Chapter 5 #Bai Yan said I want to go to the end#

The first stage preview was released at lunch time on a Thursday. The director team also informed everyone that they must hand in their mobile phones at the same time. Then, hot searches belonging to North TV began to climb up one by one. Really funny memes popped up.

Bai Yan appeared in the first stage preview for two seconds, one second to the close-up of the chest, and the other to reveal the perspective of full-body jeans.

The filters of Northern Satellite TV are very sufficient, Bai Yan glows white in the lens, and a small half of the collarbone is small and delicate, which makes the black silk clothes shine brightly.

Bai Yan's back-up club, which has just been established, is like the back-up club of dozens of other players. It cooperates with the requirements of fans' operations and forwards it with the topic of #only2019# for three hours. got two likes.

"Why are there so many Weibo posts to forward..." Yuan Yuan sat in front of the computer and sighed, bowing his head and sending a message to Bai Yan.

[Yuanyuan: Brother, how come there are so many Weibo posts for this show? ]

[Bai: You can just turn it around, don't spend too much time on it. ]

[Yuanyuan: All right. ]

[Bai: About a month left, hard work. ]

[Yuanyuan: It’s not hard, how are you? ]

[Bai: Very good, my phone is about to be handed in. ]

[Yuanyuan: Well, then you pay attention to rest. ]

Bai Yan's mobile phone has been used for two years, and it is a little insensitive.

The contestant preparation room was crowded with people, as if there were more than a dozen promotional speakers at work. Bai Yan was having a headache because of the noise. He leaned against the door and waited for the contestant to make arrangements. The screenwriter gave him another script half an hour ago. Soft and hard to coerce and lure.

"Of these ten sentences, can you pick one and say it? Teacher, I beg you!" Gu Dong looked like he was about to cry in the next second.

"Is one sentence enough?" Bai Yan frowned a little reluctantly after looking at the sour words in his eyes.

Bai Yan hesitated for a few seconds, picked a paragraph from a large paragraph that was barely in line with his situation, and drew a straight line below it with a gudong pen.

His fingers are very long, the joints where he holds the pen are distinct, and he looks a little thin. Gu Dong looked down his hand and saw that he typed his line at 3:30 in the morning yesterday:

"Although I've always had a bad time, this time I want to go to the end."

Before he came to power, Gu Dong was still in the messy preparation room, explaining to him the tone of voice that should be used in this sentence over and over, saying that he also felt doubtful, and finally only cheered him randomly, shouting in a hollow voice: "Mr. Bai , come on!"

"Yeah." Bai Yan returned a polite nod.

"It's good to say this time, maybe you'll really come to the end." Gudong shouted again.

Before Bai Yan could understand the meaning of this sentence, he was led by the coordinator to the waiting area at the end of the stage. The stage lighting was as pale and bright as before. He felt the weight of the heavy makeup on his eyelids and narrowed his eyes slightly. Look into the distance.

Suiyi still sat quietly on the tutor's seat like the previous recording, her face was softened by the light, and she didn't look too severe.

Bai Yan stood there, feeling like a patient who had been cut open on the operating table, his brain went blank.

"Although I've always had a hard time, this time I want to go to the end together." When Bai Yan said this, Yuan Yuanzheng was sitting on the toilet in the company's bathroom watching the preview of the next issue after the end of the first stage. Got a shock.

Although according to the past, Bai Yan would not say such words, but it is indeed his current situation that he is not going well, so he will bear it for the time being.

Before watching the last few minutes, Asi's phone jumped out and covered the video.

"Yuanyuan, have you seen it?" Asi's voice seemed to be outdoors, and the wind blew the phone receiver.

"What?" Yuan Yuan didn't quite understand.

"What is the hot search on Baiyan!" Asi's tone was very excited, "You are a professional, look and see how to operate!"

"Ah? Let me see." Yuan Yuan hung up the phone without hesitation, clicked on the entertainment list, and saw Bai Yan's name floating at the bottom.

#baiyan said I want to go to the end#.

"What's this?" Yuan Yuan looked at the content of the topic incomprehensibly. Several official accounts carried a video of Bai Yan with three scenes cut, and repeated sour words over and over.

Of course, Yuan Yuan is not a professional. She is just a film critic who has no intention of knowing Bai Yan because of her work. Inexplicably, Asila led Bai Yan to register an official Weibo account for Bai Yan to participate in "Only 2019".

