The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

  Chapter 141 Recording (one more)

"Xiao Fei, I can't go in with you anymore, let Xiao Tian stay with you, call me if you have something to do, up to three days, forbearance, and soon passed." Standing in the fields, Huang Chao's eyes were thick. Reluctant to give up, like an old mother who wants to send her son away from home.

  Qu Feitai turned around and left without even looking at him.

  Huang Chao sighed, he was still angry with him, he was really angry.

  Takajima said, “Don’t worry, Brother Chao, I will take good care of Xiao Fei.”

"Xiao Fei has never participated in a variety show. He has a straightforward temper. From his debut until now, he has not been wronged. Two of the resident guests of this show are seniors. They love to make fun of juniors. Senior, three days have passed very quickly, and I will pick you up when that time comes." Huang Chaoxu kept talking, if it weren't for the program group's regulations to bring only one assistant, he would like to catch up immediately.

   "Okay, Brother Chao, I remember, you go back soon."

  Tian Long took the suitcase and walked for two steps. The country road was full of rocks and uneven. Instead, he carried the suitcase and walked fast to catch up with Qufeitai.

  Huang Chao watched the two gradually turn into two small black spots between the fields, and sighed, "Why don't you worry about it, you can't just stare at it with your own eyes."

  But it's special, and the unscrupulous media who spread it out label Xiaofei as a big name.

  Huang Chao kept watching until the two of them were completely gone, then put on sunglasses and turned into the car.

   "Let's go."

  At this time, a white car passed him by and stopped at the place where Huang Chao just stood.

  "Stop." Huang Chao ordered the driver.

He knelt on the back seat, leaned on the rear windshield and looked behind. The guests who came here this morning must be the guests of this issue of the show. According to past practice, big coffee like Xiao Fei is a separate issue and will not be given again. After getting a bunch of starlet shots, the focus of this issue will be on Xiao Fei, but he inquired about it. In addition to Xiao Fei, there is a newcomer in this issue. Needless to say, it can be inserted into Xiao Fei’s issue. , Must be the newcomer that capital wants to support.

  If men are only for being crushed, but it’s hard to say, now it’s popular to look at Renji.

The woman is miserable, Xiao Fei is vampire, and he is ready in his heart. How to fight back then, no matter what kind of capital you are, the heat of Xiao Fei is to die. If you can’t learn to walk on your own, then you can kneel. write.

  He saw the car door open, and first came down a girl with short hair carrying a suitcase. She was wearing gray clothes and her appearance was not good. She should be an assistant.

  The suitcase is also the smallest-inch suitcase. It’s not just this one. Nowadays, female celebrities travel. This suitcase doesn’t even contain enough cosmetics. Is it a male celebrity?

   Soon the people who got out of the car shattered his fantasy.

  There is only one back, but it is also infinitely reverie.

  The figure is tall and slender, with black hair reaching up to the waist, and white skirt as long as the ankles. In the early morning, in the mountains and fog, the fairy spirit lingers.

   "I fuck..., I'm a woman." She still looks very young and very temperamental.

  Huang Chao has a big alarm bell in his heart. The program group is going to make trouble.

  The woman gently nodded toward the car, and then walked towards the fields, the assistant immediately followed with the suitcase.

  The white back is not fast and slow, giving people a very calm feeling. In the morning mist of the green mountains, it is like an expert who is about to become an immortal, revealing a profound meaning that can't be said.

  Huang Chao was stunned, why is his heart getting more and more disturbed? As if something big is about to happen.

  The white car seemed to have no nostalgia, and the driver was ready to leave.

  Huang Chao told the driver, "Crash me." He wanted to see where the newcomer came from.

  At the moment when the white car passed by, it was gloriously bumped, and the two cars stepped on the brakes at the same time.

   Huang Chao took the initiative to get out of the car and knocked on the window of the white car: "Sorry, my driver has no eyesight. He ran into your car. Let's talk about the claim."

  The car window lowered halfway, revealing an ordinary man's face, but those eyes were very smart and beautiful, and the inlaid on this face looked very strange.

  The man glanced at him diagonally and sneered: "I have been watching for a long time, but still satisfied? I don't think your driver has long eyes, but you don't have long eyes at all."

   Huang Chao came up furiously, too arrogant!

   "Boy, you are quite amazing, which company cultivated talents? Tell me about it and let my manager Huang listen to it."

  "You? You are not qualified enough." The man raised his **** and shook it, his attitude extremely contemptuous.

Huang Chao angrily smoked above his head: "Are the newcomers so arrogant now? Where do you guys dare to be presumptuous in front of me? Don't think that I don't know what your company is doing. Just die. "

The other party laughed exaggeratedly as if they had heard the story of the Arabian Nights, and glanced at Huang Chao obliquely, "I should give you these words. Take care of your celebrities and let me know that you dare to beat my celebrities. , See if I won't set off your lair."

  Don’t give Huang Chao the effort to breathe, he threw a business card out of the window, and the business card fell under Huang Chao’s feet.

  "Contact my driver to settle the claim within three days. If you don’t wait until the expiration date, you will be at your own risk. Let’s go."

