I Don’t Want To Work Hard Anymore

"Prepare one minute before recording!"

As soon as the director finished shouting, the executive director heard a voice: "Sorry for being late!"

The executive director breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly shouted: "Hurry up! Get your makeup and hair out, and I'll go back for you!"

"Thank you director!"

Chu He, who could also be called Qian Duoduo, finally sat on the makeup stool and asked the makeup artist of the show crew to treat her face. Even if he changed transportation all the way and had physical exertion, he only took a few breaths, and his complexion was particularly rosy.

"Your skin is really good." The makeup artist exclaimed.

Chu He nodded, not only the skin is good, the face is pinched well, the figure is even better, the other cheatings on the top, the aesthetics are always online.

Opened the phone, countless little red dots rushed towards her, invited her to perform martial arts on the platform, martial arts gyms, gyms, investment agents, real estate agents, plumbing repairers, lottery stations... Chu He responded one by one, and the makeup artist accidentally caught a glimpse of this The situation couldn't help but feel slanderous, this beauty looked coldly serious, could she not be a sea king?

"Are your costumes ready?" the makeup artist asked.

Chu He looked up: "Just this one on him."

Makeup artist: …it’s not bad, it’s just too simple. White T-shirt and black trousers and sneakers, if it weren't for this beautiful face and temperament, I don't know where it is a female student who just went to college.

After packing up casually, Chu He stretched his tendons casually, and walked towards the recording hall of the "Wulin Conference".

Players enter the arena one by one. Before entering the stadium, they will introduce their personal information and show them to the audience, which is similar to a normal draft. From this time on, the audience can choose their favorite players, but the degree of appearance that can impress people is actually not high. If you want to really stand out, good-looking figures, strong martial arts skills, and interesting personalities are all competitive weapons.

There were only two girls left in front of Chu He, the last standing in the waiting position. She heard one of the girls say: "A good martial arts competition, like a draft, is not an Israeli fool."

"That's why you can't look at it. The essence is a talent show. In this society, martial arts is not as popular as aerobics. The audience just wants to watch beautiful women fight each other."

Chu He stretched his head and looked forward. It turned out that the players who were appearing on the stage did not punch or practice weapons, but danced and won the cheers from the audience.

Chu He:...

So you like to do this on this show?

Finally waited until Chu He played. She took a deep breath and walked onto the stage, which caused a small exclamation as soon as she appeared.

There are not many people who know "a lot of money", and most of the exclamation comes from Chu He's appearance.

After introducing himself, Chu He smiled at the five judges in front of him: "I can't sing or dance. Can I just fight a set of punches?"

The show has five judges, three professional martial arts competition judges, a retired basketball star, and a handsome traffic star. The traffic star also serves as the host of the show.

The host smiled and said: "Singing and dancing are personal talents, which can be displayed or not, and only martial arts performances are required for the first appearance."

Chu He: "Scared me to death. I thought I couldn't win the championship if I couldn't dance."

Director: …Who is this guy who came to tear down the stage?

With the sound of the music, everyone on the stage changed their expressions.

It took only three minutes for a set of punches to come down. Chu He stood still, breathing well, looked at the host, and conveyed a simple and clear meaning: can it be done?

The four judges immediately met and exchanged ideas. Moderator: Thank you, you can go find a seat and sit down.

It was not until Chu He sat down that he heard the squeaky voices of the people around him:

"Who is this guy, so awesome! It just feels like the studio is going to be blown off by her for a set of boxing."

"It's not that...but it does have a solid trick, a tricky angle, and a good-looking action."

"What kind of punch is she, can you tell?"

"It seems to be an ordinary Changquan, but I haven't seen many moves."

Chu He said in his heart that he hadn't seen it before. This boxing book was handed down from ancient times, and it was something for the old lady to eat.

The line of martial arts, with the development of social civilization, must be gradually declining. The current civilization of the earth has developed to this stage. The lost martial arts is as majestic as the lost literary school, but the development of human civilization seems to be inseparable from literature. , But many treasures of martial arts have been submerged in the long river of history and passed away quietly. The only ones left are in the hands of a few people, and slowly they are useless.

For example, in this show, it is already relatively difficult to find 50 girls who know how to martial arts. Besides, there are still some topics. They are very good-looking and have basic qualities that can be achieved.

It is estimated that the champion selected by the show may not necessarily be a game, but should be a star in the mixed entertainment industry. It is conceivable that this show will arouse martial arts professional enthusiasts and melon audiences. The huge controversy, word of mouth is probably not good.

But these have nothing to do with Chu He. She has only one purpose: to be a champion and make money.

Behind the camera, Tan Yue stared at Chu He unblinkingly, terribly focused.

Shen Shiwan watched for a while, and sincerely commented: "Being beautiful, in good shape, and explosive, she can drive a lot of popularity at the current stage of this festival." She looked at her friends and asked hesitantly, "Are you? Think she is a good seed, want to train her to act in your company?"

Tan Yue seemed to come back to her senses. He smiled and squinted at her: "Who said that? I just greedy her face and body."

Shen Shiwan coughed twice, and there were a lot of staff around, and they didn't have the consciousness of being a shadow queen at all.

Tan Yue squinted her eyes and thought for a while: "Do you lack people for this show?"

