Entertainment life from early spring

"Can Yuliang come here? I'll leave the rehearsal backstage to others. You can help the props team."

"Come right away, wait until I finish the arrangements." He pressed the switch and replied softly to the request coming from the headset. The voice and tone made Lin Yuliang feel strange and a little uncomfortable: "First, find someone to check the safety of the lamp post.

Be stable, I'll be right back."

After responding to the sudden request, Lin Yuliang tapped the form and site plan on the pad a few times, and continued the interrupted topic: "Let's arrange the third group first. The solo solo should be almost ready now. Notification will be added."

We were able to get the props set up in time, and when the main venue was temporarily unavailable, we were directed to the small venue for recording.”

He put the ballpoint pen back into his vest pocket and handed the pad to the girl in front of him: "Stop recording the second set. They don't need to broadcast it live today. The program on the same station should be over soon. If it's not there in an hour, call their manager."

People, please take the time to ask about the situation. If you don’t have a phone number, ask the temporary PD, so go ahead.”

"Okay, I'll go backstage to inform." The girl took the pad and hurried backstage, bumping into other staff members on the way.

"What are all the veterans at K station doing... Why are they all newbies..." The stage builders were also a bit uncoordinated. Lin Yuliang, who was called in temporarily to help, was more familiar with the work process than they were.

The staff member I just met today was yelling at the door, waving and leaning over: "Yu Liang, come and sign the construction form. If the construction worker is not here, please sign it later."

"Shall I sign? Where is your current team leader?" Lin Yuliang didn't even bother to take out his pen and pulled out the yellow-edged work permit from his vest: "My K desk has a temporary permit. Do you know the temporary permit? My signatures are all invalid.

, it must be confirmed by the staff.”

The stage, backstage, and staff guidance are all a mess. Everyone is like a young antelope without a leader to guide them. If they are not careful, they will wander around, and the scene is chaotic.

The young staff member who was spoken to by Lin Yuliang stood there holding the signature sheet with blank eyes, not knowing what he was going to do next.

Seeing his state, Lin Yuliang couldn't help but cover his forehead: "What kind of job did Professor Li arrange for me today?"

During the leisurely days of the last few days of the winter vacation, I played games until late at night the day before. Lin Yuliang, who had just woken up at 10 o'clock in the morning, was humming a song and taking a bath in the bathroom. The mobile phone, which should have been quiet during the vacation, suddenly rang. There was no call, and there was no call.

After calling for the second and third time, Lin Yuliang ran out to answer the phone with a head full of foam. Professor Li talked twice as fast as usual about the location, time and person Lin Yuliang was going to go to today. Nothing.

After Lin Yuliang reacted and took notes, he hung up the phone first. He didn't even have a chance to ask again, and the line was always busy when he called again.

Lin Yuliang, who didn't remember the person he was connecting with, could only ride a motorcycle to the K main station, find an acquaintance at Jin Canyu Station, and ask him to find two other people. Finally, he contacted the person who contacted him and got a temporary work permit.

It was a chaotic scene when we entered. There were not enough headsets in the backstage rehearsal area, and the lounge was arranged in a mess. The three-person group of the same generation had a small waiting room, and the solo group had a large one. Lin Yuliang was watching them from the backstage.

When the other party came out of the waiting room that they had been using before, I felt embarrassed for them.

Arriving at the stage, this was the scene again. Lin Yuliang raised her toes, placed her heels on the ground, her legs were shaking, and her eyes were looking around the stage where the show would be broadcast in 5 hours. The basic frame was set up, and the lampposts on both sides had just been hung up.

The counterweights, ambient lighting, and scenery have not been arranged yet. Fortunately, the lighting boom and footlights have been fixed according to the venue and only need to be set according to the needs. The sound team and photography are still the same veterans, but as for the props

Not much help, I can only help when my own group is done.

"Anyway, don't stand there stupidly. Ask your current team leader. If you don't know who it is, just ask through the headset. Don't be stunned." Lin Yuliang saw that he was motionless, standing in front of him in a daze, and whispering in his ear.

He patted his palms and said, "Get the construction diagrams and check them one by one. Then ask your team leader to step on stage to sign. Hurry up."

"Oh, I know." He woke up and looked around in confusion, then ran out along the route he waved to.

Seeing that the other girl ran out of the stage door in the same panic as the previous girl, Lin Yuliang felt that he didn't hear clearly what he just said. He was just being urged and instinctively wanted to prove that he planned to do something. Press

The headset asked the other person to come back first, soothed his nervousness, and explained it to him in detail again before letting him find someone by himself.

"What's going on with you guys? Where are Team Leader Xun and the others? And PD Zhong?" The temporary team leader of the props team reappeared, giving Lin Yuliang some free time to run over to the camera to ask about the situation: "I was drunk the day before.

