting?

What they want is that off-topic sense of topic!How can there be a topic if you don't do anything out of the ordinary?

Even if Min Rui took Dimasi for a walk around the company, it would be more topical than sitting quietly indoors!

Looking at these two long legs that have entered the elderly mode, the photographer carrying the equipment felt itchy in his heart.

Dimaxi and Min Rui will spend all the time here, he can guarantee that the final shot will not exceed 30 seconds!

Standing here for three hours, the last 30 seconds of the screen?

He is not a location photographer who shoots animals migrating, and has to sit in the grass and risk his life to shoot.

Dimasi frowned: "I didn't bring any paint..."

"Go out and buy." As soon as Min Rui snapped his fingers, he had already seen the photographer hiding behind the instrument with an obviously impatient expression, and deliberately raised his eyebrows jokingly at him for winning the camera, "Both of us probably haven't visited this place much before." .”

The photographer hid his face behind the machine, was it that obvious just now?

Of course, Dimasi is not the kind of idiot who only knows how to sing. If it weren't for the language barrier, he would have wanted to go out for a long time.

Staying in the waiting room these days has nothing to distract him except worrying about the game. The comments on the Internet and the eyes of passers-by are temporarily unable to affect him because of the language barrier. Instead, they come from the people of his own country because His enthusiasm for him in China is unprecedentedly high, and his ins fan registrations are breaking records.

Min Rui didn't have many opportunities to get in touch with the little friends who grew up in the grassland since he was a child. Although Dimaxi is from Central Asia, Min Rui is not sure that when he looks out of the window at home, he can only see cattle and sheep in the wind. It is safest to eat.

Talking about diet is also particular, and people also have taboos.

"Do you like to drink milk tea?" Min Rui could only talk about it broadly before he got a drink endorsement. He vaguely remembered that the teacher mentioned butter tea in class in Korea... It should be such a saying when transliterated.

Dimasi doesn’t really like drinking milk tea. For thousands of years, their area is considered the origin of milk tea, but most of them use tea bricks when cooking milk tea. That kind of salty milk tea can only be tasted when eaten with fried rice. , If you just drink milk tea, you will not experience the mellow aroma.

But when Min Rui drove him to a pedestrian street, he smelled the aroma from the milk tea shop on the side of the road and felt the teacup in it.

It tasted more like the black tea he had tasted in Europe, and the sweet aroma of milk wafted in the air.

When the two came out, they each brought an assistant. At first, Dimaxi's manager wanted them to bring bodyguards to ensure their safety. Who knew that Peng Zhi didn't have such an idea at all. Thinking of the comparison of the number of fans of the two sides, Dimaxi The agent did not insist.

"It's not easy." Peng Zhi passed a cigarette over, "They are all children who left home at a young age to work hard outside, and they rarely have time to really play with their peers."

Dimaxi's agent took the cigarette silently. If you read it correctly, this kind of imported cigarette tastes not only not strong but also cool, but it's just not strong enough: "You are right."

When Peng Zhi was able to recruit people in the studio very early, he recommended himself because he saw a certain commonality between Min Rui's team and himself, and now he is very familiar with it: "The two of them have a good relationship. We can also meet often, right?"

Anyway, it's all about work, and it's better to be with people with a good attitude than those guys who have a bad face all day long.

In this way, the two teams who were holding their breath and wanted to compete with each other suddenly realized that they actually had another way to go.

The author has something to say: BTS is really honored to be on the same stage with Broken Eyebrow in MGA. I heard Guoguo's cover and witnessed them realize their dreams step by step and create unprecedented achievements. Last night, my heart was full of excitement.

But after blowing, you have to calm down.

Bulletproof vocalline and Broken Eyebrow are on the same stage, the gap is obvious.

As fans, I feel sorry for their hard work on the world tour, and understand that it is not easy to transform from a singing and dancing group, but it is inevitable for them to stand on a higher and wider stage and bear heavier pressure and expectations.

I hope that my seven teenagers will really work hard and keep going.