The wealthy young master fell in love with me by selling miserably

Valentine's Day is coming soon, and earlier than the recording of the program is the new style of showing love for Valentine's Day.

This year, due to the epidemic, all the shops in the streets and alleys have been closed, and express delivery in some areas has also been suspended. Let alone couples in different places, it is difficult for couples in the same area to meet because of things like "access control cards".

Under such circumstances, all kinds of inter-space interactive shows of love have become hot searches, and celebrities are no exception.

Early in the morning, there were all kinds of confessions, Valentine's Day gifts, and even a video proposal. I feel that Valentine's Day under the epidemic is even more lively than usual.

Ning Yiqing also felt warm in her heart watching these short videos and pictures of netizens showing affection.

Jiang Man glanced at his screen and joked, "What Valentine's Day surprise did your little boyfriend prepare for you?"

"Us?" Ning Yiqing smiled, "We've only been dating for a long time, and we're far apart, so there shouldn't be any of them this year."

In the morning, Shen Fei did send him another message, but it was just an extra sentence of recording and cheering after the usual good morning.

"Hey, that's not necessarily the case. At least based on what I know about him, he will definitely pay special attention to this first Valentine's Day after being with you. Maybe you will find yourself on the trending list after scrolling. "

Ning Yiqing was helpless, "Don't curse me."

I don't know if it's because I'm used to keeping a low profile, or because of my personality, Ning Yiqing is most afraid of becoming the protagonist who shows her affection in public, such as sending flowers to the company or making a hot marriage proposal in public. As an audience member, she can feel a little happiness, but if she Being the protagonist, there will only be an embarrassment of wanting to jump off the stairs.

When Jiang Man said this, he was really afraid that Shen Fei would do something like this, but he couldn't remind the child to hurt the heart.When he was asked about Zong Yuyan last time, he felt that his answer had already hurt the child a little. This time, he could only pray from the bottom of his heart that Shen Fei would not make any big moves.

Because most companies have not resumed work and production, Shanghai, a city with a large foreign population, seems to have become an empty city. The main line that is usually congested is also unimpeded at this time, and it was not until the recording scene that I saw it one after another. some vehicles.

A commercial vehicle blew its horn, and several people came down immediately.

"Qingqing! Happy Valentine's Day!"

"long time no see."

These people belong to his team. The one carrying two big suitcases is his makeup artist, the one who is a little shorter is his assistant, and the one who is fatter is a music producer. I haven't seen you for a month.

Ning Yiqing smiled, "Happy Valentine's Day, how is everyone resting at home?"

"Oh, that's super cool! I haven't had such a long vacation in a long time."

"So are you actually looking forward to my downfall every day, and then you can go home and rest?"

"Hahaha, how come? Who will pay me if you fail?"

"Wow, you are such a good society."

"This is reality! So you have to work hard, we all look forward to your prosperity!"

A few people jokingly walked to the recording hall. The long-lost reunion gave Ning Yiqing a working atmosphere. They went to the dressing room to unload their luggage. Ning Yiqing didn't rush to put on makeup first, but went to the stage to take a look .

This is also his personal performance habit, the makeup can not be put on first, but the stage must be watched in advance to know what it is.

On the other side of the stage, the part of the host was being recorded, and a young female singer was waiting. Seeing him a little excited, the female singer bowed to him and stumblingly called "King Ning Ge".

Ning Yiqing smiled and called out her name accurately, "Hello, Song Xin."

Song Xin didn't expect that Ning Yiqing would know her, because she debuted in the talent show the year before last, but she didn't perform very well last year. It was the joint efforts of the company and fans to be on stage this time, and she hoped that she could rely on this time The show came back from the dead.

It's just that when she wanted to talk to Ning Yiqing again, the other party had already left.

Except for Song Xin, the rest of the staff in the backstage were the staff. The field manager was directing the moving of the props. It could be seen that there was not enough manpower, and everyone was in a hurry.

