This Cannon Fodder is Covered by Me!

Brokers are diligent, and a job report takes hours.

Today's water heater is particularly powerful. The small artist who was robbed of the bathroom wrapped a large towel and was warmly carried out of the bathroom by the agent and placed on the bed.

"Probably that's it ... do you remember it all?"

Finally, the report was closed to the ear. Gu Hanshan helped him put on his pajamas, leaned against the bed, and rubbed the children to dry the fluffy hair: "Let's go to bed after watching two episodes, OK? "

Lu Yunsheng looked up at him, and his black eyes were steamed by the fog: "Is it work to watch the show?"

The work is charged, the gold broker raises his eyebrows slightly, immediately understands, lowers his head and gently touches his lips: "checkout."

The entertaining little entertainer arched his eyebrows and laid the bed contentedly.

The little animal was diligently flopping, and the warm light of the table lamp fell on him, pulling a long shadow away. With a light shake, there was boundless sweetness in my heart.

Gu Hanshan stopped at the door and looked at him quietly for a while, then quickly walked out in a good mood, simply cleaned up the living room, took the charged tablet, and made him milk every night before bed.

Both people want to give the best to each other. They can work hard in the kitchen every day and feed each other with one heart, without much effort.

Gu Hanshan ate well and slept well, but in the past few days, he has lost all his previous thoughts. The weight that he lost a while ago has been made up, and his physical strength has obviously recovered. Occasionally, he feels better and wants to move. It has become a habit to come to the last time.

However, no matter how much Lu Yunsheng ate, his physical data only floated two places after the decimal point.

Gu Hanshan gazed at it for a week, and finally couldn't help but add a small snack before bed to the children.

... Sweet milk is also vegetarian.

The strict agent insisted on not changing his plan, broadening the range calmly, groaning down against the gurgling bubbling milk, remembering the time, adding a spoonful and a half of sugar, and brought it back to the bed together.

"Can You Eat" quickly became popular as soon as it was launched-the show was designed to coincide with the national talents, and the guests' sense of variety was good. Both predecessors are approachable, and the young are also sensible. They are not front-line traffic artists, and fans are not arrogant. It is a rare stream in a variety of arts that are under the shadow of a sword and sword.

It ’s rare for two of them when An Ansheng was watching a variety show together. Gu Hanshan found two episodes with a high volume of play. While massaging Lu Yunsheng's shoulders and necks, there was a sentence that explained the variety of shooting and editing techniques with him. .

Lu Deng hasn't seen much variety shows, and I still can't appreciate the interesting aspects of these shows. Leaning on the small mouth between Gu Hanshan's arms, he drank sweet milk, and watched intently with a group of people following the scales being shaved, the traps were not allowed, and the stove's mouth was turned back when the fire was in the wild. . Although Gu Hanshan said that during the live broadcast, guests can actually find box lunches from the crew, but it is still difficult to control themselves. They are deeply worried about whether this group of people will starve to death in the mountains.

The enterprising little entertainer looked at the tablet anxiously for half an hour and was taken back by the mechanical sounds in his head.

"Host, I have told them to spread the truth!"

The system bought the company and just let the public relations department secretly start the operation through the online meeting. Gao Xing Xing came back to report to him: "When will we fire Tan Yizhe? I am ready for the contract!"

"Wait a second, don't worry."

Lu Deng sent him a little red flower. Thinking about the experience left over from the last entertainment world, he patiently explained to him: "To fire him now, but to help him ... wait for the right time."

In the entertainment industry, it is difficult to make a qualitative decision, even if it is done, people will treat it as white, whether it can be washed clean or not.

For now, it is enough to let the netizens begin to doubt the truth of the matter in a subtle way. Tan Yizhe is the villain chosen by the protagonist. The black material will be shaken out in the conflict with the protagonist. At that time, the best shot is.

Lu Yunsheng was pondering the next arrangement, his shoulder strength suddenly sinking, his head subconsciously looked up, and the agent who was still working had accidentally fallen asleep first.

