The first episode of "Running Man" was playing on TV.
She sat beside Chen Fan gently and docilely, her eyes as gentle as water.
After the age of thirty, she is in the most perfect and beautiful period of a woman's life.
At this moment, even if she does nothing, just sits here quietly, she exudes endless charm.
Chen Fan didn't want to smoke originally, but he drank too much tonight and his head was dizzy.
So I can only rely on smoking to refresh myself.
He was holding a cigarette in one hand and writing or drawing with a pen in the other.
While watching the show, Chen Fan would write down some problems with the show and prepare to explain them to Mo Siyu at the next meeting. He would also strive to improve any areas that could be improved.
Of course, occasionally he would ask Wen Wan to continue.
For example, this place is not very natural, it can be more relaxed and more friendly.
"Before the Internet was developed, celebrities were a mysterious group of people who were high above the audience."
"But with the advent of Weibo in the new millennium, the relationship between celebrities and their fan groups is quietly changing."
"If you want to consolidate your fame, you need to interact with your fans frequently."
“Your fans are already loyal enough, but they don’t know much about your personality, lifestyle, or daily life.”
"Therefore, your every move on the show will arouse more interest from the audience."
"I asked you to participate in this program in the hope that you can gain some casual fans and add more fuel to your fame."
"Remember the next time you recorded the show, you should be more relaxed and approachable, and don't put on airs..."
Chen Fan raised several suggestions in one breath, and Wenwan sat aside obediently, nodding occasionally.
After giving his suggestion, Chen Fan grinned.
"Of course. I'm not telling you to pretend to be someone you are not, nor do you have to act out. Just show your true self."
"You usually have a very good personality and are very friendly. It's easy for people to like you without realizing it."
"So on the show, just be yourself."
"The audience will immediately have an impression after watching the show. Wow, a star like Wen Wan doesn't have any star airs at all. She is so approachable, just like the sister next door they are familiar with... More and more people will like you."
Wen Wan looked at Chen Fan, her eyes twinkling with little stars and full of admiration.
"It turns out there are so many things to consider when it comes to a variety show."
"How come you seem to know everything and can do everything?"
Chen Fan smiled and said, "Read more and summarize more, and you will figure it out by yourself in the end."
Wen Wan was a little embarrassed, "I'm stupid, I don't understand these."
What did Chen Fan think of?
"By the way, didn't you say you still have a script? Take it out and let me see it."
"Wait a moment."
Wen Wan got up and went to the bedroom, and soon came out with a stack of A4 papers.
"There are three scripts in total. I've read them myself and I think they're all right."
Chen Fan took it and briefly read through it.
Two of the scripts were art films, and Chen Fan had no impression of even the names.
The only one I remember was Feng Kuzi's play "Tangshan Earthquake".
This movie is quite heavy, but it is still very suitable for Wen Wan to take on.
After reading it, Chen Fan looked up at Wen Wan.
"Which book do you personally prefer?"
Wen Wan told the truth, "Tangshan earthquake."
Chen Fan nodded.
"This script is good, and it's quite different from your previous screen images."
"But it would be very painful to shoot this kind of script."
Wen Wan smiled slightly, "I'm not afraid of being tired. I'm just afraid of being idle and having nothing to do."
"In fact, Director Feng's team has contacted me several times. Last time I attended a film festival, Director Feng personally invited me, but I said I wanted to think about it and never responded."
Chen Fan analyzed: "Your current fame has reached a peak in the country."
"Therefore, I must be extremely cautious when participating in movies in the future."
"We won't accept anything unless it's a top-notch product. Otherwise, we'll lose our reputation and ruin our brand."
"Besides, with your current fame, your joining any domestic film crew can no longer be considered icing on the cake. It would simply be giving them money."
Wenwan sticks out her tongue playfully.
"It's not that exaggerated."
Chen Fan shook his head: "It seems that you haven't put yourself in the right position yet."
"You have to remember that you are now the only true queen in the country, a star."
"Your fans will pay for your products. So, if you join any movie, the producers and directors will want to worship you."
"If you don't lift a rock under your feet in the future, your reputation will remain stable."
Wen Wan couldn't help but ask, "Then can I take this movie?"
Chen Fan nodded: "If your body allows, you can take it."
Wenwan looked happy.
Chen Fan went on to say, "But we can't give up the domestic market. Taking advantage of the popularity brought by 007, we must hurry up and help you get a domestic movie."
Wen Wan smiled bitterly: "It's not that easy to get a script from Guo 늌."
Chen Fan smiled and said, "You don't need to worry about this. I'll help you with it."
Wen Wan's eyes lit up: "Do you have a method?"
Chen Fan smiled mysteriously: "As for things that haven't happened yet, everything is possible."
Wenwan smiled.
"I trust you."
"Oh, there's one more thing."
Chen Fan suddenly thought of something.
"I may be very busy in the future. Feifan Weibo is preparing for its IPO. I will be traveling back and forth between cities for roadshows."
"Because of your influence on Weibo, I might be able to use you for some publicity work when the time comes."
Wen Wan Feifan was not angry but was very happy to be able to help Chen Fan.
"No problem. I will fully cooperate."
"By the way. Where are you going?"
“Nasdaq.”
Wen Wan's eyes lit up.
"I can go with you then."
Chen Fan smiled, "Even if you don't want to go, I will force you to go."
"You have such great influence on Weibo, and you are one of the most influential Weibo accounts. Of course, I have to go and ring the bell with you as a representative."
Wen Wan was somewhat delighted: "I haven't participated in the bell ringing ceremony yet."
“Will it have a bad impact?”
"What impact does this have? You are a Weibo account, so it is only natural for me to invite you. No one can argue with that."
"Besides, at such an important moment, I still hope to invite you to witness it together."
After saying this, Chen Fan put down the pen in his hand, sat up straight, and frowned suddenly.
"What's wrong?"
Chen Fan shook his head.
"I guess it's because I've been riding in the car too much recently. I always feel a little uncomfortable in my neck."
"But it's okay, just take a rest for a while..."
Before he could finish his words, Wen Wan suddenly stood up and walked behind Chen Fan, placing her ten slender fingers directly on Chen Fan's neck.
"When I was taking yoga classes before, I learned some massage techniques from my teacher. Don't move. I'll give you a massage."
Chen Fan's expression froze and his body suddenly became a little stiff.
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