The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 486 Willfulness

At nine o'clock in the morning, the main station building.

Zheng Qing got out of the car, yawned, looked at the tall building in front of him like a big underpants, and sighed: "I didn't expect that one day I would enter this building in this capacity. It's been thirty years, thirty years. Hexi."

The TV station building is always the place where celebrities go in and out the most. Of course, the control is also very strict. Not to mention the rehearsal of the Spring Festival Gala these days, stars come and go like flowing water almost every day.

Cars were parked at the entrance, celebrities and staff came and went, because there were too many paparazzi guarding, most of the celebrities hurried past with their heads down.

Zheng Qing caught sight of a woman who got out of the car with an assistant holding an umbrella and walked in with her head down, and raised her eyebrows: "Zhao Ninghan, you're getting fat, can't it be that you're pregnant?"

She stared at the woman's slightly protruding belly wrapped in a down jacket.

In the entertainment circle, Huadan's circle, aside from those who have already retired, she and Liang Yanran are equally divided, and the rest are only worthy of carrying shoes for them.

Zhao Ninghan is one of them.

She once acted as a maidservant in a Gongdou drama.

Unexpectedly, she and Liang Yanran had accidents one after another, so that Zhao Ninghan seized the opportunity to climb up and achieve her current status.

In her and Liang Yanran's black draft, this handwriting is indispensable.

Zhao Ninghan's method of climbing up is not so glorious.

Zheng Qing narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly.

What she hates the most is that others step on her to climb up.

Zhao Ninghan suddenly felt a chill on her back, she quickly wrapped her down jacket tightly, and muttered: "What's the weather, it's so cold, the rehearsal in the morning, is the program crew humane?"

"Sister Han, you must not say that. It would be bad if the staff heard it. Sister Gao said hello to the program team and said that you are not feeling well. First coordinate the rehearsal of your program, and we can leave early today. .”

The most annoying thing about rehearsals is waiting. For such a big party, with tens of thousands of performers and behind-the-scenes staff, it is very difficult to coordinate and coordinate. Before the rehearsal, a lot of time was wasted in waiting.

After entering the building, the assistant put away the umbrella and went upstairs under the leadership of the staff.

"Miss Zhao, your rehearsal time is at eleven o'clock. Please wait in the lounge. There is hot water and snacks inside. If you need anything, please contact me."

The other party took her to the lounge and left.

Zhao Ninghan stood up abruptly, "Stop, the time notified yesterday was clearly nine o'clock, how could it be eleven o'clock?"

The staff members were a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, Ms. Zhao, this is the notice I received."

"Call your person in charge, I'd like to see what he said."

"I'm sorry Miss Zhao, Director Ruan is very busy, I'm afraid I don't have time to see you alone."

After the staff left, Zhao Ninghan pointed in the direction of the door angrily: "Is this the way you talk to me? The agreed time has changed. Why, do I have the words bullying written on my face?"

"Sister Han, calm down." The assistant unscrewed the thermos and handed it to her.

Zhao Ninghan slapped her hand away: "What do you drink? People are stepping on their faces. Can you drink it?"

"Sister Han, this matter is not as serious as you said. There are so many people rehearsing so many programs. Maybe there is something wrong with the overall planning. This is the main station, let's keep a low profile..."

But Zhao Ninghan just couldn't swallow this breath. After she became famous, she was always praised by others wherever she went. How could she ever suffer such anger.

"Go out and inquire, what's going on?"

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Ming Jing's appearance did not attract too many people's attention, because this is the place where there is no shortage of celebrities. Ming Jing wears a mask. After all, she is not popular in the streets and alleys. In terms of nationality, she is incomparable with some public celebrities. .

"Miss Ran, hello, I'm in charge of your program matchmaking, just call me Xiao Chen, I'll take you to the studio."

"Excuse me." The girl's voice was gentle and cold.

Xiao Chen was mad in his heart, but smiled restrainedly on his face: "No trouble, this is what I should do."

"Miss Ran, this is the first time you have participated in a TV show. Are you nervous to stand on such a big stage all of a sudden?"

Ming Jing shook his head: "It's okay."

"Miss Ran, I have some details to communicate with you about this show. Have you read the manuscript? Memorize it. It doesn't matter if you don't memorize it well. You can get the manuscript during the rehearsal, and the preparation tape will be recorded the day after tomorrow. At that time, it must be withdrawn.”