Sitting on a chair not far away and looking at the computer is the director Sun Zhiyuan who is in charge of the recording in the Shanghai area. Director Sun is also a common director of this kind of large-scale gala. He said that he is familiar with the road, but now he is leaning on the chair, but his face is tired.

"Long time no see, Director Sun." Ning Yiqing walked over to greet him. The two were not very close, but they still knew each other in the same circle.

Director Sun spoke with a standard late-night voice, "Ning Yiqing, it's been a long time. I was surprised when I saw you on the list. Are you here to see the stage?"

Ning Yiqing smiled, "Yes, this time I'm in a panic at home, so it would be great to get a job."

Director Sun said indifferently, "It's not easy for you to get a job."

Ning Yiqing was noncommittal, but seeing his exhausted appearance, she asked, "Is there any difficulty? I think your voice is hoarse, or are you feeling unwell?"

Director Sun waved his hand wearily, "There are too few people and the time is too short."

Ning Yiqing only found out after chatting for a few words, because the epidemic situation is tight now. Although the state supports them to enrich the entertainment life of the masses, the local government is also very cautious, and has imposed strict restrictions on the number of backstage staff and the time they can use the venue.

The assistant on the side said, "Everyone has been busy since setting up the stage last night, and they don't even have time to rest. Others can take turns to rest, but no one can replace us, Director Sun, so they have been busy until now. They're all dumb."

Director Sun kept drinking water from the sidelines. It was obvious that he didn't even want to say anything. The other staff members also looked quite tired. No wonder they were not guided by anyone when they first came in. They were all found by the list posted on the wall. powder room.

"Thanks for your hard work." Ning Yiqing took out a box of lozenges from her bag, "I have some lozenges here, it will make your throat feel better if you take some."

The assistant said in surprise, "King Ning Ge, where did you buy these lozenges? Director Sun's throat felt uncomfortable last night. Went to the supermarket to buy some tea."

"Didn't buy it?"

"It seems to be out of stock."

Ning Yiqing: "..."

He seemed to know why it was out of stock.

The assistant was still wondering, "I'm really convinced. Not many people buy this kind of thing all year round, and they can run out of stock in ten pharmacies, and they can't even transfer the goods. It is said that the only things that can be delivered during the epidemic are the necessary ones. Medicines, this kind of health care medicine can only be entered after it is completely unsealed."

Ning Yiqing said, "I usually keep these at home, you can take this box and use it first, I won't bother you."

Director Sun nodded, "You can go up and watch when the host comes down."

"it is good."

Ning Yiqing walked to the entrance and whispered to Jiang Man, "Go to my house and get some throat lozenges from the cabinet, don't be too public."

Jiang Man naturally knew what was going on, "Your little boyfriend is still really good, you can buy out all the throat lozenges nearby."

Ning Yiqing made a "shh" gesture helplessly, "Let's go secretly."

After the host over there finished recording, Ning Yiqing jumped on stage to take a look. When he was still a few steps away from the host, the other party's eyes suddenly lit up, "Ning Ge Wang! Ning Ge Wang, I am your fan!"

Ning Yiqing looked up and saw that she was a young host who looked to be in her early twenties. She looked a little more fresh and cute than the fashionable creampie boy at the moment. At first glance, she was the type with a lot of mother fans.

"Hello, Xu Mowen."

Ning Yiqing knew him because he was very popular. He debuted as a trainee in a variety show, and then became one of the hosts of another variety show. He is versatile and funny. He is a rare and outstanding newcomer host in recent years.

"Hello, hello." Xu Mowen shook hands with him happily, "I was so happy when I knew we were going to record a show in the same area! You are my idol!"

"Thank you."

His partner joked, "I've been partnering with you for so long, why don't I know that King Ning Ge is your idol?"

Xu Mowen said seriously, "King Ning Ge is my idol's idol, so he is my super idol, you know?"