After all, it is a fire variety show, plus a faceless character has countless people staring, not to mention the permanent presence of guests. To run this resource down, it is impossible to say that it is effortless.

Gu Hanshan didn't take a good rest a few days ago. Today, he went out and ran all day early. After all, he couldn't relax physically and mentally, and he found his sleep unconsciously.

Lu Yunsheng didn't say a word, closed the tablet and laid it down, carefully holding him down.

"Yunsheng?"

Gu Hanshan was just sleeping, and he woke up when he touched it. He met the concerned dark eyes, rubbed his neck, and smiled helplessly: "Drowsy ... why don't you call me, do you still watch?"

"Don't watch, I remember."

Lu Yunsheng shook his head, hugged him and gave a penalty: "It's been too hard lately ..."

The milky kiss fell on the lips, and the exhausted agent's heart was so warm. He raised his head and smiled at him. He grabbed people around him with one hand, tasted the palate, and searched for the sweetness. "No hard work, I like it."

I like to run resources for Lu Yunsheng, like to make future plans for Lu Yunsheng, and go out to talk about his artist's back is straight.

Today, the familiar director also asked him that he had fallen to the ground. Why did he have to get up and run a second time, he just smiled and didn't return, but he knew better than anyone.

Lu Yunsheng blinked, and the soft light of the table lamp fell to the bottom of his eyes, exuding soft light.

"like you……"

Gu Hanshan sighed contentedly, rubbing the whole person into his arms, taking a breath and preparing to consult the opinions of his own artist. The child in his arms raised his head and blocked it quite predictably, and bit him by the way Sip.

This is probably the meaning of "OK, OK, OK (Ask again)".

The gold medal agent perfectly translated the body language of his own small artist, holding the kiss for himself, under a lot of loose clothing, and covering his back with a cool back.

...

Fifty-five minutes later, the agent who didn't sleep well went to the bathroom again with the little artist he had brought bad.

The hurricane caused by meda has not passed yet. One night is destined to be turbulent. Some people slept sleeplessly, and some people slept asleep.

In the country villa, Tan Yizhe, who was alive and guilty, walked back and forth violently, slamming his mobile phone aside, and almost got angry in his eyes.

"Why the company hasn't responded yet-where have the public relations gone ?! Why don't we go to the censorship! Just let them end up here?"

"Our control is easy here. The official comment area of ​​meda is difficult to negotiate. They don't work overtime at night and can only negotiate tomorrow ..."

The new agent beside Tan Yizhe had no idea. He would just follow him, be trained to raise his head, and follow him carefully.

"I tried the meaning of the company. I don't know why. The attitude suddenly became very vague. When I went to ask today, I knew that the public relations department-the team building about the brokerage incident had been withdrawn ..."

Not only has it been withdrawn, the Legal Department has even set out to investigate the truth of the facts. They couldn't even hear the wind.

The agent instinctively felt wrong, but did not dare to tell him directly, staring at Tan Yizhe's almost violent look: "Tang brother, is the company angry because we forcibly exchanged the endorsements with meda? Or should I tomorrow--"

"It's impossible. Mostly because I watched Hanshan and held up another one, I moved my heart and wanted to throw an olive branch."

Tan Yizhe interrupted with a somber expression on his face, with some ruthless expressions in his eyes: "Follow me, am I afraid he will announce the fact? The company is now standing on a boat with me. If you don't want to be scolded with Gu Hanshan, you have to Holding his nose and squinting ... "

The reason why he dared to have no fear of this matter was his own calculations.

Things have been settled, and everything can be pulled on conspiracy theories.

Gu Hanshan himself gave evidence to say that he had deliberately forged to find a way out. Some people speak for Gu Hanshan, that is, embarrassing each other. Many of their affairs are unclear. Gu Hanshan's evidence is recognized in the industry, but the lawsuit is more difficult. Even if Gu Hanshan dares to kill the net, he can find someone to clean up the other party.

If the company really intends to face itself and take the risk to clarify for Gu Hanshan, it would be better ...

Tan Yizhe narrowed his eyes and sneered at the corners of his mouth.

