The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 141: Recording (Part 1)

"Xiaofei, I can't go in with you. Let Xiaotian accompany you. Call me if you have something to do. It will take up to three days. Bear with it, and it will pass soon." Standing in the field, Huang Chao's eyes showed deep The reluctance to give up is like an old mother who wants to send her son away from home.

Qu Feitai turned around and left without even looking at him.

Huang Chao sighed, still angry with him, really angry.

Tian Long said: "Brother Chao, don't worry, I will take good care of Xiaofei."

"Xiaofei has never participated in a variety show. He has a straight temper. He has never been wronged since his debut. Two of the permanent guests on this show are seniors. They love to make fun of juniors. You have a good heart and remind Xiaofei not to contradict him. Senior, three days will soon pass, and I will pick you up when the time comes." Huang Chao babbled non-stop, if it wasn't for the program group's rule that he could only bring one assistant, he would have liked to catch up immediately.

"Okay, brother Chao, I remember, you go back quickly."

Tian Long took the suitcase and walked two steps. The country road was full of rocks and uneven. Instead, he carried the suitcase and walked up to Qu Feitai with swift steps.

Huang Chao watched from a distance that the two gradually turned into two small black dots between the ridges of the field, and sighed, "Why are you so worried, you can't do without watching with your own eyes."

But to be special, the unscrupulous media spread the word and labeled Xiao Fei as a big-name player.

Huang Chao didn't put on his sunglasses until he saw that the two of them were completely gone, then turned around and got in the car.

"Let's go."

At this time, a white car passed by him and stopped at the place where Huang Chao was standing just now.

"Stop." Huang Chao ordered the driver.

He knelt on the back seat, leaned over the rear windshield and looked behind. The people who came here this morning must be the guests of this episode of the show. Get a bunch of starlets, the focus of this issue will be on Xiao Fei, but he asked around, this issue besides Xiao Fei, there is also a newcomer, needless to say, can fit into this issue of Xiao Fei , must be a newcomer that capital wants to support.

If it is a man, he will only be crushed, but it is not certain, it is popular to look at people with rotten eyes now.

It's miserable for women, and Xiao Fei was hit by blood-sucking. He has already prepared in his heart how he will fight back at that time. No matter what capital you have, the heat of rubbing Xiao Fei is courting death. If you can't learn to walk independently, then kneel with.

He saw the car door open, and a short-haired girl with a suitcase came out first. She was wearing a dusty dress and looked unremarkable. She should be an assistant.

That suitcase is also the smallest carry-on suitcase, so it’s not the only one, right? Now when female stars travel, this suitcase doesn’t even hold enough cosmetics. Could it be a male star?

Soon the people who got out of the car shattered his illusion.

There is only one back, but it is also infinitely reverie.

The back is tall and slender, with black hair reaching to the waist and a white skirt reaching to the ankles. In the early morning mountain mist, there is a fairy air.

"Damn..., it's a woman." She still looks very young and has a lot of temperament.

Alarm bells rang in Huang Chao's heart, the program team was planning to make trouble.

The woman nodded slightly towards the inside of the car, then walked towards the field ridges, and the little assistant immediately followed with the suitcase.

The white back is not fast or slow, giving people a very calm and composed feeling. Among the green mountains and morning mist, he looks like an expert who is about to become a fairy, revealing a kind of indescribable profound meaning.

Huang Chao was stunned, why did he feel more and more uneasy in his heart? As if something big was about to happen.

The white car seemed to have no nostalgia, and the driver was ready to leave.

Huang Chao told the driver, "Hit it for me." He wanted to see where this newcomer came from.

The moment the white car passed by, it was gloriously rubbed against, and the two cars stepped on the brakes at the same time.

Huang Chao immediately took the initiative to get out of the car and knocked on the window of the white car: "I'm sorry, it was my driver who didn't have eyesight and rubbed against your car. Let's talk about the claim."

The car window was half down, revealing an ordinary man's face, but those eyes were very smart and beautiful, and the inlaid eyes on this face looked extraordinarily weird.

The man gave him a sideways look, and said with a sneer, "I've been looking at it for a long time, but are you still satisfied? I don't think your driver doesn't have eyes, it's because you don't have eyes at all."

Huang Chao came up in a rage, too arrogant!

"Boy, you are very good. Which company cultivated the talents? Tell me, Manager Huang, to listen."

"You? Not qualified yet." The man raised his middle finger and shook it, his attitude extremely contemptuous.

Huang Chao's head was filled with smoke: "Are all the newcomers so arrogant now? Where does a young boy dare to act presumptuously in front of me? Don't think that I don't know what your company's plan is. Just give up on that. "

The other party smiled exaggeratedly as if he had heard the Arabian Nights, and squinted at Huang Chao, "I should give this to you, take care of your artists, and let me know that you dare to attack my artists , See if I don't blow up your lair."

Without giving Huang Chao the time to catch his breath, he threw a business card out of the window, and the business card fell to Huang Chao's feet.

