The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset Chapter 486

Chapter 486 Willful

Nine o'clock in the morning, the main station building.

Zheng Qing got out of the car, yawned, looked at the tall building in front of him that looked like big pants, and sighed: "I didn't expect that one day I would enter this building in this capacity. Hexi."

The TV station building is always the place where the stars come in and out the most. Of course, the control is also very strict. Not to mention the Spring Festival Gala rehearsal these days, the stars come and go like flowing water almost every day.

The entrance was full of cars, and celebrities and staff came and went. Because there were too many paparazzi, most of the celebrities hurried past with their heads lowered.

Zheng Qing glanced at a woman who got off the car and the assistant held an umbrella and walked in with her head lowered, and raised her eyebrows: "Zhao Ninghan, I'm fat, isn't she pregnant?"

She stared at the woman's belly wrapped in a down jacket, still slightly protruding.

In the entertainment industry, in the circle of Huadan, she and Liang Yanran are evenly divided, and the rest are only given to them to carry shoes.

Zhao Ninghan is one of them.

Once in a palace fighting drama, she played a maid for her.

I didn't expect that she and Liang Yanran had accidents one after another, so Zhao Ninghan took the opportunity to climb up and achieve his current status.

In her and Liang Yanran's black draft, this person's handwriting is indispensable.

Zhao Ninghan's means of climbing up was not so glorious.

Zheng Qing narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly.

What she hates most is when others step on her to climb up.

Zhao Ninghan suddenly felt a chill on her back, she quickly wrapped her down jacket tightly, and muttered, "What is the weather, it's freezing cold, the rehearsal in the morning, is there any humanity in the program crew?"

"Sister Han, you must not say that, it's not good for the staff to hear it. Sister Gao said hello to the program team and said that you are not feeling well. First coordinate the rehearsal of your program, and we can leave early today. ."

The most annoying thing about rehearsals is waiting. For such a big party, with tens of thousands of performers and behind-the-scenes staff, it is very difficult to coordinate and coordinate. Before the rehearsal, a lot of time was wasted on waiting.

Walking into the building, the assistant put away the umbrella and went upstairs under the guidance of the staff.

"Ms. Zhao, your rehearsal time is at eleven o'clock. Please wait in the lounge. There is hot water and melon and fruit snacks. Please contact me if you have anything."

The other party took her to the lounge and left.

Zhao Ninghan stood up abruptly, "Stop, the notification time yesterday was obviously nine o'clock, how could it be eleven o'clock?"

The workers were a little embarrassed: "Sorry, Miss Zhao, this is the notification I received."

"Call your person in charge, I'd like to see what he has to say."

"I'm sorry Miss Zhao, Director Ruan is very busy, I'm afraid I don't have time to see you alone."

After the staff left, Zhao Ninghan pointed in the direction of the door angrily: "Is this the attitude of talking to me? It's a good time to change your mind, why, do I have the words "bully" written on my face?"

"Sister Han, calm down." The assistant unscrewed the thermos cup and handed it to her.

Zhao Ninghan slapped her hand away: "What to drink, everyone stepped on your face, can you drink it?"

"Sister Han, this matter is not as serious as you said. There are so many people and so many programs in the rehearsal, maybe there is something wrong with the planning. This is the main station, so let's keep a low profile..."

But Zhao Ninghan couldn't swallow this breath. After she became famous, she was held by people wherever she went. Where did she suffer from such anger.

"You went out to find out, what happened?"

Ding Jing's appearance did not attract too many people's attention, because this is the place where there is no shortage of celebrities. Ding Jing wears a mask. .

"Miss Ran, hello, I'm in charge of the connection of your show this time. Just call me Xiao Chen, and I'll take you to the studio."

"Excuse me." The girl's voice was gentle and cold.

Xiao Chen was mad in his heart, but smiled restrainedly on his face: "No trouble, this is what I should do."

"Miss Ran, this is the first time you have participated in a TV show. Are you nervous about standing on such a big stage?"

Der Spiegel shook his head: "It's okay."

"Miss Ran, I have some details that I need to communicate with you about this program. Have you read the manuscript? Memorize it. It doesn't matter if you don't memorize it well. You can get the manuscript during the rehearsal, and we will record the tape the day after tomorrow. That's when it has to be unscripted.”

Mingjing didn't say a word, Xiao Chen thought that she knew how to memorize it. I heard that she was still a scholar, so it shouldn't be too difficult to memorize manuscripts.