The partner wowed, "Is this okay? You are so popular that you have no soul."

Ning Yiqing didn't take it seriously, it's already a kind of etiquette to call himself a fan when meeting in the entertainment industry, and in terms of popularity, Xu Mowen is already ahead of him at a young age.

Xu Mowen was very measured, he didn't pull Ning Yiqing to talk, but saw his intention at a glance, "Ning Gewang is here to see the stage, right? Go! I look forward to your performance tonight!"

"Okay, you go too."

Xu Mowen got off the stage, and excitedly grabbed his partner's arm, "My super idol just told me to come on, did you hear that? I really want a photo with my idol, hahahaha!"

Ning Yiqing took two simple steps on the stage, and it didn't take too much time. He has been on too many stages, and he is familiar with many points of attention. Even without this step, nothing will go wrong, just look ahead. But I always have more confidence in my heart.

When Jiang Man returned to the dressing room, Xiaomei helped him put on makeup first. Ning Yiqing was born with a good appearance, but she never cared much about makeup. good."

Xiaomei got to know him well and was not afraid of him at all, "I know you are naturally beautiful and hard to give up, but you can't care too much about makeup, right? Do you know how important makeup is? Look at the other celebrities on stage, and then look at you , It was a waste of my superb makeup skills."

Ning Yiqing half-jokingly said, "It's because I know your skills are good that I'm afraid that you'll be too good. No one will listen to my songs, but only look at my face. At least for a short time, I haven't shown any signs to idols. Pai plans to transform."

Xiaomei was amused by him again, "Okay, I understand. But at least it must be transformed to match your outfit today, right?"

"it is good."

Ning Yiqing is serious, he is catching up with the era when grassroots can also debut on talent shows, but back then he passed the auditions, preliminaries, and even advanced to the top 50 in the country, but he relied on his face.

At least Ning Yiqing thought so. The judge teacher at that time once admired and said, "You know what? Just seeing your face, I don't think what you sing is important."

Later, he won the third place with his outstanding singing talent, but he was still questioned about making his debut based on his face.

Ning Yiqing has a stubborn temper and is very serious about music. When other contestants became famous, he went around doing commercials, performing endorsements and holding concerts. After the debut of the first song, it gradually gained everyone's approval.

It was also at this time that many people discovered that Ning Yiqing's appearance was not as stunning as when they saw it on stage.In fact, it was because Ning Yiqing later deliberately blurred her appearance, holding her breath and only wanting people to know herself through music.

So Xiaomei has long been accustomed to his request, but sometimes she sighs that such a good-looking person, it would be great if he could dress up more seriously.

"Sinko is not here, I can take care of your hair easily, but styling is not my strong point." Xiaomei was a little worried.

Sinko is Ning Yiqing's stylist. Her family is in Beijing. Years ago, her cousin got married and happened to have no job and went back. As a result, she was directly trapped in Beijing by the epidemic and couldn't make it out.

Ning Yiqing was about to speak when she heard Xiaomei say, "Stop! I know you want to say whatever you want, but you can't do it! Sinko will kill me if he sees it, so I'll make a video call with him!"

So the two talked through the video again, and Sinko did give advice, but the problem was that Ning Yiqing's hair was already long, and Xiaomei couldn't even do a hairstyle, so it was even more unrealistic to ask her to get a haircut.

"How about combing it!" Sinko was very disappointed with Xiaomei's craftsmanship, "Qingqing's face is pretty, and she can show the beauty of her facial features by simply combing her hair. And you, a girl, know how to comb her hair?"

Xiaomei rolled her eyes with her back to the camera, grabbed Ning Yiqing's hair and made tentative gestures, then fell silent.

Ning Yiqing wondered, "What's wrong?"

Xiaomei stepped aside to show Sinko, "So, why didn't you try this hairstyle on him earlier?"

Sinko was also silent, "Maybe it's to prevent myself from committing a crime!"