Chapter 20 Don't Step on the Seven Hundred Yuan

The program crew is not stupid. All the guests they invited are popular stars. The amateurs are just for gimmicks and novelty. If one or two of them become famous, it will be icing on the cake. Therefore, there are not many shots for the amateurs. After the first recording, they will go there about once every two weeks.

Zhu Lian arranged for Wen Shuang to meet Chen Zong in advance.

Chen Zong took on a web drama last year. He became an overnight sensation because of his highly realistic portrayal of the leading male role, who was handsome and affectionate. His fan base soared from an unknown 800,000 to 10 million. With Zhu Lian's proper management, Chen Zong was able to break into the top three in just half a year.

When Chen Zong saw Wen Shuang, he had just returned from filming. Needless to say, she was good-looking, and it was natural that she could make a living in the entertainment industry. She had fair skin, big eyes, and three-dimensional facial features. There was no malice in the look he gave Wen Shuang, but there was also a sense of distance in his eyes. Chen Zong had other plans, so he just took a photo and left in a hurry.

Wen Shuang has a clear understanding of this and is well prepared. He is just a supporting role to complement Chen Zong, the flower. The latter is responsible for continuing to be handsome and attract fans. It is enough for him to play a role in livening up the atmosphere. Zhu Lian promised Wen Shuang that the amount he would receive for the entire first episode would not be less than 100,000 yuan, not including the money he would get from other channels if he was lucky enough to gain popularity.

One hundred thousand, a very good starting point. Wen Shuang was very tempted. She wanted to save up some money. Coming to this strange world alone, she had to have her own little home.

No matter how excited I am, I still have to send you every meal.

Xuan Zhe is Wen Shuang's umbrella of protection, at least for now, so Wen Shuang racked her brains and paid great attention to him. For five consecutive days, the meals they ate were all different. One time, Cao Nanyu pushed open the office door with a hungry stomach, and was immediately fascinated by the fragrance. He forgot what to say for a moment.

Cao Nanyu once asked Wen Shuang seriously: "Have you ever considered becoming a chef?"

Wen Shuang also thought about it seriously, then shook her head: "I'm slow at cooking, and I don't have any money."

Today's meal was a mouth-watering chicken, a stir-fried pork liver, vegetarian cabbage, and an old duck soup that had been simmered over low heat all night. Xuan Zhe raised his eyebrows slightly, his aura still steady, but visibly lighter. Wen Shuang had been in contact with him for quite some time, and she could already feel these small changes.

"Try it." The sunlight fell into Wen Shuang's eyes, like solid white amber. Humans are social animals, and Wen Shuang is not a loner, so he also wants to communicate with others and get a few words of praise that can make him happy all day.

Xuanzhe, the lone wolf, understood his thoughts, took a sip of the old duck soup, and praised it sincerely, "It's delicious."

Wen Shuang really smiled. In his previous life, he liked to cook and make a table full of dishes at home and invite friends to eat. In this life, he had no friends at all, but Xuan Zhe was a good person to confide in. Their communication was never obvious, but was hidden in the occasional glances, the words spoken, and the brief silence.

Xuanzhe's mind was changing little by little. Sometimes he thought that maybe Wen Shuang had really turned over a new leaf.

It’s just that this response was so thorough that it’s hard to feel disgusted.

"Are we going to record the show tomorrow?" Xuanzhe asked.

"Well, I'll go in the morning."

Xuanzhe raised his chin slightly: "Got it, I will notify you if there is any situation here, remember to keep your phone open."

Wen Shuang understood the intention of sending him away, "Okay, Mr. Xuan, enjoy your meal." When she reached the door, she heard Xuan Zhe say, "You've been fully present this month, so rest assured and record."

Wen Shuang turned around, a smile dancing in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows: "Thank you, Mr. Xuan, you are so kind!"

After the door was closed, Xuanzhe ate while thinking about what Wen Shuang had just said. After a few seconds, he sneered. Some said that he was decisive and ruthless, while others said that he was cold-hearted and didn't care about family affection. He was the first one to say he was good.

Wen Shuang was ready to go out early on Saturday morning. Zhu Lian sent her the recording address. It was newly built by Quan Yi last year. Needless to say, there were equipment and venues. As soon as she opened the door, she saw crowds of people. How can I put it? The more you are on the edge, the more insignificant you are. Looking at the few people not far away who were well-dressed and looked either beautiful or handsome, Wen Shuang guessed that they were also amateurs who would be on the show this time.

