Entertainment life from early spring

The calendar gradually becomes thinner, but the person gradually becomes plumper, the clothes change from simple to complex, and the shoes change from cold to warm. Time is a gentle hand hidden in the darkness. Things move around when you are in a trance.

Move. Ruthless, it is like a cold wind, blowing away the fresh air of all things.

In front of the automatic revolving door of a high-rise building, Lin Yuliang tightly wrapped her navy blue woolen coat to block the cold wind. The matching white turtleneck did not achieve the expected warmth retention effect, and there was still a slight cold wind sneaking through.

Entering his neck, he suddenly shrank his shoulders due to stimulation, and the mobile phone held by his ear almost fell to the ground under the impact of his shoulder.

"Hello? Yuliang, are you still listening?" A clear female voice came from the mobile phone: "You arrived too early, and the construction has not started yet. You don't have to be so nervous when you are bringing in your juniors for the first time, right?

When I took them to plan small commercial performances, there was nothing particularly difficult about it."

"Senior sister, what you said is easy. It would be fine if it was a commercial performance. Why is it the first time I bring people to the T stage? Obviously I have never done it myself." Plug the earphones into the phone jack and slide your fingers on the surface of the phone.

After two clicks, the rounded square software icon also turned to a new page with the sliding of my fingers. I clicked on the text message and started editing something: "Now that I have been promoted, I am in charge of two programs and another one is being arranged.

, it’s really different when you become an official.”

There was a soft sound of a ceramic cup touching the table in the earphones. It was the same as ever since the show started. Whenever you talk about Cheng Mengjie's voice, you can't help but raise it to a higher level: "Ah? Do you know how difficult it is to communicate with Teacher Jin Jiura? Because

I have gone to the Broadcasting Committee so many times for various accidental situations! It’s only been two months, four times! Why can’t I keep my mouth shut? And the editing is also *&*&%#@&&&￥

#@...."

The cold wind kept passing over Lin Yuliang's cheeks, taking away the little warmth and moisture. The blowing cheeks could feel a burning sensation in this cold winter: "I also watched the show Senior Sister Cheng, the ratings

Isn't it quite good? It has begun to gradually increase. Their program team specially invited you to a dinner party to express their gratitude."

"Where did you know this? I haven't told you about it yet?" The voice was protracted, and you could hear a trace of confusion mixed with it: "Weren't you working on some mobile software with others before? You still have time.

Pay attention to these?"

Baichengjiu's face, which was usually dull but was extremely excited when talking about this information, came to mind. Lin Yuliang rubbed his hands together in the cold wind: "Well, you don't have to worry about my senior sister who is the source of the information.

I heard that a program won’t start until tomorrow?”

Cheng Mengjie seemed to be worried about this matter. Her voice dropped an octave and her tone was low: "Yes... the program is still being planned. Because it is a group talk variety show, it needs to be interesting."

"You haven't given up on this genre yet. I feel like the current indoor talk variety show is almost running out of ideas. Is it possible that this time you will let the guests reveal all kinds of dirty information to increase your ratings..."

"Huh? I feel like there is some progress in this direction. I can clarify some things in public opinion in this way. The stories I tell will be believed by the audience with high credibility. There are so many guests. As long as the bad directions are eliminated, it will be better."

That’s it…it feels pretty good. Yuliang, please go to work first! I have something to do and I’m going to go out. I’ll hang up~”

The speed of speaking became faster and faster, and the mood became more and more exciting. With a very brief farewell as the end, Senior Sister Cheng's call ended with a beeping sound.

"No, senior sister, are you serious? Hello?? Hello?? Senior sister?" He took out the mobile phone in his pocket and looked at the interface that had hung up and returned to the home screen. He took off his headphones, exhaled a puff of white smoke from his mouth, and stared at

Watching it dissipate into nothingness in the air: "Why haven't you come yet? It's really cold..."

.........

"The reason why we are gathered here today is because we are going to hold a very big fashion show." ELLA's editor Zheng Zhenya sat on a white chair that imitated the shape of waves, leaning forward and paying attention to everyone opposite.

"You have done short interviews before, and some of you have participated in interviews at fashion shows and communicated with designers. But today is different. I hope you can do some unexpected interviews and get closer to the reporter.

The effect of the behind-the-scenes footage will be better.”

After the girls sitting opposite her digested their thoughts and nodded with clear expressions, she continued: "Then the grouping this time is like this. Xiuying and Yoona will go in the backstage to collect information. But because

Models and designers are very busy, so I ask you to be as courteous as possible."

"Then it's okay to ask some questions other than fashion?" Quan Yuli bit the pen cap on the back of the pen barrel: "Is it okay to take some rough outlines in the photo, as long as it's interesting?"

"Yes, of course it would be better if you can take interesting behind-the-scenes shots. We will check the details of the photos carefully and not leak them to the outside world." He stared at the person sitting upright on the chair with his head raised and chest raised, wishing he could stand on tiptoes.

Lee Soon Kyu, whose head was level with the others, Zheng Zhenya pointed at her and Kwon Yuri: "Sunny, you and Yuri are shooting together. They mainly do activities outside the T stage. You will meet guests. If you take pictures, remember

Ask if you can appear on camera."

"Inner" x2

"Next is Kim Taeyeon and..."

...

"If you ask me, I should ask them if they can do leg hair removal when they are in a hurry." Kim Taeyeon held back a smile and nodded with her fingers. When she finished speaking, she ignored the other people who were laughing in the room and covered her mouth in embarrassment.

Prevent your gums from showing through your smile.

"Yeah, you..." He pushed Kim Taeyeon's shoulders with both hands, and seeing her fall on top of Jessica, Lee Soonkyu glanced at the camera and looked at her absurdly: "Obviously you were the one who said it first, but you were the first

What is the situation of being sorry?"

"Models must do this kind of thing..." Kim Taeyeon spread her hands, glanced at her sisters, and made an expression that you all should understand: "So it doesn't matter if you ask.

"

"Ah~~" Jung Soo-yeon clenched her fist and hammered the palm of her hand, leaned out half of her body and pointed the tip of her pen at them: "If that doesn't work, you can also use the laser project you have done as a question to ask the question."

Tiffany was holding a pink-covered notebook, recording the questions she wanted to ask on it. She took a moment to react after hearing their questions, and ducked away: "Mo~, why are you two?"

Every question ending with the word "yan" is like this... Could it be that he is a pervert..."

"It should be right~" Lin Yoona held her chin, thought for a few seconds and then nodded affirmatively: "Taeyeon, Unnie, you touched my butt in the dormitory last time."

When Kim Taeyeon heard this, she immediately stood up and looked at her with wide almond-shaped eyes: "Nonsense! If you want to touch her, it's the maknae's too! What's so good about you?"

"Mo?!!"

.....

"Do you think we can broadcast this episode?" The PD sat cross-legged on the ground and looked at the camera on the fixed camera monitor. He poked the writer next to him with his mouth open: "Why don't you talk to their agent?

?I feel like it’s going to be hot...”

"Can't!"

"Oh, it scared me." The voice suddenly came from behind, and the PD jumped in fright. He covered his chest and turned his head to look behind him: "Isn't it good to let it out? It will make me angry~"

"Our company doesn't need any more lunatics!" Jin Minhao covered his forehead, feeling a headache as if he had suffered a cold: "Doyan Noona will probably scold me to death if she finds out. Children, you are really..."