"Contact my driver to settle the claim within three days. If you don't wait after the deadline, you will be responsible for the consequences. Let's go."

After saying that, he closed the car window and left in the dust, quickly disappearing into the mountain road.

Huang Chao was stunned, what did she say? My entertainer Xiao misses her entertainer?

"Damn, go ahead and dream about your Spring and Autumn Dreams. The newcomers are so arrogant that they are out of bounds. This is too ridiculous. To speak nonsense in front of your Grandpa Huang, Qu Feitai Xiao misses your artist? Unless the sun comes out from the west .”

Huang Chao cursed and picked up the business card at his feet. On it was written in large gold-stamped characters Unspeakable Entertainment Company, Manager Qing Zheng, and a string of phone numbers underneath.

"You can't talk about entertainment companies? Pooh, what a broken company, wait for it to go bankrupt."

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Two female directors and two photographers waited at the entrance of the village anxiously and expectantly.

Unexpectedly, the director knocked down Qu Feitai. When the news came, the entire program team was shocked.

Who is Qu Feitai? The most popular and top performer in the entertainment industry today, the talented little king of the music scene, the hot search list, Qu Feitai is good everywhere, but he doesn't like variety shows. How many times have he been invited to various variety shows in China? , I was rejected so many times, and in the past few months, I finally appeared on a variety show in the form of VCR. Because Zheng Qing was banned, this variety show was stillborn.

That's why some people said that if Qu Fei could be invited to appear on the variety show, the show crew would be really popular.

The two female directors glared at each other, both of them wanted to follow Qu Feitai, but the result was that the director appointed Li Yiyi, while Lu Xinyu could only go with the newcomer, the gap was too big, Lu Xinyu felt aggrieved from the bottom of her heart, Who told Li Yiyi to have a relative who is a TV anchor.

Seeing a tall and thin figure appear at the entrance of the village, Li Yiyi's eyes lit up, and she beckoned the photographer to follow.

Lu Xinyu stared greedily at the male god who was getting closer and closer, his amazement covered the jealousy that was about to fill his eyes.

This is Qu Feitai, he is indeed a beautiful young man with a golden ratio figure, with a cold and cool temperament, walking from a distance, he is simply a walking hormone.

When she thought that Li Yiyi was able to have close contact with Qu Feitai for three days, but she could only go to the newcomer of Lao Shizi, the sour water of jealousy began to surge.

"Hi, Mr. Qu, I'm Li Yiyi, your director. You can tell me if you have any questions during the filming of the show. I'll help you solve them and negotiate with the show crew." Li Yiyi suppressed her inner excitement and tried to be as calm as possible. said in a tone.

The boy let out a "hmm", walked past her with his long legs, and walked towards the village.

He is so cold and has a personality, and the word "um" is indescribably sexy and lingering.

Li Yiyi excitedly chased after her, and when she passed by Lu Xinyu, she blinked triumphantly at her, and Lu Xinyu clenched her fists in anger.

It's already high in the sun, and the newcomer hasn't come yet, and he's starting to put on airs before he's popular.

Just as Lu Xin was cursing in his heart contemptuously, the photographer pointed to the field not far away; "Here we come."

Lu Xinyu looked intently, a ray of morning light broke through the clear fog, and the green mountains and green waters were picturesque.

In the painting, a girl in white is walking slowly, leisurely and leisurely. The white skirt brushes the grass and wild flowers, and is stained with morning dew. shallow light.

The girl was not walking slowly, just a few breaths, and she was right in front of her eyes.

Lu Xinyu suddenly felt that the sunlight above his head became extremely glaring.

"Hello, I'm Ming Jing." The girl walked up to her, her ethereal and soft voice was like a dream, and she forgot all about it.

Lu Xinyu was stunned, unable to turn around in a daze, the girl didn't urge her, nor did she show any impatience, she looked at her patiently and gently.

It wasn't until the photographer pushed her that she came back to her senses suddenly, her face flushed all of a sudden, and she stammered, "You... hello, I'm your director Lu Xinyu, you're recording a show You can call me if you have any questions.”

After the words fell, she quickly lowered her eyes, and all she could see was a white skirt, on which was embroidered with dark patterns of lotus flowers with silver thread, and it was so wonderful that there were waves as she walked.

She suddenly felt a deep sense of inferiority in her heart. In front of such extreme beauty and gentleness, any language seemed pale.

"Thank you." The wonderful voice fell to my ears, like a clear spring hitting a stone, and the crisp sound of Lingding.

Ming Jing glanced at the camera, and the photographer who was carrying the camera felt his legs go limp.

"So is it starting now?" Ming Jing asked lightly.

"The recording starts from the moment you step here, and your every move will be recorded by the camera, and there will be selective editing in the later stage. After the production is completed, it can be broadcast on TV." Lu Xinyu explained road.

Ming Jing nodded.

Lu Xinyu glanced at her and quickly lowered his head: "You go to the cabin with me now, the seniors are waiting for you in the cabin."

Mingjing walked into the village with Lu Xinyu.