He is now following the route of bitter lovers to set up abuse, and the worse the situation, the more fans buy. Even if the company clarified that it fell into the eyes of fans, it was undoubtedly that the company and Gu Hanshan were oppressing the artist. He happened to be solo, and no one would accuse him of forgetting the book.

It can also explain the poor performance this time.

Knocking out a cigarette and letting the assistant light it up, Tan Yizhe took a sigh of spit, spit it out, and glanced gloomily at the comments: "This ... is it a personal attack on the Internet?"

He also knows that he didn't shoot well--the more the bearded director's face became more ugly, and finally he even changed his clothes casually to finish shooting, apparently he was not satisfied with the shooting.

He still had fire in the back of the photo. If it wasn't for the assistant's desperate pull, he might have to clash with the film crews who held up and down.

However, it was just a malfunction, and it was endless to be forced out!

The assistant saw that his face was still heavy, and he nodded scrupulously, nodding cautiously: "Forget it, brother Tan, we will find a way to mobilize our fans by going back to the meda official microblog, and give them some pressure ... "

Tan Yizhe looked a little hesitant, lengheng: "I never said that."

"Yes, brother Tan rest assured, it's all on my own initiative."

The assistant's roots were trembling, but he still gritted his teeth and nodded, and put away the tablet on the table, pulling the agent out of the house.

Just in time for Friday night, many people cherish the opportunity to sleep late the next day, and night owls have doubled over the working day. Tan Yizhe turned to meda, the official post politely thanking Weibo. The comments are now refreshing in a second.

Sentenced in public ... why?

Seriously, how do you think Master Tan has a temperament? Is it a good thing for the family to give the old agent a sacrifice to the heat? Who is next to be sacrificed, new agent? assistant Manager? driver?

Trouble to speak politely :) What did the broker do? Tan Yizhe's support will top Weibo. He was forced to run through the manuscript, carrying a bunch of messy small programs on his back, and had good resources to not give him light to others. Our young master spent so much time in the early stages, and the company only saw him as valuable and changed his agent. Is this a deserved sacrifice for God?

Wake up, do you really think it's your agent's fault? Go check when meda started looking for a spokesperson. The agent must spend a lot of effort to run the relationship, in order to bring a little star who has been popular for a few days to this level of endorsements, and later found that he was lit by the sky lantern ... I beg you Master Tan to be a returnee.

I went ... just checked, is this really the case? ? ? Confused, doesn't it mean that the agent has squeezed the exploiting artist and has not given resources?

The gold broker, the stars brought out can circle Tan Yizhe three times hand in hand, how much money you have in your hand can be estimated. Those endorsements, even if the endorsement fee is all paid to the agent, can others not see it and not necessarily use it to make money?

...

The newly remarked comments were dazzling, the assistant instinctively stunned, and a cold sweat broke out behind him. Skillfully getting ready to delete these articles, when he clicked on one of the comments, he suddenly became hesitant.

Who will be the next sacrifice ... agent, driver, or him?

The uncontrollable fear was mixed with the sad desolation of the rabbit and the dead fox. He jumped quickly in his heart. The assistant's hand shook and the tablet landed on the hard ground. The screen flashed twice and it was completely dark.

"What's wrong--is it dizzy? Well, I'm dizzy ..."

The agent was taken aback and quickly raised his hand to help him, sighing sadly: "Tomorrow, the little artist has new resources. The live broadcast of" Can I Eat It "? Dwell, I haven't brought Tan Gora back. "

The assistant shook his head firmly, and then whispered with a heartbeat for a while: "Slowly, everything is there."

"If I take it slowly, I'll probably get out of here."

The agent laughed bitterly at himself, shook his head heavily, picked up the tablet and went out: "Tan Ge said, look for an outsourcing team tomorrow. When the live artist comes out, he will brush the barrage madly. Why not? Go out and get in touch ... don't sleep again tonight. "

The assistant stood in place, didn't keep up, his eyes quietly dimmed.

At 7 pm the next day, the live broadcast of "Can I Eat" started as scheduled.

