NOVEL WEB Entertainment: Becoming a superstar from the yearning
Chapter 44 The guest is her? (plus more)
"This program is aired under the title of..."
After Mr. He finished his lines, he gave up his place of origin, and the four resident guests entered the scene together.
"Together, we are the life we long for!"
With the slogan sounding in the mushroom house, the second live broadcast officially started.
Zhang Zifeng first patted his deflated stomach, pouted his mouth: "I'm so hungry, what should we have for breakfast?"
Ye Chen took out a red banknote and said shyly, "Let's go to the market to eat something good."
Last week, the director gave him 1000 yuan of living funds. After buying wine, there are still 100 yuan left, which is enough for several people to have breakfast.
"Duck rush!"
Zhang Zifeng pulled Ye Chen out of the mushroom house, followed by Huang Lei and Teacher He.
The photographer was at the end with a sad face.
It's not whether his physical strength can support him to run while holding the camera. Everyone in this line of work is a regular gym user, so the physical output is trivial.
The main reason is that in addition to running, he also needs to hold the camera steady so that it cannot shake too much, which will affect the audience's feelings.
Fortunately, it is morning, and due to special factors, the filming started on Thursday, which is a working day, so there are not many viewers in the live broadcast room.
Even if there were a few comments complaining about camera shake, they were influenced by understandable audiences. They stopped posting barrage and watched the live broadcast quietly.
The photographer followed all the way to the town's market with great pressure. The guests running ahead finally stopped. He let out a soft breath and handed over the camera to another photographer to follow up.
"Longing" is a large-scale variety show. There are more than ten people in the photography team alone. They are in groups of two. They can take turns to rest and shoot from multiple angles, which is convenient for later editing and processing.
inside the lens.
Ye Chen stopped at the entrance of a breakfast shop with a lot of traffic, and asked his friends, "How is this place?"
Teacher He joked with a smile: "You are the rich man. Ask us what the prostitute party is doing."
"It's very good, there are many people, and the taste is not bad."
Zhang Zifeng expressed his opinion seriously.
Huang Lei also nodded in agreement. It doesn't matter what he eats, as long as his good daughter can satisfy her.
Although the deal is done, the good girl has already become a black heart...
Seeing no one to refute, Ye Chen took the lead and walked into the breakfast shop, found an empty table on the second floor and sat down.
Picking up the pre-prepared menu on the table, looking at the dazzling array of dishes on it, Ye Chen understood why this breakfast shop was full of people.
Noodles, hot and spicy soup, porridge, pastries... only Ye Chen can't think of, no breakfast restaurant can't make it.
After discussing with the three guests for a while, everyone reached a consensus.
Ye Chen called the waiter, pointed to the menu and said, "Three bowls of eight-treasure porridge, three steamed soup dumplings, and three bowls of tofu nao, how much is the total?"
Although many customers in this breakfast shop left after finishing their breakfast, Ye Chen was still used to paying first, so that he didn't have to keep thinking about paying before leaving, and he could eat with peace of mind.
The waiter quickly wrote down the customer's needs while quickly calculating the price, and replied: "A total of eighty."
Ye Chen took out the only money he had on his body, and said from the bottom of his heart, "Your things are quite cheap."
It's not flattering to say it's cheap, but he really thinks the price of breakfast in this store is low.
If the breakfast they ordered was placed in Ye Chen's hometown, it would cost at least [-] yuan.
But it is true, if it is not affordable, how can there be so many traffic.
"Small profits but quick turnover."
The waiter's words confirmed Ye Chen's thoughts. She asked for some money, "By the way, do you want tofu nao salty or sweet?"
"Sweet."
"Salty."
"Salty."
"Sweet."
The four spoke separately, and the waiter wrote down the two sweet and two salty and turned to leave.
"hiss……"
Ye Chen seems to have discovered a new continent, but there are still people who eat salted tofu?
Instead, he looked at Zhang Zifeng and complained, "Why do you eat salty food?"
"Shouldn't tofu be eaten salty?" Zhang Zifeng said as it should.
Ye Chen felt the deep malice from Tofu Nao.
It turned out that he and Zhang Zifeng also had disagreements.
He is from Jiangnan and likes sweet food, while Zhang Zifeng obviously likes salty food. If the two get married in the future, will the cooking be sweet or salty?
Ye Chen couldn't help worrying about gains and losses.
Maybe there is a genetic reason, maybe it's because I have subconsciously counted her as a part of my future life.
"Friends walk together for a lifetime, those days are no longer..."
Ye Chen's thoughts were mercilessly interrupted by the ringtone of the mobile phone, and he glanced at the number.
88664898.
Strangers, landlines.
Spam calls?
In normal times, Ye Chen would still answer the unknown number, but this is a live broadcast, so answering an unfamiliar call is obviously not a good choice.
Just as Ye Chen was about to hang up the phone, Zhang Zifeng looked at him and asked in surprise, "Did you call from Mushroom House?"
"how do you know?"
Ye Chen was stunned, no one can remember the landline number, right?
Anyway, Ye Chen himself can only remember the mayor's hotline 12345, plus the mobile phone operator's number at most.
