nightmare exec

On the first floor of Purgatory TV Station, at the northernmost end of the visitor hall, is the card-swiping gate for entering and exiting the work area.

While waiting outside the turnstile, Song Yin took out her mobile phone and sent Yun Shi a message, asking if he had arrived at the TV station.But Yun Shi did not reply immediately as usual.

After another minute or so, a staff member wearing a badge ran out and repeatedly called him "Teacher Morpho".

More than two-thirds of the employees in the TV station are artificial intelligence, but there are also a small number of ordinary executives who are responsible for some advanced jobs that require topic selection and creativity.

The one assigned to receive Song Yin right now is the executive code-named "Duck Foot".On the outside, he looks like an honest urban white-collar worker in his early twenties.However, the title of the business card handed over was "Associate Director".

It's just that Song Yin doesn't know that many program groups are actually composed of a producer and host, a director, and many employees who are called "associate directors" but are actually doing odd jobs.

After the turnstile is the elevator.But today's studio happens to be on the first floor.

After pushing open a heavy fire isolation door, Song Yin followed Ya Zhi through the labyrinth-like corridors extending in all directions, meeting face-to-face with guest hosts who ran out from other sheds from time to time.

Song Yin is not interested in the film and television entertainment industry in Purgatory, but he has also heard that the TV station also produces movies and TV dramas.

It's just that compared with the film and television dramas in the world, which need to go around and shoot more locations, Purgatory is really much more convenient-whether it's a costume drama, a fashion drama or a science fiction film, there are suitable practice copies for shooting.

Turning another corner and almost reaching the end of the passage, Song Yin found Qi Zhengnan's poster on the wall.

Song Yin had seen this poster on the Internet a long time ago, but it was actually the promotional image for the sandwich biscuit advertisement of Huangquan Lovers.However, seeing the real thing with my own eyes is still a bit different.

In the center of the screen is Qi Zhengnan with aggressive eyes.With his almost perfect upper body naked, he was embracing the woman in his arms in a very possessive posture.

The heroine of the ad is also topless, but only shows her back.She has smooth honey-colored skin and a head of extremely smooth milky white hair, one strand of which was held at the corner of her mouth by Qi Zhengnan.

Tut tut.I can see it - the heroine's feelings are like biscuits.Qi Zhengnan is showing that he swallowed a living person alive.

Looking at the small depressions made by Qi Zhengnan's slender fingers on the heroine's back waist, Song Yin shivered involuntarily.

Ouch, hello, are you so nauseous? !

Good cookie ad that has to look like a porno and clearly objectify women!Have you paid attention to the guidance of public opinion and the influence of the masses?How do parents teach their children? !

No, there are no children in purgatory.

... In short, it is not allowed, it is offensive and politically wrong!Can't bear it! !

"Ah, Teacher Morpho, do you like this poster too? I have also collected an original material."

Seeing Song Yin staring at the wall in a daze, Yazhi mistakenly thought that he was fascinated by it, so he stopped to explain.

It turned out that there was a CM advertisement at the same time as the poster, which was also shot by the TV station.It was that ad that made Qi Zhengnan famous in Purgatory.After the advertisement was launched, the sales of Huangquan Lovers sandwich biscuits quadrupled.

Not only that, Yazhi even encouraged Song Yin: "I think Teacher Morpho's conditions are also very good. If you perform well today, maybe sponsors will come to you soon!"

As soon as money was mentioned, Song Yin suddenly got excited again.He was about to ask more carefully, when he suddenly heard the sound of crisp footsteps coming from the corner not far ahead.

Immediately afterwards, Qi Zhengnan, surrounded by three staff members, came from another fork in the road

"Hey." Song Yin gasped.

Where did this handsome celebrity come from? Is he going to receive an Oscar or is he going to get married?

Qi Zhengnan in front of him obviously accepted a look that was a hundred times more professional than Song Yin's.He was wearing a four-piece high-end custom-made black suit, silver-gray tie, and a gemstone badge representing the Yugutai team pinned to the left side of his shirt.

After admiring the wide shoulders, thin waist and long legs, you can continue to appreciate the neck and above.

Out of the most primitive jealousy, Song Yin rarely admits that other men are prettier than herself.But Qi Zhengnan is definitely a special case.

