The Richest Man Starts From Falling In Love

"The main show" was completely recorded, and the scene was still busy. Under the direction of the director, various materials were filmed.

Chu Yao patted his **** and walked backstage.

My overall performance in this session, I feel okay, with the skin in the waves, and the stability in the skin.

The sense of lens is a wonderful thing.

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

After this moment was over, there was still a bit of meaning quietly born.

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

This feeling is just one word, floating.

It's... vanity.

Gee.

...

Directing room.

Chu Yao went to look back at the camera.

As soon as I walked in, I heard Cheng Ye and the others laughing and laughing wildly. The three men stared at the No. 4 screen next to them, making greasy and wretched laughs.

Library library library library library.

The same as a tractor.

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 around like an electric shock, seeing Chu Yao, hurriedly switching the viewfinder screen, but it was too late.

Chu Yao clearly saw that there were various close-ups of himself on that screen.

It's a cross-legged one.

Peeping at the beautiful young lady in the audience.

Nostril picking.

She glanced sideways at Zhang Quanlin, and smiled strangely.

Reach out to the crotch and adjust the angle of the gun.

...

I didn't notice the inconspicuous moments one by one. Some were just subconscious and habitual movements, but they were all captured very clearly.

It's just... Gan.

"Mr. Chu!"

The chair clashed, Cheng Ye stood up, the smile on his face had not completely dissipated, but his eyes were a little more nervous.

Secretly taking pictures and snapping embarrassing photos of the boss, of course, is a very cool thing.

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

There is a kind of embarrassment and embarrassment of being caught by the teacher in charge of watching martial arts novels or even pornographic novels while going to school.

Chu Yao looked at the screen blankly.

To be honest, it was a bit stunned for the first time, and there was also a turmoil.

I was vain, and suddenly he was pouring cold water on his head.

"Who did it?"

"Who cut it?"

Chu Yao asked in a deep voice.

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

He is a man, and he fights all the pots down by himself.

"Okay, let's go to the finance and settle the salary."

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

Cheng Ye was stunned for an instant.

this……

Chu Yao already took out his mobile phone at this moment, snapped a photo of his expression at the moment, and laughed, taunting him.

Cheng Ye:...

Uh.

Speechless for a while.

I thoroughly understand that the boss is joking.

Just... it's naive.

But, I am childish first.

Can't help but scratch his head and smile.

"Wrong, President Chu, really wrong. Actually, my starting point is still good. I want to take a photo to remind you and pay attention to your posture."

Cheng Ye said with a smile, justifying himself and finding any reason.

"Then I have to thank you?"

"You fucking, you know how to capture these indecent shots. Are there any bright moments?"

"The kind that gives pointers to the country, exhilarates words, and is handsome and stylish."

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

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

"Yes."

"I captured them all."

Cheng Ye said quickly.

Those materials just now are all cut-outs. The backstage is so happy. In the feature film, it is naturally more "weiguangzheng" and very magnificent.

Chu Yao looked at a few photos and nodded in satisfaction.

I tuned out a few episodes that impressed me just now and played it back from the "director's perspective". It felt pretty good.

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

Chu Yao felt that this level was pretty good.

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

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

But if the chef himself does not think it tastes good, then the customer will definitely not be satisfied.

After watching a few high-light clips in a row, they all met my appetite, and after chatting with them, Chu Yao left the studio.

Now, just wait for it to air.

During the on-site recording, 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 operated in the dark, anyway, it's just data.

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

Although Chu Yao himself is not cold and even disgusted with the "rice circle culture", sometimes he has to admit that existence is reasonable.

In essence...

The behavior of chasing stars is nothing more than two purposes, one is to admire strong, and the other is to find the same kind.

Everyone will be strong.

Whether it's a young man who hasn't been involved in the world or a billionaire, even if he is himself, he will.

The nature of "worshiping Jack Ma" or "worshiping the four-character brother" is the same.

There is no difference between superior and inferior.

It's just that because of the different three outlooks and aesthetic orientations, everyone's fans are different.

And... after being aware of this mentality, capital will have a keen insight into market demand, seek out what many people want to be in their hearts, condense and summarize the "personal characteristics" in it, and finally take the market as the guide. , Select, and package an idol that conforms to the public’s aesthetic as much as possible.

—— Chasing stars, chasing people you want to be but can't be, things you want to do but can't, and life you want to live but can't live.

Chu Yao had such a sentiment.

As the position rises step by step, you will find again and again that the “stereotyped prejudice” that you have formed in the "epoch of the silk era" begins to disintegrate, revise, and give birth to brand-new concepts.

For the same thing, there are more perspectives.

...

There was a crisp sound of footsteps in the corridor.

The high heels stepped on the ground, making a thumping sound.

Passing the corner, Chu Yao saw Zhong Xiaoling.

"Why are you backstage?"

"I haven't seen it before, come and take a look, I think this show is really good."

"Have you not seen it?"

Chu Yao was a little surprised for a while.

She was born as a model before, and she has never seen her backstage?

Zhong Xiaoling pursed her lips, and said in a vomiting tone: "I haven't seen it before! Variety show, even if it is a vase on the show, it is also a good opportunity for the model. Although it doesn't make a lot of money, it has exposure."

Uh.

Chu Yao nodded.

It's hard to get confused.

"Do you want to go?"

"No! I don't want to be in that circle anymore, just come over and take a look and feel the atmosphere. I used to think that ~www.wuxiahere.com~ could be on a variety show, it was too powerful, it exploded in minutes, but now... …Whee."

As she said, her eyes were slightly frivolous, she looked at Chu Yao and licked her lips.

"Why did you just go?"

She asked again.

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

Zhong Xiaoling showed an interested look: "Oh? Can you take me to see it?"

Chu Yao smiled and waved his hand to refuse: "Can you go to the studio casually? It's a secret site."

Zhong Xiaoling pouted her lips.

Looking around, no one else.

Then he leaned in Chu Yao's ear and smiled quietly: "What about the fitting room? Can you take me to see it?"

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