I was bullied in the abuse text [Entertainment]

When he arrived at the gate of Tomato Terrace, Feng Ning hesitated whether to get off the car earlier than last time or a little later, lest the passers-by or fans watching him and Xue Lan see him entering and exiting at the same time, which would cause a fight.

Xue Lan waved his hand carelessly, "Don't worry, Tomato Channel is one of the best private TV stations in Huaguo, and it is very reliable in protecting the privacy of artists. Let's enter the backstage directly through the side VIP channel, and we will not meet outsiders."

Yang Nan also chimed in and said, "Yes. Anyway, you two CPs are almost certified by the majority of netizens. It doesn't matter if you hide or not."

Feng Ning's feet trembled just as he stepped out of the car door, he always felt that Manager Yang's words didn't sound like he was trying to comfort him

But before he had time to think about it, everything in front of him made Feng Ning once again see the shining protagonist halo that the author of his own mother put on Xue Lan's head.

In short, the word Xue Lan is capital in the entertainment industry.

There were no fans and movie fans lining the streets to welcome him, but it didn't affect Xue's grandeur in the slightest.

The deputy director of Tomato Channel came down with several directors to greet him in person, yelling "Young Master Xue" one by one, and followed Xue Lan cautiously. The group went directly to the independent luxury lounge on the top floor through the director's special elevator.

It is said that this lounge is specially prepared for Xue Lan, who may not show up once a year. It is a circle larger than the presidential suite of an ordinary hotel. The suite has three entrances, a dressing room, and a bathroom. , and even equipped with a small reception room for temporary office.

Everyone present except Feng Ning seemed to be used to this kind of treatment.

Everyone returned to their respective positions as soon as they entered the door, and started to work on their own affairs. Xue Lan also quickly entered the working state with his notebook. Instead, Feng Ning, who was standing at the door with a bag in his hand, looked around and didn't know what to do. Children are out of place.

Feng Ning was thinking about whether to call Guo Pangpang, when he suddenly saw a greasy, bald middle-aged man waving to him at the door, speaking very rudely,

"Oh, come here!"

Feng Ning frowned slightly, pointing at himself with doubts on his face.

"Yes, it's you." The man originally had a blunt tone and a casual attitude, but after seeing Feng Ning's face, he obviously paused, and he hesitated, "Are you from Young Master Xue?"

Feng Ning thought about it for a while, and he did rely on Xue Lan to get into the show, so if he insisted that he belonged to him, there seemed to be nothing wrong with it.

So, Feng Ning silently lowered his eyes and nodded.

The man immediately became arrogant, raised his neck and said: "Then go buy a few cups of coffee for the people in the room, as well as snacks, to fight hunger, buy more expensive ones. What flavor does Xue Shao like?" ? Is there a fixed sign?"

Feng Ning subconsciously continued: "Mr. Xue is not feeling well in his stomach today, so he should not be able to drink coffee."

The other party seemed a little dissatisfied, and muttered in a low voice, "It's really expensive", and then raised his voice and said to Feng Ning: "Then you can buy him something to drink, and move quickly."

While talking, he casually threw the chewing gum wrapper he had just eaten into Feng Ning's hands, and commanded loftily, "Throw it away."

Feng Ning held up the plastic paper that had been snatched away, and froze in place, a little at a loss.

This is the first time for him to come to Tomato Station, and he is not familiar with the place, so he has no idea where he can buy coffee.In addition, you need others to help you throw garbage, don't you have long hands?

Seeing that Feng Ning hadn't moved the place for a long time, the man was very dissatisfied and said: "The airs are so big? What's the matter, can we use Shao Xue's people in our stage?"

Feng Ning pursed his lips. He was still afraid of getting Xue Lan into trouble, so he nodded and reluctantly walked out of the lounge.

As soon as he went out with his front feet, the middle-aged man rolled his eyes with his back feet and walked inside.

In the dressing room, Xue Lan was sitting in front of the mirror looking down at the script newly sent by the assistant director.

The program team re-edited the script in just two hours, and put the focus of this variety show on Peng Fengning.In the newly designed interview session, the presence of Feng Ning's role in "Tomb Raider" was weakened. Instead, it emphasized that the atmosphere of the crew is harmonious, that is, a family that loves each other. Even fledgling young artists can be respected. It was a matter of course, and there was no sense of strangeness.

The middle-aged man who instructed Feng Ning to go out to buy coffee just now approached Xue Lan with a smile on his face: "Young Master Xue, how is the new script? You can see if there is something wrong, I will let them continue to revise it."

Xue Lan turned around after hearing the sound: "You are?"

"I'm the producer of this show, and my name is Hu Feng."

"Oh, Producer Hu. Not bad, the revision is very good, you bothered."

Xue Lan secretly thought that they would know how to be human, and they knew that they were putting so much effort into Feng Ning after he mentioned it a little bit.

"It should be, it should be." The folds on Hu Feng's face were almost piled up into buns, "Xue Shao, what about the next season's sponsorship?..." Xue Lan immediately understood what Hu Feng meant. They disdain to have too many interactions with such profit-seeking businessmen, but since they are so devoted to supporting Feng Ning, they can make an exception once.

