Little Tsing Yi always teases me live [Ancient Wear Today]

It's not that Wen Zai has never seen Boss Chu's nervousness, especially after following him to the city's production crew, for example, just finished a show with his colleagues, and they are still immersed in the plot, crying and inseparable, but he suddenly withdraws, Holding up the mobile phone with an affectionate expression on his face, he looked like the reincarnation of a lover.Or jumping around on the hotel bed in the middle of the night, yelling two vague words excitedly, and then "chucking duck" and "chucking duck" after shouting, acting cute is not like acting cute, just messing around.

But in comparison, what he is like today is even more abnormal.

Not everyone can sing well in dramas, his boss must be the one who can't sing well, his high-pitched voice is terribly harsh, and he doesn't seem to be the same person when he is blown so loud by fans.Although he also felt that the boss's voice was good, low enough and slow enough, and he could barely sing, but after listening to two opera tunes today, he only regretted that he had grown sensitive ears.

Boss Chu, who was usually domineering and fierce, is now squatting pitifully outside the set like an abandoned dog. After Wen Zai yelled in surprise, Chu Qian suddenly stood up, threatening out of the corner of his eye, "What nonsense."

"Then what are you singing?" Wen Zai furrowed his eyebrows and hurriedly greeted him: "The director ordered to get ready for shooting, don't hide and play with your phone when you have a break, you don't look like a domineering boss at all, Internet addicted teenager."

Chu Qian was exposed for his small thoughts, and beat him angrily. Wen Zai groaned and avoided, nagging: "You are the one who urged the director to rush to work, so you should hurry up. Recently, you, the man The main character plays the most, so don't touch your phone if you have nothing to do."

Although Wen Zai's tone was harsh, he was telling the truth.

Chu Qian's face froze, and he didn't continue to talk back to him. He threw the phone to Wen Zai and continued to shoot with vigor.

The filming is progressing very quickly, and a lot of special effects need to be arranged in the follow-up, so the director has been working overtime for shooting recently. When Chu Qian heard the director's suggestion to speed up the progress, he decisively agreed.

He wants to free up as much time as possible when the final starts.

Even if you only have one day to spare, that's fine.

Xiong Miaomiao, Hairong, and AG's anchor PK preliminaries were a complete success. The event platform quickly sorted out the eight anchors who entered the semi-finals according to the data, and at the same time solemnly announced the venue of the finals on Weibo-Zhu City.

This means that fans who are willing to support the anchor can buy tickets and go to the city for a short stay.

[Charm]: Huh?I just realized that the final is going to the city, my God, can I see the real Xiaoyun?Love it, I'm booking a ticket now!There is no doubt that Xiaoyun can enter the finals. After all, my anchor is No.1 in the preliminary round, which is 2% more active than No.20.00. [proud akimbo]

[Miko]: This event is too exciting, I deeply doubt that if you win the top three by then, you can hold a meet and greet in the city.

[Charm]: The cards are up, come, come, come, join the group if you want to go to the scene, let's make a count and give Xiao Yun the best support! [thumbs up]

[Rose in the Cloud]: Ahhhhhhh I want to join the group, I want to call Xiaoyun, we Xiaoyun should change jobs earlier, after coming to Hairong, the resources are obviously better than Xiong Miaomiao Ah, Xiaoyun is the best, come on, we will always support you!

[Lemon]: Yeah?I'm going to the city too, I want to see Qiuqiu, Qiuqiu will definitely get No.1, baby Chong Ya looks forward to seeing you on TV.

One stone set off the expectation index of netizens, and the comment forwarding continued to soar.

Fang Wuqiu chatted with fans for a while, and when the live broadcast room was closed, Xiong Miaomiao's backstage sent him a congratulatory notice for entering the semi-finals.The rematch will be at noon tomorrow, with a two-hour live broadcast, and five anchors will be eliminated in the end.The live broadcast lasted twice as long as the preliminary competition, and the selection method was also changed. The number of viewers was determined by the number of viewers who stayed in the live broadcast room at the end.

The two-hour live broadcast is very long, and at noon, if you don't really like it, it's hard to stick to the last few seconds.

Fang Wuqiu carefully read the precautions for the semi-finals, and when he was ready to cook after reading it, there was a knock on the door.

He glanced at the door from the kitchen, put down the vegetables he was washing, and wiped his hands with a dry cloth. Before he could start asking, a familiar voice came from outside the door: "Xiaoqiu, it's Grandpa Chu."

Fang Wuqiu was overjoyed, and walked quickly to open the door.

"Grandfather Chu."

Mr. Chu was wearing a coat, and stood outside the door with a smile on his face. When he saw him come out, he said with a smile, "Xiaoqiu, you haven't eaten yet. Go and eat with me, okay?"