No, you can remember it once you press it, but this world doesn't have it.
Missed...
Putting aside the distracting thoughts in his mind, Ye Chen handed the ringing mobile phone to Mr. He and Huang Lei to look at it one by one. Both of them were sure that it was the number of Mushroom House.
I'm the only one who can't remember the number?
Ye Chen doubted life more and more, but he still did not forget to answer the phone, "May I ask who you are?
"Hello, everyone in Mushroom House, hello, I am the invited guest of this issue."
Sweet girl's voice.
Ye Chen hastily turned on the loudspeaker on the phone, and explained softly to everyone: "This is from an invited guest."
Then, he smiled at the phone and said, "Why are you here by yourself? Call ahead so we can pick you up."
"No one answered the phone, so I came by myself. It's not far away anyway." The other party smiled, as if he didn't care.
Ye Chen said apologetically, "Wait a minute, we'll go back now."
Several people looked at each other, and Qi Qi set off to go back to the mushroom house, when the voice came again from the mobile phone: "Don't worry, I haven't eaten breakfast yet, just pack one for me."
"Row."
Ye Chen would naturally agree to the guest's request, and then thought of the different tastes of the people before, and asked, "Would the tofu be sweet or salty?"
"Just like you."
After speaking, the other party actively hung up the phone.
Putting away the phone, Ye Chen asked the boss to order another one, packed everything, and walked to the mushroom house.
On the way, Teacher He pondered, "Ye Chen, is that person on the phone someone you know?"
"How is it possible, I only know you in the circle."
Ye Chen shook his head and said with a smile: "Besides, Director Wang said last night that he is the future pillar of the entertainment industry. If I want to know him, I would have hugged him a long time ago."
"Too."
Teacher He walked behind, still feeling that something was wrong.
When the other party said he wanted tofu nao with the same taste as Ye Chen, he could think that the other party was watching the live broadcast, but how could the other party have Ye Chen's mobile phone number?
If it was from Wang Zhengyu, Wang Zhengyu should have given his number. After all, according to the previous plan, he was the guest in charge of welcoming the guests.
After answering Mr. He's question, Ye Chen also raised a puzzled question: "How do you remember the number of Mushroom House?"
Both Huang Lei and Mr. He laughed and did not explain. Only when Zhang Zifeng took out his mobile phone and typed a line with the Jiugongge input method did Ye Chen suddenly understand.
……
Back at the Mushroom House, Ye Chen put down his breakfast.
Just as he thought about where the invited guests had gone, he heard footsteps outside the house and turned his head to look.
hiss……
How did she come?
No, why should it be her?
Wait, this face, she is Qiu Xiaojin? !
After Mr. He finished his lines, he gave up his place of origin, and the four resident guests entered the scene together.
"Together, we are the life we long for!"
With the slogan sounding in the mushroom house, the second live broadcast officially started.
Zhang Zifeng first patted his deflated stomach, pouted his mouth: "I'm so hungry, what should we have for breakfast?"
Ye Chen took out a red banknote and said shyly, "Let's go to the market to eat something good."
Last week, the director gave him 1000 yuan of living funds. After buying wine, there are still 100 yuan left, which is enough for several people to have breakfast.
"Duck rush!"
Zhang Zifeng pulled Ye Chen out of the mushroom house, followed by Huang Lei and Teacher He.
The photographer was at the end with a sad face.
It's not whether his physical strength can support him to run while holding the camera. Everyone in this line of work is a regular gym user, so the physical output is trivial.
The main reason is that in addition to running, he also needs to hold the camera steady so that it cannot shake too much, which will affect the audience's feelings.
Fortunately, it is morning, and due to special factors, the filming started on Thursday, which is a working day, so there are not many viewers in the live broadcast room.
Even if there were a few comments complaining about camera shake, they were influenced by understandable audiences. They stopped posting barrage and watched the live broadcast quietly.
The photographer followed all the way to the town's market with great pressure. The guests running ahead finally stopped. He let out a soft breath and handed over the camera to another photographer to follow up.
"Longing" is a large-scale variety show. There are more than ten people in the photography team alone. They are in groups of two. They can take turns to rest and shoot from multiple angles, which is convenient for later editing and processing.
inside the lens.
Ye Chen stopped at the entrance of a breakfast shop with a lot of traffic, and asked his friends, "How is this place?"
Teacher He joked with a smile: "You are the rich man. Ask us what the prostitute party is doing."
"It's very good, there are many people, and the taste is not bad."
Zhang Zifeng expressed his opinion seriously.
Huang Lei also nodded in agreement. It doesn't matter what he eats, as long as his good daughter can satisfy her.
Although the deal is done, the good girl has already become a black heart...
Seeing no one to refute, Ye Chen took the lead and walked into the breakfast shop, found an empty table on the second floor and sat down.
Picking up the pre-prepared menu on the table, looking at the dazzling array of dishes on it, Ye Chen understood why this breakfast shop was full of people.
Noodles, hot and spicy soup, porridge, pastries... only Ye Chen can't think of, no breakfast restaurant can't make it.
After discussing with the three guests for a while, everyone reached a consensus.
