Entertainment life from early spring

The breeze is unable to kill the heat, and the setting sun flies up the mountain with its wings.

The sunset has infected half of the sky, but the sun hanging above the tall buildings in the distance is still as red as hot molten iron. The high temperature distorts the scenery in the distance. The temperature has not decreased at all, but is a bit hotter than at noon.

The side door leading to the K headquarter studio was crowded with people. Almost everyone was holding a mobile phone and looking anxiously into the distance. Whenever a motorcycle with a trunk passed by, the crowd seemed to be watching the Isle of Man race. There were vehicles.

They were as excited as they were about to pass their own stage; and when they drove away without any hesitation, the crowd's boos almost drowned out the roar of the engine.

Lin Yuliang and Zhao Jianyong each held a water bottle and stood side by side on the street, wiping the sweat from their foreheads from time to time and looking at the street in the distance.

Zhao Jianyong turned his head left and right and carefully observed the crowd waiting at the door. Almost all of them were young people like them, and the cards on their chests were mostly white.

Most of the few middle-aged people wearing work badges of other colors were holding coffee and standing leisurely in the shadows, smoking cigarettes. After a few puffs, the cigarettes were burned to the root, and then they started again.

I lit one and held it in my hand to continue chatting, enjoying the rest time.

Zhao Jianyong withdrew his gaze, with a bit of complacency on his face. He pulled out the blue-edged work ID card from his breast pocket and looked at the empty backstreet in the distance.

"It's too hot..." He kept tugging on his collar, trying to stir up the sticky air in this way to bring himself some coolness, "And why are the takeaway orders ordered by the program crew still...

If you don’t deliver it, I’ll have to make arrangements for work when I get back.”

"It should be here soon. The dishes we ordered from all the Chinese restaurants are very fast."

Lin Yuliang, holding the phone with one hand, looked at the time on the screen, and then continued to scroll through the photos taken on the phone.

"The first rehearsal will start in about thirty minutes. Zhao Jianyong

Zhao Jianyong held his collar with his left hand and waved his right hand, "I have already read the process after I got it this morning, and I also memorized it all. Every step on the scene and backstage has been engraved in my mind. I'm sure

There won’t be any problem.”

He turned to look at Lin Yuliang, who had been looking through the photos on his mobile phone. His eyes scanned every pocket on his left side, but there was no sign of his work badge. So he raised his hand and patted his shoulder and asked curiously, "Lin Yuliang

XI, what work were you assigned today? It seems you just arrived, right? What were you busy with during the day?"

"I need help with something at school during the day, so I would like to ask PD Jin to give me leave. As for work..."

Lin Yuliang pushed down the frame of the glasses with his index finger. He looked sideways at Zhao Jianyong's proud expression. His eyes gradually moved downwards and settled on the blue work badge he was constantly shaking. He instantly became aware of his smug expression.

Enlightenment.

Lin Yuliang took out his work permit from his right trouser pocket, grabbed the lace and showed it in front of Zhao Jianyong, "I should be assisting you in completing today's shooting task, as an auxiliary staff."

Zhao Jianyong looked at the work certificate held by Lin Yuliang in astonishment. The yellow border representing temporary employees and the restriction on entry and exit time seemed a bit eye-catching at this time.

But immediately he became happy, and hurriedly corrected his expression, stopped pulling the collar of his hand, put it to his mouth and coughed a few times, then turned around and put one hand on his hip, and put the other hand on Lin Yuliang's shoulder and patted it gently.

"Ahem, it's okay, Yuliang. If you perform well in the next program filming, PD Kim will definitely make you a regular employee."

"No, actually it's because of me..."

"No need to explain. It's normal to have experienced several internships now. It's really nothing. Just follow me and finish today's work. After the filming is over, I will help you say a few words to PD Zhao.

"

Seeing that Zhao Jianyong's smile was about to reach his ears, Lin Yuliang said nothing more, put away his work permit and bowed slightly to him, "Nai, I'll ask you to take more care of me today, Zhao Jianyong XI."

"Hey, Yuliang, everyone doesn't need to be so polite at the same time."

...

In the corridor leading from the studio to the waiting room, Zhao Jianyong rolled the script into a tube and held it in his hand, as if the golden PD was coming again, tapping it gently on the palm of his hand.

He had his blue work ID card pinned to his breast pocket, with his chest raised and his head raised like a victorious rooster. In front of Lin Yuliang and the others, he was pacing back and forth as if he was trying to figure out his plans.

"Xianbing, Caiying, you two go check with the construction team and the filming team on site. It's enough for me and Yuliang to be backstage." He glanced at the white work badges representing interns in front of them,

He raised his body a little higher and said, "Remember to report in time when the verification is completed so that I can report it to PD Jin."

Hearing Zhao Jianyong call her name, Bian Caiying, who was leaning against the wall, immediately stood up, moved her lips slightly, and raised her hand to point at him and say something. Zou Xianbing beside her immediately raised his hand and grabbed her arm.

He pulled her forward a few steps forcefully and whispered a few words to her.

After hearing several mutterings, Bian Caiying frowned, turned her head and glanced at Zhao Jianyong with an impatient expression. After a few seconds, she stamped her foot vigorously, turned around with Zou Xianbing, leaned forward and nodded perfunctorily as a greeting, and then

Without looking back, he pushed open the passage door and walked towards the studio.

"She's not in a good mood today. I'll talk about her when I meet her later." Zou Xianbing rubbed his hands and bowed with a smile on his face. "After the verification is completed, we will come to you backstage and let you do it."

Checked."

"Well, it doesn't matter. I understand all of this. It's just because I didn't want to go in and out easily, so I accidentally put the card outside." Zhao Jianyong waved his hand, put the card back into his chest pocket with a shy smile on his face.

Inside, "I will apologize to her when she comes over for examination. I'm really sorry. It was my negligence."

"Where, where..."

"That Zhao Jianyong

Listening to the two of them, Lin Yuliang raised the phone in front of Zhao Jianyong and lit the screen, pointing his index finger at the time on it.

"You should now go to Park Kyung Rin

Needs to be checked.”

An unhappy expression flashed across Zhao Jianyong's face. He twitched his nose a few times and pushed away the phone in front of him with a smile, "Oh, I see. I haven't finished talking yet. You always have to be flexible during program filming.

, only when one thing is over can we deal with the next thing.”

"Then informing you is something you should end now,"