If Song Yin is willing to admit that he is only the second most beautiful in the world, Qi Zhengnan must be the number one in the world, and everyone else should go away.

At this moment, this face, which in his eyes is "No. [-] in the world", has also been modified before going on camera. The bangs that usually hang down casually are sprayed with hairspray and combed back, revealing a strong forehead and deep and energetic face. eyes.It also appears that the bridge of the nose is becoming more and more straight, and the cheeks are thin like a perfect sculpture.

Comparing people to others, it's so annoying...Suddenly, I don't want to stand on the same stage as this guy.

Song Yin rubbed her bangs that she had combed carefully in annoyance, and regretted not letting Ergou download a washing, cutting and blowing plug-in before going out just now, so that he could help tidy up.

At this moment, there was a sudden vibration in his pocket.Song Yin froze for a moment, and grabbed the phone out.

It was Yun Shi who replied to the short message he sent just now, although it was only a few words: "I'm almost there."

Um?Song Yin looked at his phone, then at Qi Zhengnan who was standing in front of him at the moment.

"what happened?"

Qi Zhengnan, who was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, was personable, with one hand in his trouser pocket and the other on the button of his clothes. The text message was obviously not sent by him.

"It's nothing."

Song Yin's mind was spinning quickly, he squinted his eyes, and carefully looked at the man in front of him.

"I think you're pretty handsome today, and you're finally a model again...Speaking of which, the last time I saw you dressed so formally was Thanksgiving three years ago. Your family arranged for you to go to a charity dinner?"

"It's not that far." Qi Zhengnan corrected him, "Aren't you there at the backstage of Berlin Fashion Week in the spring of the next year? You were also treated as a fashion blogger who came to the show."

"Yeah, that time..."

Of course Song Yin remembered that he just wanted to test whether the Qi Zhengnan in front of him was real or fake.

Judging from the current situation, the problematic one should probably be Yun Shi who has not shown his face yet.

"The two of you knew each other before?" Deputy Director Yazhi, who heard their conversation, expressed disbelief.

Regarding this question, Song Yin really didn't know how to answer it.But he didn't care, he just tilted his head and threw the problem to Qi Zhengnan with his eyes.

"We've been together since we were six or seven years old."

Qi Zhengnan didn't shy away from it at all: "I have just communicated with Huyan briefly about the general situation."

Huyan is the producer and host of this program, and he basically has the final say on the internal affairs of the program.Yazhi suddenly realized that his question was a bit redundant, and hurried back to the business, urging Song Yin to go to the preparation room.

Song Yin glanced at Qi Zhengnan, thinking that this guy was going to make another appearance later, so he decided to take the initiative to pester him: "Brother, what are you doing now?"

"No." Qi Zhengnan didn't seem to understand his intentions, "I just bumped into the producer, and I'm going back to the lounge now."

"If it's okay, you can stay with me."

As he said that, Song Yin even put on an uneasy look, leaned forward and whispered: "It's my first time recording a program, I'm a little bit handy."

"..."

Qi Zhengnan seemed a little unaccustomed to Song Yin who showed weakness so easily, but he nodded very simply.

He briefly explained a few words to the accompanying artificial intelligence, and then formally came to Song Yin's side.

"Who are you sending messages to?" He found that Song Yin quickly entered a string of text on the phone, and then quickly hid the phone in his pocket.

"Huh? No? No one." The little fox, who was talking nonsense with his eyes open, raised his head and returned him with a wicked, cheap, but extremely clever and delicious smile.

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When she came to the end of the corridor in front of her, Song Yin finally understood what she was going to do next.

"What, it turns out that someone in the TV station helped with makeup and hair."

He looked at the modeling table surrounded by light bulbs in the lounge, and the artificial intelligence teacher Tony who was already waiting at the side, and his face suddenly became bright.

In addition to seeing his face, Qi Zhengnan also specially reminded: "The appearance in reality is different from the one shown in front of the camera. Lighting will also make the shadows on the face disappear, thus creating the illusion of a big face. Therefore, both men and women , all must wear makeup to emphasize the three-dimensional effect—they all study art, you should know this common sense.”

To be honest, Song Yin didn't remember these things long ago.And those details don't matter right now.