Lu Yunsheng's role was solicited by the program group. According to the strict requirements of netizens, there was no language throughout the process, and the meaning was all based on the reminder cards prepared by the program group, trying to play the reminder effect of walking.

At the time of the public call, many people were looking forward to the effect of the revision, and some people were worried that it would add to the mix. Finally, it was expected that the revised new program would be online, and many viewers had already opened the live broadcast early.

This time the location was chosen in a wood near the foot of the mountain.

Although it was the same night as Tan Yizhe, Liang Ming was much more approachable and had a better variety. In just ten minutes at the beginning, it was a smooth match with the resident guests.

In recent days, it is still hot, but the location of the program group is not as comfortable as the air-conditioned room because it is surrounded by mountains and rivers and wind in the forest. The tranquil scenery of the forest makes the screen full of emerald green and refreshing, which evokes the strong yearning of netizens, and the barrage that seeks the coordinates flashes the screen.

Several people walked deep into the forest and suddenly realized what looked like Qi Qi looked up, the camera rose, and landed on a figure between the branches.

The barrage was quiet for a moment, and suddenly the number soared, squeezing the screen tightly.

What kind of fairy face is my God? ? Did the show team suddenly add filters? !!

Two guests today? !! Is there such a great appearance? ?

Not often mixed in entertainment circles, short-sighted, seeking new guests name Weibo live room number through-train! I'm going to take this face to eat!

I don't know who is in the circle ... Whose lost brother is this? No one wants to take it away whine (* ≧ 3) (e ≦ *)

...

Gu Hanshan followed the camera crew, guarded the live room distractedly, and watched the barrage passing on the screen. His lips couldn't help but tilted up, and he reported the barrage to be carried.

His family.

Not lost, not to carry.

There is no doubt that the show crew was suddenly distressed and added a filter-Lu Yunsheng was sitting among the branches, wearing a design of pure white short-sleeved sportswear, and a conspicuous bright red armband. The exposed skin is also white and delicate, and it does not mind falling in the bright sunlight, and it can shake people's heart at first glance.

It seems that I don't know how good-looking I am. It seems that the young man who lives in the forest naturally tilts his head slightly, stepping on his left leg and stepping on a tree branch. The visitor looked curiously.

"It's really good. It's better than any seedling you brought before."

He was happy, and the director couldn't help but poke his head back, and glanced at the scene that almost collapsed the barrage server: "But-he just sat on it, really don't need the help of the show crew? "

When the design came out, Lu Yunsheng insisted on choosing this one, and Gu Hanshan actually condoned him to the end. The director was really worried that the child jumped off the tree and rushed straight to the street. He deliberately found a ticket for the rescue team to follow. He was worried all the way, for fear of any live broadcast accident.

They are doing a webcast. The live broadcast format is the first attempt in the platform. The funds in their hands are quite limited because they need to approve collaborative documents and have Tiannan Haibei run around. The servers used are also eliminated by other live broadcast platforms. , Stuck every now and then, and was talked by netizens about the poorest program group in history.

In case of a live broadcast accident, maybe the server will really be crowded and exploded ...

"No, he's fine."

Gu Hanshan smiled, looked up, and glanced through the crowd, falling on the spirited figure.

Lu Yunsheng seemed to know where he was, and just happened to look at that moment. His eyebrows bent towards him, his curved left leg exerted strength, and a tree vine was held in his hand for a little while, and the whole man had swept lightly and stood firmly in front of everyone.

"Pretty!"

The director didn't hold back, blurted out a praise, grabbed Gu Hanshan: "Where did you get the treasure ?! It's not to blow to you, just rely on his appearance, coupled with our current traffic, we can have it tomorrow. Tens of thousands are preparing to check the coordinates to steal him ... "

Gu Hanshan :? !!

The gold broker sat uprightly, alertly turning back: "Really?"

"Really, don't lie to you, it was the roast rabbit we made last time."

The director didn't know what he was worried about, and felt his chin contentedly: "No thanks, you can borrow him for two more days ..."

The author has something to say: Regret, No, No Regret, Gold, Broker: My family! !!

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