"This is so troublesome to you." Fang Wuqiu politely welcomed Grandpa Chu into the house, but Grandpa Chu didn't go in, and invited him again: "My grandson entrusted someone to send you a special product from the city, and I ate it alone No taste, let's go together."

Mr. Chu was kind and kind, and invited him warmly. Fang Wuqiu refused, so he agreed: "Then I will be disrespectful." He was embarrassed to keep Grandpa Chu waiting, and after packing up in a hurry, he followed Grandpa Chu to the latter's house.

The two are not far apart, and they are different buildings in the same community.

Ever since Fang Wuqiu knew that Grandpa Chu was a professor at the Beijing Academy of Drama, he had wanted to ask for advice, but he was busy with the live broadcast recently, so he had no time to spare. Now he was really honored to be invited by Grandpa Chu himself.

Although Grandpa Chu said that he was a little friend, but he knew how to grow up, how could he dare to call him a brother and brother with Grandpa Chu, his words and actions seemed quite reserved.

Mr. Chu saw Fang Wuqiu's reaction in his eyes, shook his head helplessly and smiled.

As soon as the two of them entered the house, the nanny and auntie at home were preparing meals. After greeting Mr. Chu, they were ready to go back.

As soon as the nanny left, Mr. Chu saw that Fang Wuqiu had a slightly surprised expression, as if he was wondering who the aunt was, so he couldn't help but coughed, and said awkwardly: "Hi, the nanny my grandson hired, he said Take care of me, old man, but I will be strong and healthy when I am old, how can I not even cook a meal, young people are the best at spending money."

It turns out that Fang Wuqiu couldn't help sighing a little, and said with a sincere smile: "Filial piety has always been precious, how could it be a waste."

Living here, he might not be able to fulfill his filial piety in this life.

I don't know how the family members who are still in the Yu Dynasty are doing. I hope they won't be sad because of his departure. Fang Wuqiu prayed silently, and his heart was greatly touched. like that.

Mr. Chu didn't notice Fang Wuqiu's mood swings, so he invited him to sit down. During the dinner, while introducing the city's special products, he asked him about the live broadcast: "I remember that Xiaoqiu is currently participating in the anchor PK competition, you have to work hard. Eat some."

Unexpectedly, Grandpa Chu also paid attention to this matter, Fang Wuqiu hurriedly thanked him, and couldn't help asking about opera during the dinner.

This was the doubt he always had in his heart after meeting Professor Lin: "Grandpa Chu, I want to ask you about the live broadcast of opera?"

Unexpectedly, Grandpa Chu said directly: "You want to ask Professor Lin what he said?"

"You know?" Fang Wuqiu was so surprised that his hand holding the chopsticks was in the air.

Mr. Chu took a deep look at him and sighed: "You don't know, the office has spread the word that there is an outspoken opera anchor who dares to argue with Professor Lin about the commercialization of opera. I guessed it was you."

Fang Wuqiu was stunned.

He never expected that a conversation at that time would be passed down like this.

"Professor Lin was wrong about this matter, and deliberately exaggerated the cause of the matter." Mr. Chu shook his head, then looked at him sincerely, and said slowly: "Xiaoqiu, you have to believe that what you are doing is right, so that you can continue Going in the right direction, if you doubt yourself even at the beginning, then the end result must be bad, understand?"

There was silence during the dinner, both of them looked at each other.

"I understand what you said, because I believe it, so I didn't deny Professor Lin's remarks, but I want to know what kind of live broadcast is correct." Fang Wuqiu looked a little distressed, raised his eyes, Qinglingling His voice suddenly became very low: "Before each live broadcast, I always think that this live broadcast can make a viewer know and love opera again, but that's all. I know this is not enough, but apart from An Ansheng's singing , there is no way to start."

He rubbed the center of his eyebrows tiredly, with knots in his eyes that couldn't be untied.

"Don't have a purpose, just follow your heart." Mr. Chu persuaded.

Fang Wuqiu's clear eyes were stained with anxiety, he bit the corners of his lips blankly, his heart was troubled, and he smiled wryly: "But I can't help but have a purpose. In the past, I just wanted to sing well, appreciate and immerse myself wholeheartedly. But when I I found that because of my live broadcast, many viewers misunderstood that operas are fast-moving consumer goods, jokes, casual or malicious, and then I knew that acting without purpose can easily make life a mess."

After he finished speaking, he was in a trance and very tired, half happy and half worried.

Fang Wuqiu sincerely regarded Grandpa Chu as an elder to confide in, without hiding anything in his words, and looked at Grandpa Chu for help.

He never imagined that the amount of traffic he could bring would be so large.