"There is also the movement on the stage. Your program needs 24 children to perform dances. At that time, these children will rehearse with you. At the same time, the program team has arranged for several children who have been helped by your foundation to participate in the program and you. Interaction, the duration is controlled within four minutes, and then the children's chorus..."

Xiao Chen explained all the way, when the bluetooth headset on her ear suddenly flashed, Xiao Chen looked serious, and then said: "Sorry Miss Ran, you may need to wait in the lounge, your rehearsal time is at ten o'clock Bell."

Zheng Qing was about to speak, when a group of people came over in a mighty way, screams and the mad click of the shutter could be heard from far away.

Zheng Qing squinted his eyes and laughed: "It's not that enemies don't get together."

The man surrounded by the crowd, with leather clothes and sunglasses, is so cool that he is the focus of the crowd wherever he goes.

Xiao Chen exclaimed: "Qufeitai?"

Hua Luo realized that something was inappropriate, and quickly covered his mouth, but his eyes couldn't hide his excitement.

Ding Jing and his group were leaning against the wall, and when Qu Feitai came over, a large group of people came around.

Zheng Qing said: "This kid is acting handsome again."

The group of young girls had no scruples. They were afraid that they would not be able to keep up with Qu Feitai. A group of people rushed over. The corridor was relatively narrow. , as if to dislike the mirror getting in the way.

Zheng Qing quickly grabbed the mirror: "Be careful."

Mingjing moved a step faster than Zheng Qing's reaction, and the girl's arm flashed past Mingjing's ear.

Qu Feitai in the crowd suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at the girl.

The girl's cheeks were flushed with excitement, and she pinched her companion's arm desperately: "Is Xiaofei looking at me? He noticed me, he noticed me..."

Qu Feitai said lightly: "I'm very grateful for everyone's love for me. Everyone can come and go here, and they have their own jobs. I don't do my own work, but please don't affect everyone's work, okay?"

His voice was very gentle. When he sang, he was so clear and elegant, but when he asked in a low voice, he had an unquestionable firmness.

Everyone was intoxicated by the sound for a while, until someone reacted first, with a shy face, and the crowd slowly dispersed.

No wonder everyone is so excited. Qu Feitai has been gone for too long. Seeing him in person is harder for everyone than winning the first prize.

Huang Chao looked relieved, Xiaofei really matured, he didn't have the patience to tell people so much before he left.

Turned his eyes and saw the girl standing against the wall. Although the other party was wearing a mask, Huang Chao recognized it at a glance.

He was surprised: "Miss Mingjing?"

Qu Feitai raised the corners of his lips and took big strides to leave: "Let's go."

Huang Chao quickly trotted to keep up, looking back frequently: "Then...isn't that Miss Mingjing? It turns out that she really participated in this Spring Festival Gala."

No wonder Xiao Fei spoke up just now, and his feelings were still for the mirror.

Zheng Qing clenched his fist: "The feeling is that this kid stole your rehearsal, so bear with him for a while."

The power of the entertainment industry only depends on the coffee position. Qu Feitai is a top-notch and powerful singer in the circle. Wherever he goes, he is a figure that the organizers hold at the top of their hearts.

Of course, the program crew had to pinch his time, for fear that the ancestor would wait an extra minute.

This is the difference between red and not red.

Xiao Chen glanced at Zheng Qing with a frown after hearing what Zheng Qing said.

I thought that this person was quite popular, and even said this about Qu Feitai.

Although Mingjing was born in a wealthy family, she is in Jiangzhou, and it is not enough to watch in Jingzhou, not to mention that she is not a star, of course, she is incomparable with a big name like Qu Feitai.

Xiao Chen took Mingjing to the lounge and left. Only first-line celebrities can enjoy a separate lounge. In this lounge, there are several actors and singers who are not very popular in the circle. There are a few people in the corner wearing clothes The dancer in the same costume is doing makeup in front of the mirror. .

After Ming Jing came in, several people stared at her and looked at her. Ming Jing sat calmly on the lounge chair and took a book from her bag to read.

A dancing girl pouted, "Who is she, she's a bit raw, how come I've never seen her reading books in this place? What are you wearing, and there's no camera."

Another girl took a moment to glance at it, and hooked her lips: "There are coffee seats, and they have their own separate lounge. Will they be crowded with us? I guess it is a newcomer. Let's set up people here."