Ming Jing smiled and said nothing, Xiao Chen thought she knew how to memorize it, but I heard that she is still a top student, so it shouldn't be too difficult to memorize manuscripts.

"There are also positions on the stage. Your show requires 24 children to perform dances. At that time, these children will rehearse with you. At the same time, the program team arranged for several children who have been helped by your foundation to appear on the show with you. Interaction, the duration is controlled within four minutes, and then the children's chorus..."

Xiao Chen explained all the way, when the bluetooth headset on her ear suddenly flickered, Xiao Chen looked serious, and then said: "Sorry Miss Ran, you may have to wait in the lounge, your rehearsal time is ten o'clock bell."

Zheng Qing was about to speak, when a group of people walked over mightily, screams and the sound of frantically pressing the shutter could be heard from a long distance away.

Zheng Qing squinted his eyes and snorted, "It's not that enemies don't get together."

Surrounded by the crowd, the man in the leather jacket and sunglasses is so cool that he is always the focus of the crowd wherever he goes.

Xiao Chen exclaimed: "Qu Feitai?"

After the words fell, he realized that something was inappropriate, so he quickly covered his mouth, but his eyes couldn't hide his excitement.

Ming Jing and his team were sticking to the base of the wall, and when Qu Feitai walked over, a large group of people surrounded him.

Zheng Qingcui said: "This kid is playing handsome again."

The group of young girls had no scruples, they were afraid that they would not be able to keep up with Qu Feitai's footsteps, a group of people rushed over, and the corridor was relatively narrow, a young girl squeezed aside her without even looking at the mirror , as if he disliked the mirror in the way.

Zheng Qing quickly grabbed Ming Jing: "Be careful."

Ming Jing moved a step faster than Zheng Qing, and the girl's arm brushed Ming Jing's ear.

Qu Feitai in the crowd suddenly stopped and turned to look at the girl.

The girl's cheeks were flushed with excitement, and she pinched her companion's arm desperately: "Is Xiaofei looking at me? He noticed me, he noticed me..."

Qu Feitai said indifferently: "Thank you very much for everyone's love for me. You can come and go here because you have your own work. If you don't do your own work, please don't affect everyone's work, okay?"

His voice was extremely gentle, and when he sang, it was so clear and elegant, but when he asked in a low voice, there was an unquestionable firmness.

For a while, everyone was intoxicated by the sound, until someone reacted first, with a embarrassed face, and the crowd slowly dispersed.

No wonder everyone was so excited, Qu Feitai had disappeared for too long, to see him in person, for everyone, it was harder than winning the first prize, and everyone didn't care about it for a while.

Huang Chao was relieved, Xiao Fei had really matured, and he didn't have the patience to tell people so much if he had to put it aside.

Turning his gaze, he saw the girl standing against the wall. Even though she was wearing a mask, Huang Chao recognized her at a glance.

He asked in surprise, "Miss Ming Jing?"

Qu Feitai raised the corners of his lips, and left with big strides: "Let's go."

Huang Chao trotted to follow, and looked back frequently: "Then... isn't that Miss Ming Jing? So she really participated in this Spring Festival Gala."

No wonder Xiao Fei spoke just now, and his feelings were still for the sake of the mirror.

Zheng Qing clenched his fists: "The feeling is that this kid stole your rehearsal, so bear with him for a while."

The power of the entertainment industry only depends on the celebrity status. Qu Feitai is a top-tier singer in the industry, a powerful singer, and wherever he goes, he is a figure that the organizer holds on top of his heart.

Of course, the program team had to pinch his time, for fear that the ancestor would wait a minute longer.

This is the difference between red and not red.

After hearing Zheng Qing's words, Xiao Chen frowned and glanced at him.

I thought that this person was not small, and he actually said that to Qu Feitai.

Although Ming Jing came from a wealthy family, she was from Jiangzhou, so she was not enough in Jingzhou, not to mention she was not a celebrity, so of course she couldn't compare with a big name like Qu Feitai.

Xiao Chen took Ming Jing to the lounge and left. Only the first-line celebrities can enjoy the separate lounge. In this lounge, there are also a few actors and singers who are not very popular in the circle. There are a few in the corner wearing A dancer in the same dance costume is applying makeup in front of the mirror. .

After Ming Jing came in, several people stared at her and looked at her. Ming Jing sat calmly on the rest chair and took a book from his bag to read.

A dancing girl curled her lips, "Who is she? She's a little cheeky. I've never seen her before. She's reading a book here? What's she pretending to be, and she doesn't have a camera."

