The President of Spicy Chicken Has Returned My Innocence!

In the early morning of the next day, Duan Ming brought his assistant to knock on the door, and Liang Xiao just woke up.

He went to bed early in the morning, and he didn't lie down for a few hours in total. He washed and changed clothes and went out to the car, and his spirit was not very good.

Duan Ming was accustomed to his lack of energy, so he shoved his breakfast: "Aren't you asleep yet?"

Liang Xiao took the fried dough sticks, nodded half asleep, and took two sips of soy milk.

"Because we discussed that matter yesterday?"

Duan Ming helpless: "Don't think about it, don't use Weibo, you have the final say."

He has been with Liang Xiao for a long time, and he actually knows each other's temper.

If they had been willing to use this method, they would not have been a stand-in for five years.

Liang Xiao woke up for half a minute and smiled: "I didn't think about that."

Duan Ming didn't believe it: "It's not like I wrote another night after reading it."

Liang Xiao: “…”

Duan Ming really thought this episode was over, and after waiting for a long time, he turned back in amazement: "..."

Duan Ming is incredible: "Is it really written?"

Liang Xiao opened her mouth and coughed lightly.

"Mr. Huo forced you to write it?" Duan Ming was nervous, "Don't write about quitting the group? Go home? Bingfeng Special Forces?"

"No." Liang Xiao said, "I—"

He couldn't think of an explanation, and he didn't know exactly what he wanted to write.

…

Just hung up last night and couldn't sleep anyway.

Duan Ming did not bring a thermometer, so he looked at him for a long time and reached out to touch his forehead.

"I don't have a fever." Liang Xiao moved his arm away and said seriously, "The last one was too hasty...I want to try again."

Liang Xiao cleared his throat and cheered up: "Have a good attitude and write what Mr. Huo wants to see."

Duan Mingxin said that you are more than sloppy, it is simply grass. Taking into account the young age of the assistant, he swallowed the words, and after thinking carefully for a long time, he actually agreed with it: "What does Mr. Huo want to see?"

Liang Xiao was worried: "I don't know."

Duan Ming: "…"

Liang Xiao sighed.

He is really bad at writing.

At the beginning, he was a serious subject, and his language was the worst. He was able to barely get on the passing line, thanks to being pressed on the head and memorizing beautiful paragraphs, good words and sentences.

It's easy to memorize, but I don't know how to arrange the writing, and I don't know how many walnuts I have eaten for this class.

Liang Xiao was dying of sorrow: "Brother Duan, help."

Duan Ming resigned and sighed: "I took a look at the apology letter."

Liang Xiao is in a dilemma: "It's not very convenient."

Duan Ming: "Then you can find a way."

Liang Xiao: "QAQ."

Duan Ming took a deep breath: "Show me the apology letter."

Liang Xiao has a bottom line, holding the phone tightly: "Can't watch."

…

The variety show was recorded in the radio station building, the driver stopped, the assistant was holding the briefcase, and watched the manager hold Brother Liang and throw it out of the car.

The recording of the show went well.

After all, it is a Taiwanese talk show. From the very beginning, the invited visiting crew of "Sui Chu" was divided into three camps in an orderly manner.

The host led the lead actor to chat and laugh, and the screenwriter led the crew to quip.

Liang Xiao used his brain to memorize good words and sentences.

He is not the main actor, and being brought in to brush his face is already the limit.

Liang Xiao grasped his position very accurately, and sat on the edge of the second row as soon as he turned on the phone.

"It's not finished yet, we can't wait to sit still."

The male host is chatting with the screenwriter, laughing and flipping through the selected messages of netizens, and dutifully saying: "Sister Man's role this time is still the kind of A's broken leg?"

Su Man was chatting with Meng Feibai in a low voice, and when she heard the words, she put her **** together across her forehead, and made a casual and cool military salute.

The audience had a lot of fan seats. The little girl was so excited by Su De that she instantly cheered and screamed.

"Too handsome." The hostess generously did the translation, "I want to marry."

The scene was full of laughter.

"Sister Man's fans are happy, 'Chaoshui' can plead for our teacher Jiang."

The male host smiled and read the next article: "Joint petition, please raise your hand high, Sister Man Meng Yingdi."

The hostess was curious: "What happened to Mr. Jiang?"

"Fans don't know what happened to Mr. Jiang."

The male host dutifully said: "Why is he an innocent and capable alpha, in the film, in addition to vomiting blood and crying, he is beaten."

Male host: "It's still Sister Man and Emperor Meng Yingdi who have a meal alone, and the mixed shears beat each other alternately."

Jiang Pingchao took a sip of Coke, stood up coldly, and went backstage to change clothes.

The fans have been with us for a long time, and I often see aloof and arrogant idols on Weibo performing a lonely replay of a quarrel that played abnormally one day.

The scene was not nervous because of the unexpected departure of the guests, and the atmosphere was still full of joy.

The male host coughed a few times, tried his best to remain serious, and turned the page: "Mr. Jiang left the stage unexpectedly, temporarily replaced one, bowed his head to the beauty and raised his arms, Yun Lian must have a name..."

