Several people were chatting and bickering with each other while eating, and there were staff members recording it.
Anyway, record more material, maybe it will be useful in later editing.
As for why not adopt the more popular recorded and live broadcast mode?
The director was also helpless. As for some of Lin Ya and Ren Anan’s remarks, if he really didn’t care about them and posted them online, let alone praise them.
It’s good enough not to be criticized by sober netizens!
Anyway, the filming costs and post-production are paid for by the sponsors, so the director doesn't have to worry about the ratings as long as he puts some effort into editing.
The director would never take risks on something that is sure to make money.
But while the dinner table was full of joy on this side, it was extremely depressing on the other side.
Lin Ya looked towards Shen Mingzhu with great anger. They were obviously inferior to her in every aspect, yet they could still be so happy.
She was so angry that she didn't even want to pick up her chopsticks despite the table full of delicious food.
She didn't move, and Ren Anan had to wait for her even if she was hungry.
Not to mention Han Le and Zhong Mo. As tools, they are ostensibly taking care of an amateur sister, but in fact they are serving rich girls.
Since Lin Ya didn't say anything, the two of them could only wait.
Finally, after hearing the noisy noises from next door for who knows how many times, Lin Ya slammed the chopsticks in her hand on the table, picked up her things and left.
Ren Anan took a look at the dazzling array of dishes on the table, sighed slightly, and rushed to chase Lin Ya.
Han Le and Zhong Mo looked at each other. They had no idea what to do.
The staff initially wanted to remind Lin Ya that the program was still being filmed, but unfortunately Lin Ya glared at them and they shut up and gave way.
Just kidding, before the show started recording, the director warned everyone not to offend these two gods of wealth.
He is just an employee and cannot bear the anger of his connections.
The director just went to the toilet and when he looked at the scene, the sky seemed to have fallen.
He grabbed a staff member and asked, "Why are there two people missing?"
The staff was also helpless, "Director, Miss Lin seemed angry and left without looking back. We couldn't stop her at all."
"waste!"
But scolding the staff would not solve the problem at the moment, and the interactive games that were originally prepared for after the meal had to be abandoned.
Han Le hesitated for a long time, and finally made up his mind to find a director.
"Director, how should we handle this? If I had known these two were so difficult to please, I would not have agreed to let you come here to serve as a foil for them!"
The director frowned in thought, and finally put on a flattering smile, "Le Le, don't be angry, how about this, we will give you a normal partner in the next episode and let you be the protagonist, okay?"
Han Le snorted coldly, "Then I'll have to put up with it for this episode. If it's the same in the next episode, you can just wait for my fans to destroy your show!"
The director comforted and persuaded Han Le before he let him sit down to eat. He was also considerate and quickly reheated the cold dishes for them.
The staff member was puzzled. "Director, although Han Le is a well-known singer, he still doesn't have a large fan base. Why do you have to be so humble?"
The director shook his head and sighed, "How do you think Han Le got to this point? He agreed to come to this episode to play the supporting role of the eldest lady because he was dissatisfied with his original sponsor and wanted to move to a higher branch. But regardless of whether he succeeded or not, with his face and personality, how can he worry about not finding a big shot?"
"What about Zhong Mo? Doesn't he need to take care of it?"
When he was mentioned, the director just sneered, "Zhong Mo is different, he is out of fashion. If it weren't for this face occasionally taking on some bad dramas to make a living, he basically has no greater development potential. If he hadn't begged me to do anything to be on the show, I might not have chosen him."
"You should understand one thing. You can't judge a person by his appearance. You have to look at his potential for development. In a place like the entertainment industry, the ways of the world are much more useful than the professional skills you learned in school!"
The staff member looked at the internship certificate hanging around his neck and fell into deep thought.
He once thought that as long as he worked hard enough to learn professional knowledge, with solid skills and a high degree that surpassed most of his peers, he would be able to make a name for himself here.
As a result, after working for a while, he found that life was like a slapping machine that would not stop, madly whipping his naive ideas, laughing at his ignorance and subverting his cognition.
It is impossible for the ugly duckling to wait until the moment it grows into a swan. There are only two paths before it: either it cannot withstand the ridicule and die early, or it plucks out its unique feathers in order to blend in with the flock of ducks, and finally puts on the disguise of a duck and becomes one of the masses who go with the flow.
Just when the light in his eyes was almost extinguished, he suddenly saw the scene of Shen Mingzhu and Shen Zeshuo arguing on the other side.
Unlike the depressing atmosphere on Han Le and Zhong Mo's side, the atmosphere on their side is more relaxed and joyful.
Even if the two of them occasionally have a fierce argument, they will be successfully appeased by the joining of the other two.
It is clearly the same scene, but the table on this side is dull, depressing, twisted and numb, while the table on the other side is the embodiment of happiness.
After both sides finished dinner, Han Le and Zhong Mo couldn't stand the weird atmosphere and left.
However, under the instructions of Zheng Yi and Wen Shuangnian, Shen Mingzhu and Shen Zeshuo cleaned up the table and the dishes.
When everything was cleaned up, Shen Mingzhu took the garbage she had just picked up and went outside to throw it away.
Next to the trash can, a staff member wearing the work uniform of the program crew was throwing away several unpacked puzzle boxes with a frustrated look on his face.
Perhaps it was because the expression on his face was too tragic, Shen Mingzhu couldn't help but look at him a few more times.
Upon taking a look, she quickly discovered something wrong. There were six puzzle boxes discarded by the staff.
But Shen Mingzhu remembered that the morning's competition only used four boxes of the same puzzle pieces. What were the two extra boxes for?
Out of curiosity, Shen Mingzhu stepped forward and patted the staff member on the shoulder, and said in a relaxed tone, "Hey, is the production team so careful? They prepared six boxes for four sets of puzzles, and there were two extra boxes. Are they afraid that the four boxes might be cut corners so they can make up for it in time?"
The staff member pursed his lips and said nothing. Just as he was about to leave, he heard Shen Mingzhu's exclamation.
It turned out that the staff was rather careless when throwing the puzzles away, which just happened to expose the fact that two of the six puzzle boxes were not the same. Although the difference was not big, anyone with a normal eye could tell that they were different.
"It's actually like this. I was wondering why I couldn't spell it well, it turns out you guys did something to me!"
The staff member's heart was filled with alarm bells, as if he had gotten into trouble. In this situation, he had no idea whether he should leave or not.
If Shen Mingzhu were to make a fuss about this, the director would never admit that he had arranged it. The only possibility would be for him, an intern, to take the blame.
If he was accused of something like this by the director during his internship, his career would come to an end.
All those days and nights he spent studying so hard, in the end, there were only two words left: a joke.
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt his eyes moist. Who is a man who doesn't shed tears easily? It was just that he hadn't reached the point of being sad.
"No buddy, I didn't do anything, why are you crying?"
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