It’s so cruel to make the prince cry! Goddess, her vest fell off

"Anyway, today is the first day of three days of intensive recording."

"If you have any friends who happen to be free and are also in Beijing, why not... why not invite them over."

This is the best remedy.

The chief director finished speaking in one breath and looked at Boss Zhuo with a normal expression.

Boss Yu Er is still clinging to his younger brother.

The sheep boss was the first to stand up and find something to do... The chief director suddenly felt at ease.

To be honest, he can be regarded as an "old man" who is not inferior to Zhou Jie in domestic entertainment, and has personally directed no less than five phenomenal variety shows.

Before taking part in this variety show, my little heart was in a state of trembling.

There are only two permanent guests. One is completely non-negotiable, but there is a high probability that he is the big boss who takes the overall line.

The other one is Bai Yang, who is too out-of-the-box, but is so popular among the public that he explodes.

I feel so unsure that it is impossible for the two permanent directors to change, but the director can be chosen.

In order to take this gamble, he even went to Zhou Gie to give Baiyang a "back-up tune."

I originally wanted to find an excuse for myself to turn down this variety show director invitation.

Unexpectedly, the old "rival guy" Zhou Gai's evaluation of Baiyang was, "He is quite nice."

"You can take this show."

The chief director looked at Bai Yang who "brought the rhythm" back to the garden to pick up his notebook and continue sketching so that the program team could continue recording.

This young master Bai really got it right when Zhou Jie said, "If you have something to do, you can ask Baiyang to take care of it. He is cold on the outside and hot on the inside."

"Although I had some issues with him, the problem was that someone in Chaoqi's second team was causing trouble. He got out in time, and I stopped the loss in time. It's considered cooperation. You don't need to mind too much."

How can a famous director who was almost ruined by this artist say such kind words without taking any money...

"Director Lan, Director Lan?"

Several calls brought the chief director's attention back.

"Ah?" Director Lan hurriedly stepped forward, "What's wrong?"

The attendant who shouted came trotted over, "The big boss said we would like some afternoon tea."

Director Lan knew that when the big boss asked "How about", the answer was "Yes!"

However, the program team does not yet know the taboos of the artist guests.

Director Lan walked out of the camera teacher's blind-angle shooting maze.

"There is a dessert handicraft shop nearby. We have contacted you in advance. Teachers can go there and make desserts whenever they are interested, or ask the little girl from the handicraft shop to come over and show you how to play."

“The villa is also fully equipped.”

Blue guide prompts.

Everyone is looking at what Boss Zhuo means.

Yu Liu was not interested in making snacks, but he knew that the show needed to be done to be interesting, so he yawned.

“Invite someone to come to your door!”

"I'll go back and catch up on my sleep first. Where's the little sheep? Weren't you just tired from the car ride just now?"

Yu Liu patted the shoulder of the cold little sheep who was still sketching seriously.

Yangzai's charcoal drawing almost ended.

Somewhat unhappy, he hid outside, "I'm not sleepy now, you can go to sleep!"

Stop making trouble! This sheep's masterpiece is about to be born.

Yu Liucai walked behind Baiyang's sketchbook for the first time.

After seeing this very realistic painting technique, the scene inexplicably popped up in my mind of him, Bai Yang, and a group of children of similar age painting oil paintings and watercolors on the lawn in the military compound.

Baiyang was still young at that time, only five or six years old. She had a little ADHD and didn't like to use paintbrushes, but liked to use her fingers.

After finishing a painting, the whole body is dirty and the painting style is abstract.

Compared with this painting style that is so realistic that it is almost a "black and white photo", there is a huge difference.

Yu Liu said no more and let go of the hand that was firmly placed on Young Master Bai's shoulder.

He smiled at everyone and went into the house minding his own business.

Zhuo Jinqing was quite happy to see that the annoying Yu Laoliu had finally disappeared.

Quietly move the chair in this direction.

Then he naturally turned half of his body sideways and said, "Xiaoyang, are you free to write songs recently?"

It was a natural question.

Director Lan silently retreated to his seat.

Also explore your forehead.

Can't feel the temperature! That's normal. Director Lan calmed down.

But immediately, the corners of his mouth that had just been raised were lowered again.

Damn, no wonder the big boss named him and Young Master Bai to record this variety show at the beginning.

These two have the right aura!

The second boss invited by Young Master Bai... Hey, let's not talk about it anymore!

Maybe the four major families are not as united as they appear to outsiders!

Every time Boss Yu Er asked Young Master Bai something he was unwilling to answer.

Young Master Renbai has always deliberately avoided the persona and label of the "four major family members".

If it hadn't become so popular all of a sudden and those paparazzi were so powerful, maybe others wouldn't have noticed at all.

It's a pity that the second boss Yu seems to have some mission. Even he, an "outsider", can see that the second boss is deliberately leading in that direction.

...The garden faces the sun in the morning.

After a long round of sketching.

But at three or four o'clock in the afternoon.

The oblique shadow of the house climbed up to everyone's feet little by little.

Zeng Yifan was already a little tired from sitting.

He has little interest in sketching.

I'm recording a variety show here!

In the incredible two hours of "personal" time, I have already studied the recent big stages with promotional materials at home and abroad.

Others look at the stage to see the artists and performances, but he looks at the choreography and design.

The brain has been running at high speed for a long time.

Without paying attention, a yawn came out.

Zeng Yifan covered his mouth in embarrassment, which finally loosened the quiet atmosphere in the garden for a long time.

Cheng Qisu also flexed her wrist twice, "Is the second boss awake?"

"When you wake up, we can invite the girl from the handicraft shop to come over!"

Jin Xingyan also agreed, "Yes, it's better to be early. The movie theater where Afan rents the theater is still some distance away from here. We still have to have dinner and tidy up. No matter how late it is, we have to set off at eight or nine in the evening."

Yang Zai has just completed a "masterpiece."

Now in a wonderful mood, he responded with a cute face, "Then I'll go up and call Brother Six."

After saying that, I closed the sketchbook that was just short of the last few lyrics.

Boss Zhuo's expression was frozen.

"You only have two lines left in your song, why don't you finish it first?"

!!!

The autumn wind rustled.

Only then did everyone realize that the cute little sheep had finished painting a long time ago and was actually writing a song just now.

"Ah, don't be in a hurry, Xiaoyang. If you are creating, just keep creating!"

"If the inspiration runs away, it will be gone!" Zeng Yifan hurriedly suppressed the child.

His movie theater in Dingyuan didn’t want the fans watching the live broadcast today to guess where they would be hanging out tonight and squat them.

But it would be a sin if it influenced the lyrics of this talented creative kid!

The cute little lamb smiled, its fur fluttering in the wind.

So cute!

"It's okay! It's better to dry it out."

Boss Zhuo is unhappy with the business approval.

Get up, stretch out your claws, and catch the sheep...