The Richest Man Starts From Falling In Love

All the "main scenes" have been recorded, and the scene is still busy, and various materials are re-shot under the command of the director.

Chu Yao patted his buttocks and walked backstage.

My overall performance this time, I feel that I am not bad, with the skin in the waves and the skin in the skin.

The sense of lens is a wonderful thing.

I was a little nervous at the beginning, but after the initial discomfort period, I quickly entered a state of enjoyment.

After this moment is over, unexpectedly there is something unsatisfactory.

Under the spotlight, in front of the camera, when you know that every word you say will be broadcast in front of millions or even thousands of people...

This feeling, just one word, floats.

It's... vanity.

Tsk.

...

Director's room.

Chu Yao went to look back at the camera.

As soon as he entered the door, he heard Cheng Ye and the others laughing wildly. The three men stared at the No. 4 screen next to them and let out greasy and obscene laughter.

Kuku Kuku Kuku.

Same as tractors.

He laughed so intently that he didn't even hear anyone open the door.

"What laughing?"

Chu Yao asked casually.

Then the three of them turned their heads as if they were electrocuted. Seeing that it was Chu Yao, they frantically switched the viewfinder screens, but it was too late.

Chu Yao clearly saw that the screen was full of various close-ups of himself.

Cross-legged.

Peek at the beautiful lady in the auditorium.

Nostril picking.

She glanced sideways at Zhang Quanlin and smiled strangely.

reaching to the crotch,

Adjust the angle of the gun.

...

Every inconspicuous moment, I didn't notice much, some were just subconscious and habitual movements, but they were all captured extremely clearly.

It's just... Gan.

"President Chu!"

The chair rattled, Cheng Ye stood up, the rippling smile on his face hadn't completely dissipated, but there was a little nervousness in his eyes.

Candid and snapping embarrassing photos of the boss is of course a very cool thing.

But it happened to be caught, that would be too sloppy.

There is a kind of embarrassment and embarrassment of being caught by the teacher in charge of reading martial arts novels, even pornographic novels, when I was in school.

Chu Yao looked at the screen expressionlessly.

To be honest, I was a little confused at the first time, and there was also a dark fire in my heart.

I was just being vain, when suddenly I was poured cold water on my head.

"Who took it?"

"Who cut it?"

Chu Yao asked in a deep voice.

Cheng Ye quickly explained: "Mr. Chu, it's all my fault. It has nothing to do with them."

He is a man, and he took all the blame off himself.

"Okay, let's go to the finance department to settle the wages."

Chu Yao stared at him for a while and said so.

Cheng Ye was stunned for a moment.

This……

At this moment, Chu Yao took out his mobile phone, took a quick photo of his expression at the moment, and then laughed out loud, mocking him.

Cheng Ye: ...

Uh.

I was speechless for a while.

I fully understood that the boss was joking.

Just... just childish.

However, I am naive first.

Can't help scratching his head and smiling.

"Wrong, Mr. Chu, really wrong. In fact, I still have a good intention. I want to take a picture to remind you to pay attention to your posture."

Cheng Ye said with a smile, he justified himself and found any reason.

"Then I have to thank you?"

"Damn you, you only know how to capture these indecent things. Is there any highlight moment?"

"The one who points out the country and inspires words, is handsome and stylish."

Chu Yao patted him on the shoulder, recovered his normal tone, and asked with a smile.

Professional camera equipment, the picture quality is really good, and the subtle expressions can be captured very clearly.

"Yes, yes, yes."

"I captured them all."

Cheng Ye said quickly.

Those materials just now are all clipped tidbits, and the backstage can be fun. In the feature film, it is natural to have as much "magnificence and integrity" as there is.

Chu Yao looked at a few and nodded with satisfaction.

Then I called up the few clips that impressed me on the stage just now, and played them back from the "director's God's perspective". It felt pretty good.

Although I haven't done the post-production yet, I can still watch the original picture with relish.

Chu Yao thinks that this level is pretty good.

After all, making a show is like cooking, you have to pass the chef himself first.

The chef himself thinks it is delicious, but may not be able to satisfy all the guests.

But if the chef himself thinks it is not delicious, then the guests will not be satisfied.

After watching several highlight clips in a row, all of them were quite to my liking, and chatting with them, Chu Yao left the studio.

Now, just wait for it to air.

During the live recording process, the selection results have not yet been fully announced.

After the broadcast, the audience's support for the candidate is also an important indicator that affects the final result, with a weight of about 20%.

Of course, this can all be done in the dark, since it’s just data anyway.

What matters is not the result, but the process of participation.

Although Chu Yao himself is not interested in the "fan circle culture", and even has some disgust, but sometimes, he has to admit that it is reasonable to exist.

In essence...

The behavior of chasing stars is nothing more than two purposes, one is to seek strength, and the other is to find similar people.

Everyone will be strong.

Whether it's a young man with no deep experience in the world, or a billionaire with a net worth of billions, even if it's himself, he will.

"Worshiping Jack Ma" or "worshiping the four-character brother", the nature of the "worship" behavior itself is the same.

There is no superiority or inferiority.

It's just that everyone has different fans because of their different three views and aesthetic orientation.

And... after realizing this kind of mentality, the capital will have a keen insight into the market demand, seek the one that many people want to be in their hearts, and highly condense the "personal characteristics" in it, summarize, and finally be market-oriented , select, and package an idol that conforms to the public's aesthetics as much as possible.

——Chasing stars means chasing the person you want to be but can't be, the things you want to do but can't do, the life you want to live but can't live.

Chu Yao had such a realization.

As the position rises step by step, you will find that the "stereotyped prejudice" that you have formed about things in the "*** era" begins to disintegrate, correct, and give birth to new concepts.

For the same thing, there are more perspectives.

...

There was a sound of crisp footsteps in the corridor.

The high-heeled shoes stepped on the ground, making a thumping sound.

Walking around the corner, Chu Yao saw Zhong Xiaoling.

"Why did you come backstage?"

"I haven't seen it, come and watch it, I think this show is really good."

"Haven't you seen it?"

Chu Yao was a little surprised for a moment.

She was a model before, and she hasn't even seen it backstage?

Zhong Xiaoling pursed her lips, and said in a complaining tone: "I haven't seen it before! Variety shows, even if they are a vase on the show, it is a good opportunity for models. Although they don't earn much, they have exposure."

Uh.

Chu Yao nodded.

It's really hard to mix.

"Do you want to go?"

"I don't want to! I don't want to hang out with that circle anymore, so I just come over to have a look and feel the atmosphere. I used to think that it would be too powerful to be on a variety show, and it would explode in minutes, but now...hehe."

As she said that, she looked at Chu Yao with frivolous eyes and licked her lips.

"Why did you go there?"

she asked again.

Chu Yao: "Go to the studio, let's take a look at the material."

Zhong Xiaoling showed interest: "Oh? Can you take me to see it?"

Chu Yao smiled and waved his hand to refuse: "Can I go to the studio casually? It's a confidential place."

Zhong Xiaoling pouted.

Look around, no one else.

Then leaning into Chu Yao's ear, he smiled softly and said, "What about the fitting room? Can you show me?"

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