But the ordinary people were also divided into different levels. Two women and one man were eagerly surrounding another man. Wen Shuang guessed that it was because that man had good resources. Zhu Lian had said before that there would be some internal appointments, which made him calm down. Wen Shuang was like an old monk in meditation. He went there for the money and didn't think he could become famous. He had no interest in the entertainment industry at all.

His current goal: buy a house, buy a house, buy a house!

The man noticed Wen Shuang, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. He made a move to move forward, but he was no match for Zhu Lian's fast pace. Zhu Lian really appeared in front of Wen Shuang in a flash.

Zhu Lian had delicate makeup on. She looked at Wen Shuang and saw that he was dressed simply but not shabby. His temperament and clothing were just right and would not offend Chen Zong. She knew that she had not mistaken him. He was nothing like those people next to him who were eager to dress up and go on stage. She didn't know how the company taught them that.

"Very good, come with me. I'll ask the stylist to put some powder on you, so you'll look more energetic." Zhu Lian said without waiting for Wen Shuang's reaction and dragged her straight to the center.

If Wen Shuang had dressed up today, Zhu Lian's face would definitely not be as bright as it is now.

"Oh, this one has good skin, this is the whitest color!" The stylist was talking to herself, and she patted the powder directly on Wen Shuang's face.

Wen Shuang closed her eyes, so she didn't see Chen Zong frown quickly because of the stylist's words.

The recording started soon, and the host came on stage passionately. Because the main purpose was light-hearted entertainment, he spoke with extra enthusiasm, with veins popping out. Wen Shuang stood in the amateur area, out of tune with the nervousness and anxiety around him. He calmly scanned everyone on the stage, and in his mind, he almost stood in the position of a "mentor" and began to score.

I smiled so hard that wrinkles appeared at the corners of my eyes. Six points.

He has a cool style but it doesn't fit the atmosphere of the show. Looking at the abs under his T-shirt, I give him a 7. No, no, no, he's not as good-looking as Mr. Xuan at all. 5!

When someone came on stage, Wen Shuang's eyes lit up. The other person had a clear voice and introduced himself as Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning has had an explosion of resources in the past two years, and everyone is guessing who is supporting him behind the scenes. Not only is he handsome, but he is also very recognizable. Among the fair-faced young men, his wheat-colored skin is very energetic. Wen Shuang gave him a score of nine.

Chen Zong's performance is just like that. Since they are all traffic stars, unless they take a different approach, they won't be that outstanding. Jiang Ning is one of the few.

Next came the amateur shots. In order to record a celebrity with an amateur around him and some interactions afterwards, one person came forward, gently bumped Wen Shuang with his shoulder, and lowered his voice: "I'm from Fengsheng Media. Mr. Zhao introduced me in. What about you?"

It was the one who was surrounded before.

For some reason, the other party seemed to care about Wen Shuang, and now he revealed his cards in order to find out more about Wen Shuang.

Wen Shuang said sincerely, "I'm from Quanyi Media, and I'm here for the money."

The other party was stunned: "How much?"

Thinking that wealth should not be exposed, Wen Shuang secretly rubbed her hands and made a five gesture!

The other party was slightly surprised: "Five hundred thousand"

"Fifty thousand!" Wen Shuang said loudly.

Wen Shuang felt that this guy obviously wanted to roll his eyes, but because there were cameras all around, he managed to hold it back.

The other party took a deep breath and came back, obviously unconvinced: "Tell the truth."

"Really fifty thousand."

"Make it up! Keep making it up! How could you possibly..." Before the man could finish, Wen Shuang saw Zhu Lian turn around and gesture to him to go on stage.

Unexpectedly, the man was following behind. They still had to climb a few steps to get out from behind the scenes, but they were already exposed to the camera. Wen Shuang smiled and planned to be a scoundrel, but he felt a pain in his heel and his shoe was stepped off. When he stepped on the steps again, only a snow-white sock covered his foot.

"Sorry, sorry." The other party didn't take it seriously, and even seemed a little gloating.

Zhu Lian's face was ugly. From her angle, she could see clearly that the amateur behind Wen Shuang did it on purpose! Which company's

Everyone thought Wen Shuang would be furious or blush. Several cameras were pointed at them at the same time to see whether to edit it in later. It was also a small explosive point. The amateurs pulled hair at the beginning to increase the effect of the show.

Wen Shuang slowly turned around, looked at the pair of shoes with a distressed look on his face, leaned over and patted the other person's knee, and whispered, "Don't step on them, they cost 700 yuan." He bought them specifically for the show.

Because of the silence, these words were particularly clear.

"Pfft!" Jiang Ning covered his mouth and laughed out loud.