The Idol Group and the Crown

Uncle Jiang immediately came out to play the rounds: "This child is right, the schedule is almost the same next year, thank you for your kindness."

Bai Dao was drinking bamboo fungus soup beside him, and said casually: "If you really want to act, you have to learn first. Nothing will be a joke."

"Lao Bai is a serious man," the director who spoke just now said with a smile: "But now some stars can act as long as they are red--"

"Then I earned all my money." Qi Ding blocked the words back: "After two or three years, when the fans are gone, everyone who wants to watch the movie wants to laugh."

Corona is also the work of Spf who has been grinding a sword for ten years. In these years, it is like a baby. It does not need to do such a stupid thing of self-folding feathers just to make money.

Naturally, this was not mentioned, people started talking about the newly-changed leadership team and host of Shirakawa-tai, and the recent suspense in the literary and artistic films, and which of the company's leading artists seem to have another plastic surgery doctor. Less photos.

When the banquet was over, they simply bid farewell to Pei Ruye and returned to the 17th floor again.

Huo Jian washed and wiped his hair and saw Xie Lianyun helping Chi Ji to change a new song. Mei Sheng accompanied them with Ukulele.

He sat beside them, and Koike handed over the nougat: "It's sweet, you eat one!"

Xie Lianyun changed his melody to change his head, took off his glasses and rubbed his nose.

Sugar sticks to your teeth, and the scent of milk makes people relax.

Huo Jian chewed the sugar and looked at the score, his thoughts were still a few hours ago.

In fact, when the director was joking, Long Brother didn't have to answer him directly.

He deliberately admits that he is single, but is subconsciously covering up.

But... Brother Ju must have heard it.

Huo Jian realized that he had been distracted for too long, and returned the score to Chi Ji, glancing sideways in the direction of the bathroom.

"Did you see the expression on their Valentine's Day event?" Xie Lianyun slowly closed his eyes.

"Valentine's Day?"

It was already early June, Huo Jian did not expect him to mention this suddenly.

Valentine's Day and New Year are very close this year, just happened to come to visit the parents of the Bo family, the osc quadruple award is upset, and the business activities of Valentine's Day are not very bright-

It is nothing more than co-branding and taking a group photo with fans and drawing a few lucky audience members to sing a new song on stage.

"Long Jia You Wei Fan held up a lantern and joked after asking him when he would marry them." Xie Lianyun glanced at Huo Jian and turned his pen to continue: "Bo Fan's fans sent a single rose directly Huaqiang, want to spend Valentine's Day with him."

Huo Jian didn't understand the meaning of his words at first, and after his head turned around twice, he was restrained in a sitting position: "You mean, they actually... are also embarrassed?"

"There will be a sense of betrayal." Mei Shengyao whispered: "Leave all love to lovers, just like betraying fans."

"Leaving love to fans is like betraying lovers."

Ji Ji tilted his head and said, "Can't it be half and half?"

Mei Shengyao reached out and rubbed his brother's head: "It's fake to be distracted when you fall in love. Where is it half and half?"

Fans' love for idols, they always feel and empathize.

Corona's main role is now her boyfriend identity, the album stage is to create a sense of love, media interviews are also good at finding highlights from this aspect.

——What type of heart object?

——Where do you want to go for the first date with a lover?

——Which dress do you want to choose when you get married in the future?

All of these questions presuppose that they are single.

Huo Jian had never been in a relationship, but now it has reacted.

After the promotion period of the new song... All the interviews and fan confessions are actually a test for Brother Long and Qiu.

He hugged the pillow and lowered his voice: "Do they feel guilty."

Xie Lianyun shook his head: "This is the only thing they know."

To fans, to teammates, guilt and guilt may all exist at the same time.

Publicly single, but privately craving for a second of tenderness.

At least he feels that Bo Jue has had a lot less smile this year...

Washroom.

Long Ji came out of the bath wrapped in towels, just saw thin Ju combing his hair.

His long hair was not blown dry, and his hair was still dripping water intermittently.

Long Ji roughly rubbed his wet hair and walked to Bo Ju.

"I come."

Bo Jue didn't refuse, but just looked at him through the mirror.

Compared to five or six years ago, Long Ji has become much taller.

The skeleton stretches tightly around the waist and is very masculine.

Long Ji lowered his head to help him comb the long strands of long hair, unconsciously rubbing his wet hair with his fingertips.

"Today I……"

"It's okay."

"I'm afraid that sentence hurt you."

"No."

Long Ji didn't know how to apologize to him. He paused a little for a while, buried his face in his hair side and shoulder socket, and didn't move for a long time.

"I sometimes think," he hugged Bo Ju from behind, his voice muffled: "If only we could make it public."

There is no need to trouble younger brothers to hit smoke bombs, no need to conceal their lovers from anyone, open hands to kiss in the light of the sky, no need to be a thief.

Bo Jue stretched his hand around his neck and shook his head slightly.

impossible.

Not to mention what happens when you come out when your career is rising-most fans allow themselves to knock, but they don’t allow Aidou to be really gay. What they like is only the seemingly ambiguous ambiguity.

Even if the cabinet itself has no effect, the consequences of the love exposure will be faced by the whole group.

The sudden reversal of public opinion by tens of millions of fans is definitely not something ordinary people can afford.

They owe their brothers too much, don't be greedy.

Long Ji didn't see his shaking his head, but he could still hear his heart.

He rubbed thin Qiu's ear with a slightly cold tip of his nose, as if chasing another kiss.

"I like you." Long Ji said lowly again, as if confirming each other, they did not make a mistake: "I like you so much."

