After receiving Qin Guican's affirmative answer, Dai Shutao received a complete guest list from Hu Ke the next afternoon.
After looking through it, the woman realized something.
It seemed that she was the only one with the least experience and the youngest age among them.
Before filming officially started, Dai Shutao could already imagine the outcry online.
It's nothing more than asking myself, a newcomer with little experience, what qualifications do I have to participate in the program with seniors and discuss and create musical works.
This matter weighed heavily on Dai Shutao's mind, making him emo for a few days.
"Taozi, I don't think you need to be so discouraged."
Zhao Weige, who had just finished filming a costume drama, had a shiny boiled egg hair and was eating quickly with slurred speech. He took the time to comfort Dai Shutao.
"You've won a major award, after all. And your fans are so powerful... Oh, and my fans too, combined, they're definitely enough to control the comments. Besides, don't you still believe in your own abilities?"
She believes in her own strength.
But Dai Shutao also believes more in the valuable experience of those older predecessors.
Her current talent and creative ability were honed bit by bit in her previous life, and naturally, the accumulation of experience was indispensable.
And those old veterans are even better, especially those who have experienced real battlefields, and the experience they have gained is definitely far greater than mine.
Dai Shutao is not afraid of embarrassing herself on the show, she is only afraid that she will lose herself in the tough collision with the times.
Of course, these are not comparable to Zhao Weige, who is now only concerned about eating.
Dai Shutao perked up and rubbed his nose.
During this period, she has been staying in the recording studio, customizing a new EP for Zhou Yili.
He slept for less than fifteen hours in four days. Only after borrowing a few drops of eye drops from Zhao Weige did Dai Shutao find time to ask about it.
"You're eating like this right after the shoot. Aren't you afraid that Hu Ke will kill you with a knife?"
When he heard Hu Ke's name, Zhao Weige put down the half-eaten barbecued pork rice with a guilty conscience.
"You can't blame me."
Zhao Weige lowered his head somewhat aggrievedly, like a puppy that had been scolded by its owner, his whole body filled with frustration.
"While I was filming this drama, I also had to keep working out to lose weight because I was endorsing another boxing commercial. Now that the promotional shoot is over and the TV show is finished, I have to make up for the hard work I've endured over the past few months."
Looking at Zhao Weige, Dai Shutao couldn't help but click his tongue again.
If you ask her, Zhao Weige is also quite miserable, although he is known as the little prince of love songs.
But to be honest, most of the songs he sang were catchy songs or covers.
What really earned him the title of Prince of Love Songs were the songs that Dai Shutao tailored for him.
Fortunately, Zhao Weige doesn’t have any particularly grand musical dreams.
For him, he just sings when there are songs, shoots when there are movies, smiles every day, and he can get by no matter what.
The key is that this person is an optimistic rich second generation.
Comparing yourself to others will make you feel thief!
Shaking his head, Dai Shutao no longer focused his attention on Zhao Weige. He sketched a few strokes on the musical score, received another WeChat message, and then stood up, lazily preparing to leave.
"Taozi, please treat me to a meal later."
Zhao Weige quickly put away the trash. "Hu Ke took my primary card. He'll get a notification whenever the secondary card is used. He won't notice you're treating me to a meal."
Zhao Weige spoke excitedly, he had wanted to eat at a newly opened hot pot restaurant for a long time.
He checked it out online and said that the rate of positive reviews was particularly high.
Zhao Weige, who was determined to take advantage of Dai Shutao, saw Dai Shutao, who had already walked to the door, suddenly stop, turn around, and smile at him meaningfully.
"OK!"
Good...good shit!
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