Ye Chen called the waiter, pointed to the menu and said, "Three bowls of eight-treasure porridge, three steamed soup dumplings, and three bowls of tofu nao, how much is the total?"
Although many customers in this breakfast shop left after finishing their breakfast, Ye Chen was still used to paying first, so that he didn't have to keep thinking about paying before leaving, and he could eat with peace of mind.
The waiter quickly wrote down the customer's needs while quickly calculating the price, and replied: "A total of eighty."
Ye Chen took out the only money he had on his body, and said from the bottom of his heart, "Your things are quite cheap."
It's not flattering to say it's cheap, but he really thinks the price of breakfast in this store is low.
If the breakfast they ordered was placed in Ye Chen's hometown, it would cost at least [-] yuan.
But it is true, if it is not affordable, how can there be so many traffic.
"Small profits but quick turnover."
The waiter's words confirmed Ye Chen's thoughts. She asked for some money, "By the way, do you want tofu nao salty or sweet?"
"Sweet."
"Salty."
"Salty."
"Sweet."
The four spoke separately, and the waiter wrote down the two sweet and two salty and turned to leave.
"hiss……"
Ye Chen seems to have discovered a new continent, but there are still people who eat salted tofu?
Instead, he looked at Zhang Zifeng and complained, "Why do you eat salty food?"
"Shouldn't tofu be eaten salty?" Zhang Zifeng said as it should.
Ye Chen felt the deep malice from Tofu Nao.
It turned out that he and Zhang Zifeng also had disagreements.
He is from Jiangnan and likes sweet food, while Zhang Zifeng obviously likes salty food. If the two get married in the future, will the cooking be sweet or salty?
Ye Chen couldn't help worrying about gains and losses.
Maybe there is a genetic reason, maybe it's because I have subconsciously counted her as a part of my future life.
"Friends walk together for a lifetime, those days are no longer..."
Ye Chen's thoughts were mercilessly interrupted by the ringtone of the mobile phone, and he glanced at the number.
88664898.
Strangers, landlines.
Spam calls?
In normal times, Ye Chen would still answer the unknown number, but this is a live broadcast, so answering an unfamiliar call is obviously not a good choice.
Just as Ye Chen was about to hang up the phone, Zhang Zifeng looked at him and asked in surprise, "Did you call from Mushroom House?"
"how do you know?"
Ye Chen was stunned, no one can remember the landline number, right?
Anyway, Ye Chen himself can only remember the mayor's hotline 12345, plus the mobile phone operator's number at most.
No, you can remember it once you press it, but this world doesn't have it.
Missed...
Putting aside the distracting thoughts in his mind, Ye Chen handed the ringing mobile phone to Mr. He and Huang Lei to look at it one by one. Both of them were sure that it was the number of Mushroom House.
I'm the only one who can't remember the number?
Ye Chen doubted life more and more, but he still did not forget to answer the phone, "May I ask who you are?
"Hello, everyone in Mushroom House, hello, I am the invited guest of this issue."
Sweet girl's voice.
Ye Chen hastily turned on the loudspeaker on the phone, and explained softly to everyone: "This is from an invited guest."
Then, he smiled at the phone and said, "Why are you here by yourself? Call ahead so we can pick you up."
"No one answered the phone, so I came by myself. It's not far away anyway." The other party smiled, as if he didn't care.
Ye Chen said apologetically, "Wait a minute, we'll go back now."
Several people looked at each other, and Qi Qi set off to go back to the mushroom house, when the voice came again from the mobile phone: "Don't worry, I haven't eaten breakfast yet, just pack one for me."
"Row."
Ye Chen would naturally agree to the guest's request, and then thought of the different tastes of the people before, and asked, "Would the tofu be sweet or salty?"
"Just like you."
After speaking, the other party actively hung up the phone.
Putting away the phone, Ye Chen asked the boss to order another one, packed everything, and walked to the mushroom house.
On the way, Teacher He pondered, "Ye Chen, is that person on the phone someone you know?"
"How is it possible, I only know you in the circle."
Ye Chen shook his head and said with a smile: "Besides, Director Wang said last night that he is the future pillar of the entertainment industry. If I want to know him, I would have hugged him a long time ago."
"Too."
Teacher He walked behind, still feeling that something was wrong.
When the other party said he wanted tofu nao with the same taste as Ye Chen, he could think that the other party was watching the live broadcast, but how could the other party have Ye Chen's mobile phone number?
If it was from Wang Zhengyu, Wang Zhengyu should have given his number. After all, according to the previous plan, he was the guest in charge of welcoming the guests.
After answering Mr. He's question, Ye Chen also raised a puzzled question: "How do you remember the number of Mushroom House?"
Both Huang Lei and Mr. He laughed and did not explain. Only when Zhang Zifeng took out his mobile phone and typed a line with the Jiugongge input method did Ye Chen suddenly understand.
……
Back at the Mushroom House, Ye Chen put down his breakfast.
Just as he thought about where the invited guests had gone, he heard footsteps outside the house and turned his head to look.
hiss……
How did she come?
No, why should it be her?
Wait, this face, she is Qiu Xiaojin? !
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