Bo Jue turned his head and kissed his lips softly.

"Sleep, it's not early."

They went back to their rooms and said goodnight silently.

Early the next morning, Uncle Jiang took Corona to the outskirts of the factory.

Because of the small number of households in this area, the rent has always been very cheap.

However, security measures are very strict.

Obviously, there were no shops in front of the village, but only trucks and trains going in and out. They still passed two security checks and were repeatedly checked in and out of their documents.

"This is?"

"Baidao's work base-one."

Uncle Jiang proudly said: "This time Qi always finds the right director. Guess what Bai Dao prepared for you?"

Going inside the completely dark factory gate again, Huo Jian thought he was having problems with his eyes.

He saw the Nordic market in Belgium in an enclosed space.

Bai Ping wearing a peaked cap is still checking the situation of the actors in the crowd. The white-bearded foreign man is pushing the trolley with a smile of kindness, and the blonde girl is holding balloons and picking apples on the street.

"Wait--" Mei Shengyao was a little scared by the set-like environment: "Is this all done by Bai Gui?"

"There are two scenes next door, and all the trucks will be moved to the concert as they are." Uncle Jiang ordered a flue: "Nice, I was shocked when I came."

Xie Lianyun lay in a trough and took out his phone to compare his previous photos.

It really is the scene restored according to the real scene.

The robin weather vane on the Leimu signboard, the brooch dolls displayed in the window and the bear.

The street is paved with two layers of old stone bricks, and each shop, including the bakery, has actors playing local real people.

If they sing and perform in such an environment, it is entirely to show the live mv scene to the audience.

"The effect is really good. I plan to use this technology in my new movie. Let's play with each other again." Bai Ping saw them coming and waved: "Come on the move-the lighting sound actors are in place!"

Huo Jian thought this was more exciting than making a movie, and he dared not walk in for a while.

The street setting is nearly sixty meters long, and the houses on both sides are finished with plastic plates and cardboard, but the outer shell is highly simulated and restored with different materials.

"Just choose "Seventeen", the main song is left next to the scene." Bai guide holding a stack of books to lead the show: "When singing, pay attention to the interaction with the environment, come to the first mirror and cough for the first time. Alright-the first mirror!"

There were assistants playing a board next to them. The six of them in training uniforms spread out in order and sang songs roaming the streets of Europe.

The title of "Fiveteen" was set at the beginning of the fifth specialty school, but the company had been discussing it for a long time, and felt that the name was not very friendly to middle-aged women. Therefore, the English name of the album was set to seventeen.

At the same time as the music sounded, all the mass actors began to serve the scene according to the script.

The uncle was holding a coffee and making a phone call on the street, and the lady walked the dog slowly.

Chi Ji sang halfway through the song and successfully bought the chocolate cone just made.

Huo Jian has never experienced such an immersive stage and can't help but look back at these sceneries.

After two passes, Bai Xing then taught them how to make a triangular composition, and used the distance change of six people to optimize the lens and multi-angle audience.

Professional patience and clear logic are indeed rare good directors.

After the first scene was almost rehearsed, Mei Sheng suddenly yelled: "Uncle Bai, how do I think you are a little familiar."

"Don't you eat ice cream!" Chi Ji handed him the edge of the cone: "Come and take a bite! Quicken it!"

Bai Ping thought that they had seen it before, without much thought, and pointed his finger to the passage of the plant next door: "Are you familiar with the points here?"

"Everyone is familiar." Huo Jian quickly said: "Looking back at you, I will take them to rehearse."

"Good memory." Bai Ping smiled: "In the next room, I have prepared something new for you."

There are already enough surprises in the first scene.

Getting along with creative directors seems to create new ideas every minute.

Xie Lianyun was still having a headache about what to do with the new song. Now he temporarily took a book and wrote a side note all the way, almost following the wrong way at the end of the team.

The second scene is located in the plant next door. The stage has curly book pages on the three sides of the stage. The theme is like an old study.

Strangely, this study is stretched on all four sides with a fully transparent screen, not too far away, and the gray lines on the edges can be seen nearby.

"This is a common technique for stage dramas and dramas now." Bai Ping put on a Bluetooth headset and stood in the center of the study, signaling the visual effects staff in the distance to be in place.

At the moment when he raised his arm, his fingertips looked like a spark burst into the void, and a sweep of purple bamboo mochi broke out of the ground, both real and unreal.

Although these are all the comprehensive effects shown by several layers of transparent projection walls, as long as the performers memorize the same point movements, the overlapping of multiple scenes in the same place will produce incredible effects.

"We made three sets of special effects programs," Bai Ping demonstrated a few basic movements, and allowed Chi Ji to pull in to play.

"Sorcerer's Study Room, Peach Demon Painted Skin, don't leave the bridge, look back and see the actual effect and pick a more detailed one."

Huo Jian stood at the end of the line listening very attentively, and the phone in his pocket suddenly shook twice.

It's WeChat from Pei Ruye.

"It's been cold recently."

They separated for more than a week.

The two of them met every day this month, because of work schedule issues, they always even slept together in the plane's high-speed rail and nanny car, and they seemed to be living together.

Suddenly separated again, someone is not used to it.

Huo Jian glanced at his teammates quickly, smirked back to the news, and played straight with a proficient attitude.

"The owner cares about me?"

The other party hasn't heard back for a long time.

Huo Jian was not in a hurry, and the phone continued to listen to the operating instructions with a conjecture.

After another ten minutes, the vibration reappeared, just like the sudden heartbeat of Unicom.

"Yes."

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