  The words fell, closed the window, left the dust, and quickly disappeared between the mountain roads.

  Huang Chao looked dazed, what did she say? My artist Xiao wants her artist?

"I'm pooh, go ahead and dream of your spring and autumn, now the newcomers are arrogant and have no sides. This is too ridiculous. In front of your grandfather Huang, Qu Feitai misses your artist? Unless the sun hits the west, comes out. ."

  Huang Chao scolded and picked up the business card at his feet. On the top it was written in gilded big letters that Unspeakable Entertainment Company, the manager was celebrating, and the phone number below.

  "Can't talk about entertainment companies? I, oh, what little broken company, wait for it to go bankrupt."

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  Two female choreographers and two photographers guarded the entrance of the village anxiously and expectantly.

  Unexpectedly, the director knocked down Qu Fei station. When the news came, the whole program group was shocked.

Who is Qufeitai, the most popular in the entertainment industry nowadays, the talented music king, the hot search list, Qufeitai is good everywhere, but I don’t like variety shows, how many domestic variety shows are invited? , I was rejected many times. In the first few months, I finally went to a variety show in the form of a VCR. Because of Zheng Qing's ban, this episode of variety show was still dead.

  So some people have said that if you can invite a variety show on the stage of Dongqu Fei, the program group will really have a high reputation.

The two female directors glared at each other. Both wanted to follow Qu Feitai, but the result was that the director appointed Li Yiyi, and Lu Xinyu could only go with the newcomer. The gap was too big, and Lu Xinyu was indignant. Who made Li Yiyi have a relative who was a host on a TV station?

   Seeing a tall and thin figure appeared at the entrance of the village, Li Yiyi's eyes lit up and he beckoned the photographer to follow.

  Lu Xinyu stared at the male **** who was getting closer and closer, amazed covering the jealousy that was about to dazzle his eyes.

  This is Qu Feitai, she is indeed a beautiful boy with a golden ratio figure. His temperament is cold and cool. Walking from a distance, he is like a walking hormone.

  When I thought that Li Yiyi could be in close contact with Qu Feitai for three days, and she could only go to the newcomer of Rao Shizi, the acid water of jealousy began to surge.

"Hello Mr. Qu, I am your director, Li Yiyi, you can tell me any questions you have during the filming of the show, and I will help you solve the problem and negotiate with the program team." Li Yiyi suppressed his inner excitement and tried to calm down as much as possible. Said in his tone.

  The young man said "Yeah" and walked over her with long legs and walked into the village.

   So cold and personality, a word of um is endlessly **** and lingering.

  Li Yiyi chased after him excitedly, and winked at her triumphantly when passing by Lu Xinyu, Lu Xinyu clenched her fists in anger.

  Three poles a day, this newcomer hasn’t come yet, he will start putting on airs before he gets hot.

   Just when Lu Xin was swearing contemptuously in his heart, the photographer pointed to Tian Rongjian not far away; "Here."

  Lu Xinyu looked intently, a ray of morning light splits the clear fog, and the green mountains and rivers are beautiful and picturesque.

In the painting, a girl in white walks slowly, unhurriedly, calmly and leisurely. The white skirt is brushed across the grass and wildflowers, and it is soaked in morning dew. The skirt seems to have silver light and dark glow, reflecting the softness in the sun. Shallow light.

  The girl does not walk slowly, that is, just a few breaths, she is close to her eyes.

  Lu Xinyu suddenly felt that the sunlight above his head became particularly dazzling.

   "Hello, I am Spiegel." The girl walked closer, her ethereal and soft voice like a dream, completely forgetting the night.

  Lu Xin was stunned, and couldn't turn around in a daze. The girl did not urge, nor did she look impatient, and looked at her patiently and tenderly.

It wasn't until the photographer pushed her that she suddenly recovered, her face flushed all of a sudden, and she stammered: "You...Hello, I am your director Lu Xinyu. You are during the recording of the show. You can contact me if you have any questions."

  After the words fell, he quickly lowered his eyes, and all he could see was a white skirt, with a lotus pattern embroidered with silver thread on it, and there was a wave of waves while walking, which was beyond words.

  Suddenly a deep sense of inferiority was born in her heart. In the face of such extreme beauty and gentleness, all kinds of language seemed pale.

  "Thank you." The wonderful sound fell to my ears, like a clear spring hitting a rock, and the sound was crisp.

  Ding Jing glanced at the camera, and the photographer carrying the camera only felt that his legs were weak.

   "So is it the beginning?" Der Jing asked faintly.

"The recording starts when you step in here, and your every move will be recorded by the camera, and there will be selective editing in the later stage, which can be broadcast on TV after the production is completed." Lu Xinyu explained road.

  Ding Jing nodded.

  Lu Xinyu glanced at her and quickly lowered her head: "You go to the cabin with me now. Several seniors are waiting for you in the cabin."

  Ming Jing walked into the village with Lu Xinyu.

   Ye Zhen acts as an assistant to an invisible person, following Ming Jing, looking at the world from this perspective, it is also very novel.