Another girl took a look at it, and hooked her lips: "Those who have coffee seats have their own separate lounges, will they squeeze together with us? Probably a newcomer, and set up a person here."

It's not uncommon for celebrities to be designed by human beings, but reading a book at the rehearsal site of the Spring Festival Gala, isn't this B outfit a bit too big?

Zheng Qing couldn't sit still, "You guys wait here, I'll go out for a walk."

"Mr. Qing." Tao Xianxian called to stop her.

Zheng Qing saw the uneasiness in the other party's eyes, and raised her chin to signal her to look at Ming Jing: "Can I learn from your lady? There is nothing to be afraid of. I have been to this place many times."

Ming Jing was very serious while reading, and Tao Xianxian didn't dare to disturb her, so she could only play with her phone.

The assistant ran in and took a sip of water: "Sister Han, I found out that it is Qu Feitai who is rehearsing right now."

Upon hearing that it was Qu Feitai, Zhao Ninghan sighed: "It's him, forget it."

Even though Qu Feitai is young, he has won many music awards. In the circle, strength is a symbol of status. The only thing Zhao Ninghan is better than him is probably his seniority. Unfortunately, this qualification is not enough to surpass Qu Feitai.

Subconsciously rubbing her belly, she suddenly asked: "This is Qu Feitai's first year participating in the Spring Festival Gala, right?"

"Yes, Sister Han. I heard that the program group invited him before, but he rejected him every time. He is the only one who dares to refuse the program group of the Spring Festival Gala."

Zhao Ninghan snorted lightly: "You are young after all."

There is willful capital when you are young, but unfortunately, it is still here.

"His rehearsal will take less than two hours?"

"This... Sister Han, the news of the program group is tightly blocked. I just found out that the rehearsal at ten o'clock is also an acquaintance. I met her before at the fashion festival of Fengling Magazine in Jiangzhou. .”

Zhao Ninghan frowned: "Luo Ziyin?"

"No no, she is not a star, she can neither sing nor dance."

"Then what is she doing here? Standing up? Who the hell don't play tricks in front of me."

"Mingjing, the one who filmed the variety show with Qu Feitai, there was a lot of noise about the murder a few days ago, have you forgotten?"

Zhao Ninghan finally pulled this person out from her memory, and snorted: "So it's her, why is she here to join in the fun as an amateur? Does she also want to enter the entertainment industry? Want to overwhelm me? Dreaming!"

"It shouldn't be. I heard that her show this time is a recitation. Her charity work is very successful. When she was involved in a murder case before, some black fans picked up her foundation. The accounts are very clean. Announcement, even black fans can't make a mistake, and the program team also took a fancy to her influence in charity, so they invited her."

"Why do you do charity? Because there are ghosts in your heart. You really believe that she is a Bodhisattva descending from the earth. I think the murder case before was not groundless. Maybe some means were used to suppress it."

Are there still few celebrities doing charity in the circle? But when it falls, it is also the dirtiest.

In this circle, charity is just a means, a tool for whitewashing.

Even she herself will do some charity to beautify her image, and those rich people are not stingy with it.

This is the only one who is reliable and popular in charity. Zhao Ninghan really wants to learn from the marketing team behind her. This person is too successful.

Seeing that it was almost ten o'clock, Zhao Ninghan stood up: "Let's go, it's time."

The assistant glanced at his watch: "It's not yet eleven o'clock, why don't you wait a little longer, the studio doesn't have such comfortable chairs."

Zhao Ninghan gave her a white look: "Are you stupid? Why do I have to wait until eleven o'clock for the rehearsal? My time is very precious, how can I waste it waiting."

An amateur also wants her to wait, so go ahead and dream.

The fashion festival last time made her stand out, and Zhao Ninghan was embarrassed. Okay, Jiangzhou is not her home game, so she endured it.

But this is Jingzhou, her territory, and when the dragon comes, she has to hold it.

The assistant quickly supported her, "Sister Han, is this not very good?"

"What are you afraid of? This is Jingzhou, not Jiangzhou."

When Ding Jing was waiting, the staff explained to her how to move. Not far away, Director Ruan was negotiating with the lighting engineer.

The figure is smoother and slender than that of a dancer, standing there quietly, smiling, gentle and silent, the soft light falls on her body, beautiful like a classical = landscape painting.

"Director, sorry, I'm late."

When Ming Jing was about to take the stage, a voice of laughing came in.