Entertainment life from early spring

Lin Yuliang leaned his head back on the chair and sat in a booth on the second floor. After seeing off the last customer an hour ago, he, the girls and the staff cleaned up the cafe and prepared to hand it back to the owner.

The girls are currently recording the end of the program on the first floor.

Looking downstairs from the second floor, the girls and player Park directly below could only see their black hair and hair curls. The staff facing him could clearly see their facial expressions and movements due to the distance.

Writer Noona, who was standing next to the camera, held up a large-page prompt book, which was almost as tall as her. Written on it were what Kim Taeyeon had to say in the final summary, as well as the reactions that everyone needed to make at that time.

"Hey~, even the expressions and lines to be done have been rigidly stipulated." Lin Yuliang rested his arm on the fence, holding his cheek in his hand, looking a little bored: "I'm still not used to this kind of production method."

"It's all like this now, and talk shows are the hardest hit area." Jin Minhao stood in the gap between two coffee booths, holding the railing with both hands: "But there are advantages, whether the topic can be discussed, we can talk about anything.

You can meet with the writer and roughly arrange it, and there will be one or two hot spots, so it can be considered mutually beneficial."

"Of course it's good for the company and the station, and it's also good for the artists. You don't have to worry about the recording going beyond the station's planning and planning scope. The same goes for the artist's image and speech management, what topics should be said and what shouldn't be said. Even if things happen

, when to speak out will allow the company to gain greater benefits. These are the benefits of writing a fixed script. However, no matter how perfect the setting is, there are limits after all. Have you checked online forums recently?" Open yourself.

On his flip phone, he held up the searched forum interface in front of Jin Minhao. The first item on it was of Yoona Im bringing the omelette rice to the table. The angle of the photo was terrible, and the girls were not polite enough.

There were a few messages with V.O.S that did not use honorifics: "The photo was sent by a customer in the morning. It should be... a fan of V.O.S. Unfortunately, our online real-name system and prior notification of entering the store cannot stop it.

There is no way to verify the pace of her posts and whether her words are true."

Jin Minhao kept browsing the post messages and netizen replies on the phone held by Lin Yuliang. Lin Yuliang simply put the phone into his hand and let him read it by himself: "A picture with a strange angle, plus bad comments

As for character evaluation, how many people in this forum would believe it?"

"It's okay. I think there are about 50 people who have replied, and the post has already sunk to the bottom." Jin Minhao pressed the page button twice and went straight to the end. He closed the lid and handed it to Lin Yuliang: "The company's network department also has it.

In forums where girls are managed, malicious comments and posts will be deleted promptly."

Taking the phone and putting it back in his pocket, Lin Yuliang shook his head: "'In the past, people searched for information to solve problems in life, but now they create problems in order to put useless information to use.' You should have heard this sentence.

Have you passed? Delete the post. Now this information can be used as a source of conversation among friends. And it comes much faster than word of mouth. In the past, it was basically impossible for this kind of information to spread out of SR City. Now as long as

It is enough to have a FS person in the forum.”

After hearing Lin Yuliang's words, Jin Minhao had no expression on his face and remained silent. He leaned against the fence and held his chin in his hands, thinking deeply.

Lin Yuliang continued talking to himself, and slowly moved his body to the edge of the booth and stood up: "Because it is said by a friend, it is easy to believe it, at least he will echo it casually, and then when one of the friends chats with a netizen

Talk about related topics and repeat the above cycle.”

Dusting his pants with the back of his hand, he made two soft noises: "In an era where information is gradually fragmented, we are all patients, and we all have certain symptoms of the times. We will rely more and more on the Internet. It will become more and more difficult for artists to be

, pervasive information will begin to spread continuously to the Internet. If a situation does not conform to the company's settings, it will be misinterpreted or disguised and then spread to the Internet."

"At least start showing some daily habits to fans, and guide them in forums or search websites." Walking up to Jin Minhao, he reached out and patted his shoulder: "A perfect person without any flaws will not be popular in the future.

Don't be in a daze, let's go down together, we've almost cooked something with the borrowed ingredients."