Although she didn't do anything, Bai Yan's hot search still climbed up with the naked eye. At the same time, a few scattered private messages popped up in the background of the official Weibo of the support club.

There are a few messages asking if the official blog is being managed, a few asking if the official blog is still recruiting, and there are also two private messages with a large number of words that occupy more than half of the mobile phone screen.

Yuan Yuandian went to the homepage and found that it was a trumpet account that had just been registered and was also a member.

[111111_: Does anyone manage the official blog? ]

[111111_: Don't you care if you've searched for it? After reposting the main feature, if you see other clips with white feasts, you also need to repost, don't you know? Will there be a support group to control the evaluation? Haven't you posted about the square on the hot search? Don't you know how to organize the amount of playback on a single-player stage? There are very few shots in the next issue without staying in the top 20 didn't you know? How long has it been since the first round of voting started? Why haven't the link been opened yet? ]

Yuan Yuan felt as if she had returned to her student days, when she was scolded in the face for not doing well in the exam.

Yuan Yuan endured it for two seconds, but still couldn't hold back, and typed into the private message box cracklingly: "You are so powerful, come here."

On the other side, a new message popped up almost immediately: Give me the account number.

Yuan Yuan was stunned for a while, and then sent a series of numbers on the other side, and his tone slowed down a little: This is my WeChat, you can add it. If you don't have time, just give it to me.

"..." Yuan Yuan read the message for a while, but copied the number and added WeChat.

The account shows that the other party is a newly registered trumpet, but the real-name authentication has passed. Yuan Yuan is a little unsure, but chooses to add it.

Within two minutes, the other party passed the friend application, and then asked her: What's your last name?

Before Yuan Yuan returned, the other party said again: saw your nickname.

A transfer of 16,000 yuan jumped out from the interface. Yuan Yuan was startled and sent a question mark.

[Any nickname: My applet has a limit of purchases today, you remember to buy 2,000 sets of drinks and put the card to Bai Yan. ]

It wasn't until the other side sent the content of the mini program and voting tutorial that Yuan Yuan figured out the cruel and rude selection method of the show. After chatting a few more words, he realized that the lunch break had passed, and hurriedly ended the conversation: "For Lao Bai Thank you, I will give you the certificate after submitting."

After the other party sent a good word, Yuan Yuan pressed the payment.

"But this time, I want to go to the end together." On the screen that took up an entire wall, Bai Yan finished saying these words without hesitation, and the first episode of the show came to an abrupt end.

On the day of the first stage broadcast, Sui Yi happened to have a rare day off in half a year. Ji Zhen sent three messages to remind him to remember to watch Yi Shengqing's show.

The show is very interesting. want to be booed every two or three minutes. After watching it for a while, can feel the usual editing techniques of Northern Satellite TV. can even think of the flower characters arranged by the director of which studio.

Yi Shengqing has probably been taken care of by too many people. Both the beauty of the camera and the story line are impeccable. After more than half an hour, Ji Zhen sent four messages to the work group to express her satisfaction with the first episode.

Sui Yi glanced at him and put down his phone, picked up the remote control and dragged the show forward for two minutes. In the penultimate minute, Bai Yan wore the black shirt on the first stage and sang slowly. In the last minute, he made a declaration in the uniform of the vocal group. .

He recorded the group in Qinhuangdao a week ago. He only recorded the group for two hours. Because of the rush, Ji Zhen didn't let the director arrange too much content for him, so he was very relaxed throughout the whole process, like an ordinary person. Like the audience, they silently watched these people on the stage.

Most of them are young, with an undisguised childishness.

Bai Yan's natural baby face, standing in it is not very abrupt, but it seems to be different from here, there is no vigorous desire, and there is no vitality.

Until Jane Anne chased after him with the microphone and asked, "Bai Yan, what is your goal here?"

Jane Annie spent many years overseas, Sui Yi was stunned when she said these words with a straight face, and then she saw Bai Yan began to answer like an endorsement.

"Although I haven't been going well." Bai Yan's tone was calm, he raised his eyes and looked at the instructor seat in front of him, the light slowly dimmed with his speech, and then Sui Yi saw that he was obviously stunned. The eyes, vaguely feel that they are facing themselves.

It seems that after the software running for too long was stuck for a few seconds, Bai Yan's tone became erratic with the chase light, and he said in a daze: "But this time I want to go to the end together."