He also watched the movie and had an impression of the character, so he put down the electronic screen and asked curiously: "Mr. Pei, how many scenes does Yun Lian have?"

"Thirty-five episodes." The screenwriter calmly pointed to the director, "Ask him if you don't believe me."

Song Director: “…”

"Then we can rest assured." The male host smiled, "There are so many episodes, is Yun Lian's actor also at our scene?"

Liang Xiao was not only present at the scene, but was also reciting the screenwriter's summary of each character just now, trying to understand and use it flexibly.

The screenwriter copied the script and pointed, the camera understood and turned around.

Liang Xiao sat very close to the side of the stage, the main camera angle was limited, and when it was turned to the limit, it could scan his profile.

I didn't expect that there would be her own part, Liang Xiao didn't even pay attention to the camera, was reminded by the assistant director next to her, blinked her eyes, and raised her head blankly.

…

The large screen is only for background, and the definition is not high. The blurred color blocks of the LEDs can make up the handsome eyes that break through the resolution under the close-up.

Most of the people who came to the scene were fans from all over the world.

The hostess helped translate: "…ah."

The audience gave a round of applause.

In the film, the role of Yun Lian has already gained a lot of popularity, and even because no information can be found except for a face, it has become popular several times. Search.

Most of Director Song's dramas return to the original, and the filter pushes people to the rough. When he was sitting in the back row in the corner, no one paid attention, and without saying hello, he suddenly zoomed in on the close-up, which was a complete blow to the audience from the visual to the heart.

"The barrage should be swiped here now." The male host raised his hand and gestured, "I urgently ask for the name, urgently ask for the Weibo, urgently ask for the contact information and the home address."

"No need." The hostess dedicated herself to endorse the audience and handed over the microphone, "Are you single?"

Liang Xiao: “…”

It was the first time he participated in such a large-scale interview. Before the recording, the producer specially reminded him that the host's questioning session might be a little sharp.

I didn't expect it to be so sharp.

"It is still."

The screenwriter has a good ear in the circle and is well-informed. Shi Shiran talked about it: "Our crew's official blog has a character popularity vote, and the number of votes is high.

The producer did not expect that he would be able to turn back to the publicity task like this, so he cooperated with awe: "Please go vote."

The male host grasped the point and asked Liang Xiao: "Can Yun Lian sacrifice?"

Liang Xiao carefully recalled the non-disclosure agreement and smiled: "I'm still alive for now."

It was the first time he spoke on the show, he was calm and pure, and the ending brought out a slightly upward Jiangnan rhyme.

The producer was nervous to help him at any time, but he was relieved and sat back again.

The hostess heard his accent, and followed the flow to interview: "Are you also from Jiangnan?"

Liang Xiao smiled: "Grow up in Jiangnan."

The hostess whispered: "Do you live in the imperial capital now?"

Liang Xiao glanced at the producer and played Tai Chi dutifully: "I mainly live in the crew."

Hostess: "Do you also use Weibo?"

Liang Xiao: "I don't swipe very often, and I rarely play with my phone."

Hostess: "Are there any other works for our audience to recommend?"

Liang Xiao: "The 46-episode stand-in for "Qingfengying"."

The hostess spelled it out: "I'm also from Jiangnan, which high school did you graduate from?"

Liang Xiao apologized: "Self-study."

Hostess: “…”

The producer is weak: "It doesn't have to be..."

Liang Xiao was kind, smiled apologetically at the hostess, and reported to her family: "My name is Liang Xiao."

The recording of the program ended smoothly.

In the game session, when I grabbed a water balloon, Jiang Pingchao was accidentally punctured by Su Man, and went to change into a third suit.

He only brought three clothes in total. In order to prevent another accident, he specially brought the manager up and kept it tight and airtight.

Meng Feibai's role is the protagonist's eldest brother, Jing Ming, who sits in the Jing Group.

In addition to beating Jiang Pingchao, most of Meng Feibai's scenes have no intersection with the main plot line. He is mainly responsible for appearing in the office late at night. The night scenes are almost isolated from the world, and the whole show is busy Looking for someone to chat with.

The starring fans interacted and signed autographs, and the crew members had a rare holiday, and they chatted hotly with the show crew.

The guest and host enjoyed themselves.

Liang Xiao's mouth was so strict that only a name was asked, and the hostess also guessed that most of the crew had requested, and she still admired it: "Mr. Liang has worked hard."

Liang Xiao sincerely apologized: "Speak more to deduct money."

The hostess understood in seconds, and patted him on the shoulder with sympathy: "Just finish it."

Liang Xiao smiled and wanted to say more, when she suddenly heard someone call her name.

"We supervise." The hostess was curious, "Know?"

Liang Xiao looked over and was startled.

When he was recording the program, he noticed that someone was watching him, and he didn't pay much attention to it.

The hostess noticed that the atmosphere was not right, she touched him and left the stage voluntarily.

Liang Xiao silently nodded and smiled apologetically at her.

The dignified middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes came over, his gaze fell slightly, and fell on Liang Xiao: "Are you that artist Long Tao?"