None of them came today? Not even a deputy team leader was seen, they are all newcomers?"

"Let the guild call him away." The man whom Lin Yuliang called a payer sat on an empty prop box, holding a half-eaten sandwich in his right hand and still chewing: "It seems that there are some policies to be introduced this year, which will cause them

The bosses above are dissatisfied."

"If I don't come back, I really might not be able to broadcast today. I don't know what to do in the main control room of the TV station after stepping on the PD." Lin Yuliang frowned into a knot, and there was still a trace of unexplainable irritation in his heart: "This has happened before.

What’s the situation?”

"Ah, it happened in 2000. I didn't do anything for 15 days." Fu Gong stuffed the last bite into his mouth, crumpled the wrapping paper into a ball in his hands, and sneered: "We were all new boys at that time.

Well, I worry about being fired every day. I didn’t expect that this time some of them would actually get involved themselves.”

"Hey, in short, I can bring it to the pre-recorded stage to complete it. I haven't participated in the rest. Let the PD in charge take care of it. I am a rookie myself. You go ahead and go."

Fu Gong watched Lin Yuliang running to and fro in a hurry. He turned the headset knob to adjust to the camera channel: "After setting up, leave a spot for someone to look after the machine. Let the newcomers help with the rest."

Unplugging the headset cable, he muttered in a low voice: "A few old people are not smart enough to be young, so they will protest after arrangements are made. No matter what."

............

The basic stage and the sub stage are connected in a diamond shape, and the central auditorium is also filled with fans who come to watch the scene. A stage arranged in this way usually allows artists to interact along the diamond edge from the basic stage to the sub stage, and then from there

On the other side, we return to the basic stage, so these special seats are fought for by each fan club president.

Today is no exception. Several fan club presidents have contacted people they know in the station a few days ago to secure as many seats as possible for people in their idol forums.

"Why hasn't anyone come out to give guidance? It's already an hour late." A certain fan webmaster kept walking back and forth in the areas divided by fans based on their "strength".

"Can you please be quiet and stop wandering around in front of us?" Another fan next to him said, "I'm so panicked that I'm really dizzy."

The stationmaster didn't say anything, but the person sitting cross-legged on the ground spoke first: "What's wrong with you, Akira? I didn't come into your area. Wandering around in my own area is disturbing your business?"

"Isn't it an eyesore? It's just like the idol you are fans of."

"How to speak?!"

"That's it, are you not convinced?"

The atmosphere became more and more intense, and both sides had reached the stage of rolling back their sleeves. Other fans would just watch the fun on the sidelines as long as it didn't affect them. This kind of conflict was not the first time for people at the fan station, although it had never developed into a fight.

But fistfights and kicks are inevitable.

"Are you going to go in? Just stand outside." Lin Yuliang held a loudspeaker to his mouth and walked out of the entrance: "People in area A1 are going to enter first and line up."

I flipped through the manual given to me by the class PD: "57 people have been booked, and 13 more people can be added. Choose from the teams that have no fans in area A1. The first 57 people will start entering. There are red vest guidelines inside."

"Enter the A2-3 area from the left and right sides. The odd and even numbers have been confirmed with your webmaster, so you can divide them up yourself."

"The one in the BC rear fan area will not enter here today, follow him."

Beside Lin Yuliang, a tall boy in a blue vest was holding a temporarily borrowed telescopic pole. It was bare and had nothing to fasten as a sign. A large number of people followed him and walked towards the temporary diversion.

go.

It was originally a route used to evacuate the audience after the singing ceremony, but now it was temporarily used by Lin Yuliang as a diversion venue. Lin Yuliang asked two staff members to guard each intersection to prevent fans from going wrong or sneaking into other areas.

Lin Yuliang stood on the steps at the door, holding a loudspeaker like a street vendor advertising: "You have supported me so many times, you may be more familiar with this place than me, a newcomer. Just keep it in order and don't trample on it. If you get angry, don't make any noise.

If there is a commotion on the stage, someone will naturally ask you to come out. Next time you can come in to help and see if you are lucky. Before taking action, make your own assessment."

The team and the scene were barely in order. Lin Yuliang handed the speaker to a staff member guarding the door. He returned to the studio. The girl he asked to go backstage to arrange the rehearsal in the morning was now like a headless fly in the venue.

Turn around.

"What's wrong? What are you looking for?" Lin Yuliang stepped forward and patted her on the shoulder: "How is the arrangement for the live broadcast?"

"PD Lin, there is another group of artists who have not arrived. They were originally the third in line to appear." Looking back, she saw it was Lin Yuliang. The girl's eyes lit up as if she had found a solution. She handed over the script: "What should I do? Call the manager.

The phone kept hanging up and not answered.”

"Such a big name? Who is it?" Lin Yuliang's eyes widened when he took the script and saw the name.