He walked over in two or three steps, and sat in front of the mirror excitedly: "Can you specify the shape? I want to try a tough and mature style, and can I change my skin color? Make it darker!"

"Hold on."

The artificial intelligence makeup and hair artist scanned Song Yin's face with his own golden eyes, and quickly gave a cold answer: "I'm sorry, your skull is small and round, and it is difficult to make a tough effect with makeup and hair alone. The TV station I'm only responsible for modeling, if you need disguise service, you can go to the mall to buy projection equipment."

"Morphobia is just a layman, so don't pay attention to his opinion." Qi Zhengnan communicated directly with Yazhi, "Just follow his own temperament and characteristics."

"Okay, okay." Yajiao, who was afraid that something unexpected would happen, also echoed: "Actually, Teacher Morpho has a small face, beautiful facial features, perfect body proportions, and outstanding professional ability... After killing a lot of idol stars in seconds, there is no need to make any major changes."

Everyone loves to hear rainbow farts, and Song Yin is certainly not exempt.He curled his lips and was about to say something when his phone vibrated again, so he nodded and said nothing.

The text message was still sent by Yunshi. He said that he had passed the gate and asked how to go next.

Song Yin had mentioned to Yazhi before that relatives and friends would come to visit the class, and he got permission.So he thought about it, and quickly gave a reply.

"Let's play a game! I'm in the lounge on the first floor. The house number has three digits. The first two are 12, and the third is your lucky number. Come quickly."

Song Yin set an optional trap here - the correct answer is 119, but Yunshi's self-proclaimed lucky number is 5.So the person pretending to be Yun Shi either didn't know where to go at all, or entered Room 115 by mistake, and of course there was a very small probability that he would go directly to Room 119.

Of course, he also understands that this kind of trick can't prove too many problems—but then again, if Song Yin is really troubled, he won't just do some small tricks secretly, but has already done it. The truth has come to light.

After sending text messages here, the hair stylist has already sprayed Song Yin's hair with water, and began to adjust the shape bit by bit with a hair dryer and a small comb.

Yajiao was temporarily notified by the program team to do some small things.In order to prevent Qi Zhengnan from communicating with the helper pretending to be Yunshi, Song Yin used the excuse of "helping the staff" and "the hair dryer is too loud" to let Qi Zhengnan sit on the side and talk at random.

"What's wrong with you today?" Qi Zhengnan quickly felt strange, "Why are you talking so much?"

"Didn't I say I was nervous a long time ago?" Song Yin made a half-truth and half-false excuse: "Aren't you nervous when you first came on stage?"

"Don't be nervous." Qi Zhengnan said honestly, "The mentality of a dream chaser who is desperate and a ticket player who comes here is completely different. I just wanted a different way of life at that time. There is no further Look forward to it, and naturally relax.”

Having said that, he asked Song Yin, "What do you expect tonight?"

"..." Song Yin opened his mouth to answer, only to realize that he had no answer.Become an idol star in purgatory?Even he knew it was just a joke and couldn't be taken seriously.

So, what else is there to be nervous about?

Qi Zhengnan seemed to see through his thoughts: "Isn't this good? One can be strong without desires, and those who have no expectations are invincible."

When did this guy become so preachy?

Song Yin, who came back to his senses, sneered, his eyes lingered twice on Qi Zhengnan's body, and finally fell on his chest.

"Your badge looks pretty, is it the team's logo? It's inlaid with gemstones?" As he said that, he started to touch it.

"Don't owe your hand." Qi Zhengnan gently slapped his hand away, "You won't be able to pay for it if it's broken."

Just as I was talking here, I heard a few firm knocks on the door of the lounge.

"Knock knock knock."

Someone is coming, and it's definitely not the Yazhu who just left not long ago.

Could it be "Yunshi"?

Song Yin looked at his phone, but did not receive any more news from Yunshi.

He looked at Qi Zhengnan beside him again, he was doing well, without any unnecessary movements.

The house number is 119, not 115, which may mean something, but it seems that nothing can be explained.

Only the knock on the door continued.

"Please, please come in."

Obviously waiting for this moment, but for some reason, Song Yin became nervous when the truth was in front of him.

From the mirror in front of him, it was clear that the door to the lounge was opened.The first thing that catches the eye is not a person, but a huge, gorgeous bouquet.