Jane Jane also paused for a few seconds before asking, "Do you want to go down with everyone when you say this?"

Bai Yan came back to his senses and sighed.

"Do you want to go down with all the players this time?" Jane Anne reminded him again.

"Well, yes." Bai Yan nodded.

The players in the vocal group behind them all applauded. Yi Shengqing took the lead by raising his hand above his head and patted it hard. The choreographer standing behind the close-up camera fiddled with the machine and pushed the camera from Bai Yan to Yi Shengqing. face.

Most of the vocal group consisted of unpopular and low-ranking players, and Yi Shengqing stood out among them.

Bai Yan seemed to have woken up from a dream. He turned his head to look at Gu Dong who was hiding in the background. Gu Dong's face was full of gratitude, and he made a great gesture towards him.

The stage part belonging to the vocal group ended, the silver-white chase lights gradually weakened, the director's voice calling to stop came from the ears, and then the lights in the studio turned on one after another.

"Everyone take a rest." Someone shouted.

The next day when the first stage was broadcast, Asi made an appointment for a phone call. The contestant coordinator waved to him with his mobile phone. Bai Yan squeezed out from a group of contestants facing the practice mirror.

"Bai!" Asi's voice was extremely penetrating, and Bai Yan quickly covered the receiver.

"What's the matter?" Bai Yan glanced at the calendar on the phone screen. "There is still half a month until the end of the month. You will pick me up when I eliminate you."

"Knocked out! Eliminated!" Asi said anxiously, "Do you know how many names you are now?"

Bai Yan evaluated his mood, and finally said slightly conservatively: "Eighty-nine?"

"Fifty-three!" Asi could not wait to get out of the phone, "Fifty-three, do you know!"

"...Really?" Bai Yan was a little surprised, smiled and didn't speak.

"Tell you, you have too many fans now. It's only been broadcast for two days, and Yuanyuan's fan group has 300 people." Asi continued enthusiastically, "There is also a particularly powerful girl here. , I have to help her manage the support club, Yuanyuan has been too busy recently!"

"Okay, is there anything else?" Bai Yan was afraid that his phone would be out of power if he continued.

"No, it's you now!" Asi repeated.

Bai Yan practiced the theme song for three days, but felt that her hands and feet were too sore to lift, and said perfunctorily, "Okay, I understand, thank her, and invite her to dinner when I get eliminated at the end of the month."

"Ah?" Asi was stunned. "What are you going to eliminate?"

"What?" Bai Yan felt a little panic in his heart.

"You are already 53rd, and the first round of voting will end the day after tomorrow. If you're not in the 60th place, why are you eliminated? Just stay with me!" Asi scolds him brightly.

Bai Yan understood, and heard Asi continue talking on the other end of the phone: "I am your agent, and I also seriously studied your vote. Yuanyuan told me that because your show is in the top 20. , so Northern Satellite TV has made a propaganda for you alone, and with this propaganda, fans will come!"

"Besides, you still have quite a few rich fans, you know! Yuanyuan said that because you and Yi Shengqing were in the same group, there were a lot of scenes, so you call it blood-sucking, don't you understand? Anyway, this Yi Shengqing is pretty good. , you communicate with him more."

Bai Yan stood at the base of the wall, feeling speechless.

"I see that the one you don't want to see does whatever he wants and likes him very much. This kid looks good to me." Asi paused for a while and asked him, "Bai, what's the matter with you?"

"It's okay." Bai Yan regained his voice, his tone was very light.

"Aren't you too tired?" Asi lowered her voice, "I heard from your fans that you can't eat enough to sleep enough in Qinhuangdao, are you okay?"

"How long do I have to record?" Bai Yan asked him without end.

"If the second round is eliminated, it should be mid-February, and we won't be able to catch up with the Chinese New Year." Asi suddenly heard something else in him, "Bai, don't you want to record? Are you uncomfortable? Some people don't want to see you. ?"

Bai Yan didn't speak, and looked into the practice room. The figure of the practice was crowded with the mirror that fell to the ground. No one spoke. The sound of footsteps and breathing filled the whole room, making it hard to breathe.

Bai Yan suddenly felt a sense of loss. He didn't know what he wanted to do, what he wanted to do, and he didn't even know whether he wanted to stay or leave. He probably could only understand the crux of the confusion. But even if he knew, he didn't seem to be able to do anything.

I can’t write when go out to play, I’m thinking about it!