"It's not impossible to consider the matter of sponsorship. But I still have to read the book here, and I don't have time to spare. Why don't you talk to Sister Nan first?"

Hu Feng obviously didn't expect Xue Lan, who had never been involved in the family business, to let go so readily this time, and secretly raised Feng Ning's status in his heart.

In fact, when the noon program team received Yang Nan's call asking for a replacement, everyone thought that Feng Ning was just Xue Lan's little boy, and it was fine to praise it casually, so it was enough to simply change a link according to their request. It is necessary to go through a lot of trouble for such an insignificant person.

But Hu Feng didn't think so.

You must know that Xue Lan has dominated the entertainment industry for nearly ten years, and has never used the power behind him to seek anything for anyone, and he has never even asked for special treatment on his own initiative.This guy named Feng Ning, who was able to tear open his mouth on Xue Lan, was definitely not as simple as an ordinary boy.So he insisted that the writers and directors work overtime to remake the whole show and do it all over again.

Judging from Xue Lan's reaction now, Hu Feng was obviously doing the right thing by placing his treasure on Feng Ning.

"The matter of sponsorship is not in a hurry," Hu Fengsi said, his face becoming more and more complacent, "Is Teacher Feng Ning here? Can you introduce him first, so that I can match him with the stage effect."

The other party was so active in setting up a platform for Feng Ning, Xue Lan naturally couldn't shirk it.

He nodded slightly, raised his eyes and looked for the door, but he didn't see the familiar figure. He looked around the room again, but there was no one there, and he couldn't help but wondered: "Oh? I was still at the door just now, what will happen now?" Don't you know where you went?"

The make-up artist, who was trimming his eyebrows, paused for a while, raised his voice and asked for Xue Lan, "Which of you saw Teacher Feng?"

At this time, Xue Lan's life assistant was pulling a large box with accessories and pushing the door in. He didn't even catch his breath before answering: "Are you looking for Brother Feng? I just met him downstairs. him."

"When I went to pick up these things from the car, Brother Feng just came out of the elevator, and he asked me where there is a coffee shop."

The little assistant put the big box flat, squatted on the ground, and opened the lid with a "click", and the hottest accessories of the season from major first-tier brands were stuffed into the box, "I asked Brother Feng what flavor to drink, and I I went to buy it for him, but Brother Feng said that he seems to want to buy a lot of cups, so I don't have to worry about him busying himself with his own affairs."

"Buy coffee? Many cups?" Xue Lan turned her head and asked suspiciously, "Didn't he never drink stimulating beverages like coffee?"

Speaking of Wuxin, the listener was really startled.

A terrible idea faintly popped up in Hu Feng's heart, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back instantly.

He pretended to rub against the box unintentionally, squatted down face to face with the little assistant, and struck up a conversation with a forced calm: "Young man, are you Young Master Xue's assistant?"

The little assistant nodded blankly, with an expression of "Are you stupid? You can't even see this".

Hu Feng's voice became tighter: "How many assistants did Young Master Xue bring to Taiwan today?"

"Two." The little assistant answered absently while flipping through the boxes.

"Oh..." Hu Feng let out a long breath of relief.

It's a pity that he didn't have time to stand up yet, the next words of the little assistant made his legs go limp and he almost sat on the ground.

The little assistant raised his hand and pointed to the fat boy who was holding several large forms beside Yang Nan, and said, "Here, that's Xiao Li over there. He's Teacher Xue's work assistant. Do you want to find him?"

"No, I'm not looking for..." Hu Feng was almost in a daze, and he didn't even notice that Xue Lan had slowly moved his eyes to him.

Hu Fengxin asked directly, "What color is Teacher Feng wearing today?"

The little assistant thought that Hu Feng was going to help Feng Ning match the stage and lighting, so he had no doubt about him, so he knew everything: "Brother Feng's clothes haven't been delivered yet, Sister Nan has just finalized the style with the studio, On the way."

He even joked: "Don't worry, it's definitely not the hoodie he's wearing now."

"A blue hoodie?"

"Ah? Oh, it's blue." The little assistant finally found the accessory she wanted, ignored Hu Feng, and hurriedly showed it to the stylist.

Kongliu Hu Feng stood there alone, his fat face paled, he squatted until his legs were numb, and then barely stood up with the support of Qiang, but when he raised his head, he met Xue Lan's examining eyes.

No matter what Hu Feng said, he was also a person who had seen the big world. He didn't pee his pants immediately, but with a pale face and a smile that was uglier than crying, he said in a trembling voice: "Young Master Xue, I seem to know where Teacher Feng is. I'm going to help you find him now."

After Hu Feng finished speaking, he didn't dare to wait for Xue Lan's answer at all, and left the dressing room as if running away with his fat legs.

As he walked, he sighed, it’s really hard to judge by appearance, Xue Lan’s little assistant is covered with luxury logos, but Feng Ning is wearing out-of-season clothes from fast-selling stores, how can a person be so low-key Woolen cloth?

How did he know that Feng Ning was not low-key, but simply poor.