  In the village, some old people were sitting at the intersection, and the children ran around, staring at the group of strangers as if watching the excitement.

  When passing an intersection, two children suddenly jumped out. One of the children bumped into Ming Jing. The child panicked and grabbed Ming Jing’s skirt, and Ming Jing bent over to support him: "Be careful."

  The child looked up in a daze, "Are you a fairy?"

  The girl smiled gently: "No."

  The little boy suddenly let go, taking a step back with horror on his face.

  I saw a black handprint on the hem of the girl’s white and undyed skirt that was particularly eye-catching.

  Lu Xinyu saw this sternly and scolded: "What are you kidding running around? Did you just crawl out of the mud with your dirty body? You can't afford to sell it if you get someone's skirt dirty."

  The little boy trembled nervously. Grandpa said that these are the big stars from the city. They can't afford it. He soiled the big star's skirt. The big star will not want him to pay, right? If Grandpa found out, he would definitely be killed.

  Ming Jing glanced at Lu Xinyu faintly, Lu Xinyu became stiff, and subconsciously swallowed it when he wanted to swear.

  The beautiful fairy-like star reached out and brushed the dirty place, smiled softly, looked at him and said; "You didn't mean it, did you?"

  Compared with that woman's domineering, this voice was so nice and gentle, it reminded him of his mother who had been away from home for a long time, and his eyes were red unknowingly.

   "I didn't mean it." He choked up.

  The girl squatted in front of him and gently wiped away his tears: "So why are you afraid? My sister won't blame you, because you didn't mean it."

  The fingers were tender and white, forming a strong contrast with the dirty and black face of the little boy. Everyone around watched this scene blankly, impressed by the gentle and inclusive breath of the girl.

  The little boy broke his tears and smiled: "Thank you sister."

   "Hey, let's go play." Ming Jing patted his head lightly.

  The little boy hesitated for a while, and Ai Ai said, "Sister, my name is Xiaohu, can I go and play with you?"

  Lu Xinyu was about to scold him by pushing his nose to face, when Ming Jing smiled and nodded: "Of course, do you know where I live?"

  The little boy pointed in the direction of Murao: "The cabin, where it used to be very ruined, but it has become beautiful after you come."

  Ming Jing smiled and said, "You are welcome to come to the cabin as a guest."

  All this was recorded by the camera.

  The little boy ran away shyly, and Ming Jing stood up. The other children saw that there was no curiosity in her eyes, but full of enthusiasm and love. They followed Ming Jing along the way, and the team grew longer.

Lu Xinyu said with a bit of displeasure: "Miss Ming Jing, these little children can't give them a good face. They are the most proficient at pushing their noses on their faces. What should I do if they will pester you in the future?" Excessive force.

  Ming Jing said lightly: "Children are the most innocent and pure, why do you think of them like this?"

  Lu Xinyu choked and choked, kindly reminded her that it was her fault, this newcomer is simply ignorant.

  In the blink of an eye, the cabin arrived, and in front of the door was a big elm tree that two people could not hug. Its branches were verdant, like a huge open umbrella, covering the sky.

  The wooden house is backed by the cold mountain, and there are farmland on the left and right. Home-made fruits and vegetables are planted. A small stream winds past in the distance. It is really a beautiful picture of the farmhouse landscape.

Through the low wooden door, you can see into the small courtyard at a glance. A group of people gathered together in the courtyard. The sound of laughter and speech came from far away. It was really lively. On the periphery of the crowd, there were a lot of black and crushed heads, shrunken in the shed. Inside, inside are all machines.

  From here, neither the assistant nor the director can be in the camera. Ming Spiegel began to face the camera alone.

When she walked to the wooden door, Ming Jing faintly scanned the camera on the door. The whole wooden house was surrounded by 360-degree cameras. From the moment she stepped into this yard, there would be no privacy at all. All micro expressions will be accurately captured by high-tech cameras.

  Ming Jing adjusted the hem of the skirt and stretched out his hand to push open the wooden door.

   "Brother Feitai, your white dress is so nice, I can sing it, I will sing it for you..." The little girl just started to look up and saw a girl in white dress pushing open the wooden door and walking in.

  Suddenly she yelled strangely and pointed to the door: "Brother Feitai, has the person in your song become an elf?"

   can’t be said to be irrelevant, it can only be said to be exactly the same.

  As soon as Xiao Wenwen's voice fell, everyone in that room looked towards the gate.

Qu Feitai hated this kind of occasion, but he promised to record and couldn’t shake his face. He was a little bored listening to a group of people praising him without changing his words. When he was feeling dull, his ears were chattering. The little girl pointed at the door suddenly.

  The person in his song has become an elf?

  What's the joke? The beauty of the mirror and Ma Liang's magic brush can hardly describe one-tenth of its charm.

  Don't use anyone to stain the mirror.

  Qu Feitai Meifeng instantly became cold, suppressing his anger and turning his head to look.

  　Spiegel: No surprise, no surprise.

  　　 Qu Feitai: Only my goddess can impersonate my goddess, just like myself who can break my record, proud ()

  (End of this chapter)