Shen Shiwan: "...?!"

"I'm on this, okay?"

…

The first stage is divided into groups for preliminary ratings, and the players are grouped for intensive training. A week later, the first round of competitions will be conducted in the form of group martial arts performances and individual martial arts performances, and 10 people will be eliminated by then.

Chu He is still quite happy, not because she was rated A, but because she can live in the dormitory of the program group without worrying about her apartment where the rent is due for two days.

At the end of the first stage recording, the program team went to the dormitory to take a shot and left work. The remaining tasks were handed over to the cameras in the dormitory rooms, corridors, and exercise rooms from all angles.

As soon as Chu He put away the luggage of one of his backpacks, he stringed up business cards from one room to another, saying that he could find me alive.

Players:...

Coincidentally, the two girls who were waiting in the backstage happened to become roommates with her. The Tucao program group only knows that Israel’s fool is called Hai Tian. He has a wealthy family and has just gone to college. Learning martial arts is a personal hobby. The girl with her is Fang Xinrui, who has been studying in a martial arts school since she was a child, and now she works as a martial artist in a film and television base.

Hai Tian: "You have a lot of money, tell the truth, did you come to find a job."

Chu He: "No, I'm actually here to win the championship."

Several people laughed and laughed, Fang Xinrui pulled Chu He's clothes: "Don't always talk about winning the championship, we are all competitors, and someone will target you because of this."

Chu He said indifferently: "For chanting, people just have to have dreams. Anyway, I don't have any loss if I don't win the championship. It's good for the show team to take care of everything. If I win the championship, I earn it."

Fang Xinrui breathed a sigh of relief: "You have a big heart."

Chu He patted her on the shoulder: "I just have a pure goal. For example, many people may come to be famous. I am different. I want to make money. If someone wants this championship, I can give more money. Just quit."

Speaking of this Hai Tian, ​​I was a little angry: "We practice martial arts are very rare, and to run such a show is actually insulting the reputation of martial arts practitioners!"

Fang Xinrui smiled and said: "There is no way. It's just because my family was poor, I didn't learn well, and it's easy to find a martial arts job. How many people really take the inheritance of martial arts seriously."

Chu He listened to them quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.

It was late at night and most people fell asleep. Tan Yue was sent to the restaurant door by a few successful middle-aged men.

"If President Tan is not busy at night, my resort is newly opened, do you want to relax?"

Tan Yue shook hands with the middle-aged man, with familiar smiles on his face: "No, there are still some things that have not been done."

"Mr Tan has everything to do, pay attention to his body." The middle-aged man showed a look that I understand, meaning to point.

Seeing him with a smile, Tan Yue acquiesced, put on a suit jacket and stepped into the car. Several men respectfully watched her leave.

"This woman." The middle-aged man wanted to comment a few words, but he didn't know how to comment. He could only sigh with emotion: "It's a ruthless character."

Tan Yue's car did not go home and went straight to Houlang Film and Television Company.

Shen Shiwan, who was working overtime, was shocked when she saw her and the whole family: "You can't possibly, just because of the kid you just met?"

Tan Yue wrapped in a suit jacket and nested on the sofa in her office. The silk skirt was contoured to show the curve below the waist. She held her head lightly with one hand: "Bring me a glass of water."

"How much did you drink?"

"Not much."

Shen Shiwan came over with a cup of warm water, and Tan Yue reached out and took it, sipping it.

Shen Shiwan crossed her arms and leaned at her desk to look at her: "Is it better?"

Tan Yue nodded and raised his chin lightly: "How are you thinking about it? If you can, sign it now."

Shen Shiwan was silent for a while and said, "Yueyue, have you not been in a relationship recently? Would you like me to introduce a few well-known people..."

Tan Yue snorted: "I look so hungry?"

Shen Shiwan: "How can you be hungry anymore? If it weren't for someone in my dormitory, would you just take people home?"

"That's not enough, I will never force anyone."

Shen Shiwan rolled his eyes, took two folders from the desk and threw them to the woman in a long skirt: "Look for yourself, sign as you like. It's my honor to come to you, a big Buddha."

Tan Yue opened the first folder, which was the "Wulin Conference" flying guest contract. This program was decided a few months ago by the five judges, and Tan Yue intervened in the middle, only to give the name of a flying guest. The president of the company heard that Tan Yue didn't like the variety show for cultivating acting skills. Instead, he wanted to participate in this joke show for the vice president, and he was busy drawing up the latest contract for her to see.

"The conditions can still be discussed." Shen Shi Wan said.

Tan Yue glanced hurriedly, then signed his name below.

Open the second folder, which is the personal resume information of "Much Money".

"25 years old?"

"What's the problem?"

Tan Yue shook his head: "Have you all seen her ID card?"

Shen Shiwan was a little strange, and still replied: "I checked, he was born in 1995, orphan, and has no criminal information."

"No information about previous schooling?"

"No, we don't ask about this, and don't look at academic qualifications."

Tan Yue thought for a while, then closed the folder: "I took this away."

Shen Shiwan nodded: "The program has been recorded. I will ask the assistant to send you a schedule when I turn back. You should be present at the first stage of the competition, one week later."

"No." Tan Yue got up with the folder and smiled at Shen Shi.

"From tomorrow, I will come every day."