Celebrities are all set by people, which is not uncommon, but reading books at the rehearsal scene of the Spring Festival Gala, is this B-pack a bit big?

Zheng Qing couldn't sit still, "You guys wait here, I'll go out for a walk."

"Boss Qing." Tao Xianxian stopped her.

Zheng Qing saw the unease in the other party's eyes, raised her chin and motioned her to look at Mingjing: "Can I learn from your young lady? What's there to be afraid of? How many times has I been here."

Mingjing was very serious when she was reading, and Tao Xianxian didn't dare to disturb her, so she could only play with her phone.

The assistant ran in and took a sip of water: "Sister Han, I have inquired clearly, and now it is Qu Feitai who is rehearsing."

When he heard it was Qu Feitai, Zhao Ninghan sighed: "It's him, forget it."

Don't look young, Qu Feitai has won many music awards. In the circle, strength is a symbol of status. The only thing Zhao Ninghan is stronger than him is probably his qualifications. Unfortunately, this qualification is not enough to pass Qu Feitai.

subconsciously touched her lower abdomen, she suddenly asked, "This is the first year that Qu Feitai participated in the Spring Festival Gala, right?"

"Yes, Sister Han, I heard that the program group had invited him before, but he was rejected every time. He was the only one who dared to refuse the Spring Festival Gala program group."

Zhao Ninghan snorted lightly: "You are young after all."

You have willful capital when you are young, but unfortunately, it still comes after all.

"He's not going to rehearse for two hours, right?"

"This...Sister Han, the news of the program team is strictly blocked. I just found out. The ten o'clock rehearsal is also an acquaintance. You attended the fashion festival of Fengchi Magazine in Jiangzhou before, and I saw her. ."

Zhao Ninghan frowned: "Luo Ziyin?"

"No, she's not a star, she can't sing or dance."

"Then what is she doing here? Is she standing? Who the **** shouldn't be cheating in front of me."

"Der Spiegel, it's the Der Spiegel who was filming a variety show with Qu Feitai. There was a lot of commotion about the murder a few days ago, have you forgotten?"

Zhao Ninghan finally pulled this person out of his memory and hummed: "So it's her, she's an amateur to join in the fun? Do you also want to enter the entertainment industry? Want to crush me? Dreaming!"

"It shouldn't be. I heard that her show this time is a recitation, and her charity work is very successful. When she was involved in a murder case before, some black fans smashed her foundation. The book is very clean, and every fund will go Public announcement, even black fans can't make mistakes, and the show team also took a fancy to her influence in charity, so they invited her."

"Why do you do charity? Because there is a ghost in your heart, you really believe that she is a Bodhisattva descended to the world. I don't think the murder case was groundless. Maybe it was suppressed by some means."

Are there still few celebrities doing charity work in the circle? But when it is down, it is also the dirtiest.

In this circle, charity is just a means, a tool for whitewashing.

Even she herself will do some charity to beautify her image, and those rich people are even more generous.

There is only one person who is reliable and charitable. Zhao Ninghan really wants to learn from the marketing team behind her. This person is too successful.

Seeing that ten o'clock was coming, Zhao Ninghan stood up: "Let's go, it's time."

The assistant glanced at his watch: "It's not even eleven o'clock, do you want to wait, there are no such comfortable chairs in the studio."

Zhao Ninghan rolled her eyes at her: "Are you stupid? Why should I wait for the rehearsal at eleven o'clock? My time is very precious, how could it be wasted waiting."

An amateur also wants her to wait, so let's dream.

The last fashion event made her stand out and gave Zhao Ninghan a blow, okay, Jiangzhou is not her home, so she endured it.

But this is Jingzhou, and her territory, when the dragon comes, she has to take care of it.

The assistant hurriedly helped her, "Sister Han, isn't this not a good thing?"

"What are you afraid of, this is Jingzhou, not Jiangzhou."

When the mirror was waiting, the staff explained to her how to move. Not far away, Director Ruan was negotiating with the lighting engineer. He looked at the mirror from a distance, and his eyes lit up.

The figure is smoother and slender than the dancer, standing there quietly, smiling, gentle and silent, the soft light falls on her body, beautiful like a classical = landscape painting.

"Director, I'm sorry, I'm late."

Der Spiegel was about to take the stage when a laughing voice interjected.

(end of this chapter)

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