Ye Zhen plays the role of an invisible assistant and follows Ming Jing. It is very novel to see the world from this perspective.

Some old people in the village sat at the intersection, and the children ran around, staring at the group of strangers as if watching the excitement.

When passing through an intersection, two children suddenly jumped out, one of them bumped into Ming Jing, panicked and grabbed Ming Jing's skirt, Ming Jing bent down to support him: "Be careful."

The child raised his head in a daze, "Are you a fairy?"

The girl smiled softly: "No."

The little boy suddenly let go, and took a step back with a horrified expression.

I saw a black handprint on the girl's pure white skirt, which was particularly eye-catching.

Seeing this, Lu Xinyu scolded with a straight face: "Why are you running around? Did you just crawl out of the mud all over your body? You can't afford to sell someone's skirt if you stain it."

The little boy was trembling nervously. Grandpa said that these are big stars from the city. They can't afford to mess with them. He stained the big star's skirt. The big star won't ask him to pay for it, right? If grandpa finds out, he will definitely be beaten to death.

Ming Jing glanced at Lu Xinyu faintly, Lu Xinyu froze all over, subconsciously swallowed the words he was about to curse.

The beautiful big star like a fairy reached out and brushed the dirty place, smiled softly, looked at him and said, "You didn't mean it, did you?"

Compared to that woman's domineering voice, this voice was so nice and gentle, it reminded him of his mother who had been away from home for a long time, and his eyes turned red unknowingly.

"I didn't mean to." He said choked up.

The girl squatted in front of him and gently wiped away his tears: "So why are you afraid? My sister won't blame you, because you didn't mean it."

Those fingers were soft and pale, in sharp contrast to the little boy's dirty and dark face. Everyone around them stared blankly at this scene, overwhelmed by the gentle and tolerant aura of the girl.

The little boy laughed through his tears: "Thank you sister."

"Hey, let's go play." Ming Jing patted his head lightly.

The little boy hesitated for a moment, then said eagerly, "Sister, my name is Xiaohu, can I go play with you?"

Lu Xinyu was about to scold him for kicking his nose, when Ming Jing smiled and nodded: "Of course, do you know where I live?"

The little boy pointed to the end of the village: "The cabin, it used to be very dilapidated, but it has become very beautiful after you came here."

Ming Jing smiled and said, "You are welcome to come to the cabin as a guest."

All this was recorded by the camera.

The little boy shyly ran away, and Ming Jing stood up. The other children saw that her eyes were no longer curious, but full of enthusiasm and love. They followed Ming Jing along the way, and the line grew longer and longer.

Lu Xinyu said with some displeasure: "Miss Ming Jing, these children can't give them good looks. They are the best at pushing their noses. What should I do if they pester you in the future?" Excessive force.

Ming Jing said indifferently: "Children are the most innocent and pure, why do you think of them like this?"

Lu Xin choked, and it was her fault to remind her kindly, this newcomer is simply ignorant.

In the blink of an eye, the cabin arrived, and in front of the door was a big elm tree that couldn't be hugged by two people. Its branches were green, like a huge open umbrella, covering the sky and the sun.

The wooden house is backed by the cold mountain, and there are farmlands on the left and right, where home-cooked fruits and vegetables are planted, and a stream meanders in the distance. It is really a beautiful picture of the farmhouse landscape.

Through the low wooden door, you can see into the small courtyard at a glance. A group of people gather together in the courtyard, and the sound of laughter and talking can be heard from afar. Inside, it's full of machines.

From here on, assistants and directors were not allowed to enter the camera, and Ming Spiegel began to face the camera alone.

Walking to the wooden door, Ming Jing glanced lightly at the camera on the door. The whole wooden house was surrounded by 360-degree cameras. From the moment she stepped into the yard, there would be no privacy at all. Her All micro-expressions will be accurately captured by high-tech cameras.

Ming Jing adjusted the hem of her skirt, stretched out her hand and pushed open the wooden door.

"Brother Feitai, your song in white clothes is so good, I can sing it, I will sing it to you..." The little girl was just about to start, when she turned her eyes, she saw a girl in white clothes walk in through the wooden door .

She suddenly let out a strange cry, and pointed towards the door: "Brother Feitai, did the person in your song become an elf?"

Can't say it's unrelated, just the same.

As soon as Xiao Wenwen finished speaking, everyone's eyes turned to the direction of the gate.

Qu Feitai hated this kind of occasion, but he couldn't shake his face when he agreed to the recording. He was a little bored listening to a group of people flattering him without changing the words. The little girl suddenly pointed to the door.

The people in his song turned into elves?

What a joke, Ma Liang's magic pen can hardly describe one-tenth of the charm of Mingjing.

Don't let anyone use it to tarnish the Mirror.

Qu Feitai's eyebrow peak instantly became cold, suppressing his anger and turning his head to look.

SPIEGEL: No surprises, no surprises.

Qu Feitai: The only one who can pretend to be my goddess is my goddess, as if the only one who can break my record is myself, proud ()