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

"Why haven't Taeyeon and the others come back yet?" After taking the antipyretic medicine, Lee Soonkyu was lying on the bed with a quilt on his forehead and an antipyretic patch on his forehead. He kept sniffing. His nasal voice became thicker when he spoke: "I'm so hungry. I should have known it."

Goo Unni should not have been allowed to go back so early."

Uncomfortable, he turned over on the bed. The pajamas on his body were soaked with sweat. He didn't dare to lift the quilt for fear that the cold would get worse. He tossed and turned for a while, but maybe he couldn't bear it anymore. Li Shunkyu turned over and got out of bed, lying on his bed.

He took out two things from under the bed, grabbed his slippers and ran into Kwon Yuri and Jung Soo-yeon's room.

On Jessica's bed, the quilt remained open, and you could see the owner's posture when getting out of bed. Changes of clothes were randomly scattered in various corners of the bed, and a triangular piece of fabric showed a little blue edge from the edge of the quilt at the end of the bed.

"Xiuyan is too lazy... It's a shame that Yuli can endure it." Carefully crossed the many obstacles on the ground and came to the relatively neat bedside of Quan Yuli. There were also a few pieces of clothes scattered around, but the floor was still neat.

"Let's see..." Li Shunkyu kept groping around in every corner of the bed, looking for something: "The place has been changed, Yu Li. So aren't the chocolate milk and snow cakes placed near the bedside table?"

I felt around the gap between the bed and the curtains and suddenly heard the sound of a plastic bag. I raised my eyebrows and stretched out my hand to pull it out. The snacks were pressed into a flat surface and hidden inside.

"Yu Li, I'll just get some chocolate milk. I'll trade it with you for two snacks. Don't blame me." He stuffed the two Pockies he brought over into the bag, took out the chocolate milk inside and held it in his mouth.

He stuffed the snack bag back into the gap and smoothed the traces of rummaging on the bed to eliminate evidence of the crime. After doing all this, he sat cross-legged on the floor with the milk bag in his mouth, ready to drink.

Just as he bit the corner of the bag, Li Soonkyu suddenly turned his head alertly and listened to the movement outside the door. The noisy footsteps gradually became louder and approached the door of the dormitory. He had no time to recover the proceeds of crime, so he could only hide it in the space of the bedside table.

. He left the room in a hurry, returned to his bed and lay down honestly.

‘It’s a big loss this time. I didn’t drink enough and even took two of them in.’ He pulled the quilt hard with both hands and covered his head to hide his unwilling expression. The sound of the dormitory door opening sounded clearly in the room.

Seo Joo-hyun carried the thermos bottle and walked lightly, gently opened the door and entered Lee Soon-kyu's bedroom. What she saw was Lee Soon-kyu sleeping with a quilt.

Putting the thermos on the bedside table, he shook Li Shunkyu's shoulder a few times through the quilt and said softly: "Unnie? Are you feeling better?"

"Yeah? Maknae, you are back. Don't worry, you are much better after taking the medicine." Li Shunkyu lifted the quilt and showed his face to look at Xu Zhuxian who was beside the bed: "How are you today? How is your schedule?"

Seeing Lee Soon Kyu's face turned red (the quilt was stuffy) and pulling away the quilt, Seo Joo Hyun touched Lee Soon Kyu's cheek with some worry. Finding that it was still a little hot, he quickly pushed Lee Soon Kyu back to the bed as he was about to get up.

"The trip went well. Unnie, you'd better lie down first. Your face is still red, and you can try the thermometer later. Hyoyeon said that she would sleep in another room today so as not to disturb your rest." He stood up and helped.

Li Shunkyu covered himself with quilt and pointed to the thermos on the bedside table: "I'm going out first. Unnie can drink some porridge if he's hungry. Oppa Yuliang made it and said it's good for colds."

"Salty porridge?! That's not the case! I don't have any grudge against him!"

Xu Zhuxian, who was suddenly reminded, was a little afraid to confirm, and looked at the thermos pot carefully: "Probably...no..."