It was also the first time that he realized the difference between this place and the Yu Dynasty troupe. No one knew what kind of temperament people were on the other side of the network cable, and what he could do was to try his best to guide.

The question Fang Wuqiu asked was very clear, and Mr. Chu quickly figured out what the other party was worried about.

He is fortunate to have met Fang Wuqiu, a young boy who first encountered the honor and jokes brought by the Internet age. He was at a loss but did his best.

Old Master Chu smiled generously, and asked him casually, "Xiaoqiu, are you cold now?"

Fang Wuqiu was stunned suddenly, with a silly expression.

Right now the weather is hot in summer, even though there is rain falling today, it is not so cold, but Grandpa Chu turned on the air conditioner at home, with a little air-conditioning blowing around his body, he was indeed shivering, so he was honest Nod your head.

Mr. Chu smiled: "Then how many clothes would you like to add?"

Fang Wuqiu shook his head.

"That's it. Remember to go too far in everything, and always have a ruler in your heart. It is not advisable to blindly promote operas deliberately, but how can blindly stand still and make operas look new?"

Why give up business because of the so-called cleanliness and cultural arrogance, the two could have been integrated.

You can have your cake and eat it too.

Fang Wuqiu blinked ignorantly, but slowly opened his eyes wide, suddenly realizing.

His eyes were full of gratitude, and he couldn't help smiling.

However, when he was about to speak, he saw Grandpa Chu smiling indifferently, nodding his head leisurely, and said slowly: "Commercialization has never been an excuse to hinder the clear flow of operas. The live broadcast platform is the modern means you are most proud of now, and it is just a means." , Why not stick to the live broadcast platform, what you have to do should be to use the platform to achieve opera itself."

"Xiaoqiu, don't bother yourself because of the traffic, use it well, he will be an inexhaustible treasure in your hands." Old Master Chu smiled and told him sincerely.

……

The weather in the city is always quite different from other places.

Fang Wuqiu hurried to catch the plane all night, and just walked down the stairs slowly from the cabin, he couldn't help raising his eyes, his eyes were full of anticipation, and he looked happily at the blue sky.

It's like a warm embrace here, even the arrogant sun is slowly tossing the clouds beside it, telling gentleness and brightness.

There was warmth in his heart, and he suddenly felt that everything was beautiful, and he looked comfortable and happy, so he carried the large and small luggage in a leisurely manner, with a faint smile on his lips, and walked slowly from the airport bridge to the airport. waiting area.

As soon as he walked over, before he had time to get a ride, Brother Ruan sent a message.

Brother Ruan: Xiaoqiu, congratulations on reaching the final.

Brother Ruan: I'll be waiting for you in Wanlai and welcome you.

Fang Wuqiu's lips curled up, his heart overflowed with satisfaction, he smiled and rolled his eyes and said: Thank you Brother Ruan, I'll be there soon.

At the same time, Ruan Liangyue also received a message and replied with a good word.He and Xiaoqiu hit it off very well, and after not seeing each other for a few weeks, he already felt missed. After finishing talking, he quickly reminded the restaurant that he had made a reservation, and the meal could be prepared.

He put away his phone, turned around expectantly, and prepared to return to Wan Lai Le Xing.

But I didn't want to, just turning around, I saw Chu Qian's smug expression, walking over.

"President Chu?" Ruan Liangyue frowned, "Why are you here?"

Chu Qian narrowed his eyes, showed his cunning fox-like smiling face without hesitation, curled his lips, and said calmly: "I guessed that Qiuqiu would come to your place, so I stayed early."

That face was full of confidence, Ruan Liangyue looked at it, her expression gradually became complicated.

"Proud?"

The corners of Ruan Liangyue's mouth twitched, her eyes filled with helplessness, she fixedly looked at Chu Qian who raised her eyebrows, and reminded in a deep voice: "I'm only afraid that you, Mr. Chu, will be misled by your cleverness."

"Would it be?" Chu Qian's mouth curled up, and he said firmly, "I only know that if I hang out in front of him all day long, I'm not afraid that he won't be moved."

"Then you also need to know... When a tiger and a cat appear in front of you at the same time, those who like tigers will choose tigers, and when only cats appear, they will prefer lack. You can play whatever you want, but can you guarantee that Xiaoqiu will not know it for the rest of your life?"

There was a bit of silence in the air.

After a while, Chu Qian looked anxiously: "Boss Ruan, this is not authentic, you say I'm abusive?"

After thinking about it together, I came up with this?Ruan Liangyue was speechless, rolled his eyes at him, and blurted out: "...I said you are Que, Er Que."

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: 1 Li, [-] soft pillow;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 3 bottles of Xixiranran; 2 bottles of the dead soul under the halberd, mirry is rice grains; 1 bottle of Weijia Lanbai;

Thank you for your support, mua!