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Saturday, 7pm, inside a small film and television studio called [Xiaoike Film and Television].
Because I start work relatively late, when it reaches 7pm, the studio is still brightly lit. Whether active or leisurely, everyone has high hopes for work and wants to take root in this city.
Except for one person.
"Xiaoxia, guess what I like to eat?" Xiaochi sat on an office chair with rollers and slid next to a young girl who was staring at the computer intently. At this moment, Xiaochi was holding a handheld camera facing him.
However, Xiaoxia turned a deaf ear to Xiaochi's question and ignored it.
Xiaochi became anxious, moved closer to Xiaoxia, and asked again: "Xiaoxia, Xiaoxia, what do you think I like to eat?"
Xiaoxia finally paid attention to Xiaochi, but she still looked at the computer and opened her mouth and said: "I don't know."
Xiaochi twisted his body and said, "Guess, guess, guess." At the same time, he looked filled with suppressed excitement and was planning his next words.
"You like to eat shit." Xiao Xia's words were shocking, but her expression was very calm, as if she meant it.
But Xiaochi was not angry at all. He looked directly at the camera and shook his head, denying Xiaoxia's words with a nasal voice, and then said:
"I like to look at you dreamingly."
Then Xiaochi looked at Xiaoxia affectionately.
Xiao Xia pushed up the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose, but there was no reaction. Her eyes never moved away from the computer screen from beginning to end.
Silence, silence is the kitchen tonight.
Xiaochi turned his head to face the camera and sighed, silently tapping his feet on the ground and sliding away.
"Why hasn't this "Tucao Show" started yet? Why is time so slow?" Xiao Xia frowned and clicked the mouse impatiently.
??I follow variety shows during working hours, and I am worthy of being a boss. Xiaochi tried his best to shrink his body very small, hoping not to be caught by the big boss behind him to vent his anger.
Xiaochi feels that the status of the selected person is very important, otherwise it would be just ogling a blind man.
So Xiaochi took small steps and moved to a girl who was lying on the back of a chair and playing with her mobile phone.
"Qianqian, can I do a magic trick for you?" Xiaochi said confidently in front of the camera lens.
Qianqian raised her head and saw the camera facing her and Xiaochi. She shyly raised her phone to cover her face, but her eyes looked through the camera's 360-degree reversible display screen to see if there was anything wrong with her makeup. Trim the bangs in front of your forehead and turn your face left and right to see which side is more photogenic.
I have no idea what Xiaochi just asked.
Xiaochi waited for a long time but still couldn't hear the answer. He closed his eyes and rekindled his feelings, then asked the question again with a confident look on his face.
"Okay." After Qianqian made sure that her makeup was pleasing to the eye, she didn't mind cooperating with Xiaochi.
Xiaochi smiled evilly, stuffed his left hand into his pocket, and looked like he was holding something when he took it out.
Xiaochi said: "Stretch out your hand."
Qianqian stretched out her left hand that was farther away from Xiaochi.
"No, you change one." Xiaochi imagined what would happen later and found that it didn't work, so he asked Qianqian to change her hand.
Qianqian looked at Xiaochi with a look of deep suspicion, then spread her right hand.
Xiaochi said excitedly: "Look at it!" Then he slowly put his hand on Qianqian's right hand.
Xiaochi and Qianqian stared at their hands on the screen.
What makes Xiaochi feel wrong is that no matter how far his fist is lowered, Qianqian's hand below the fist also moves down, so Xiaochi can never touch it.
This is not in line with the textbook! This situation is not written in the textbooks!
Qianqian¡¯s big eyes sparkled with curiosity, and she said after finishing her attack: ¡°You have changed, why have you not changed?¡±
Xiaochi suddenly opened his hand, trying to forcefully complete the routine.
But Qianqian¡¯s hand was faster and she took it back in advance.
Xiaochi turned to look at Qianqian, Qianqian looked at Xiaochi with doubtful eyes, Xiaochi looked at the camera expressionlessly, Qianqian still looked at Xiaochi doubtfully.
"Haha." Xiaochi forced a smile, and then slowly moved himself away from Qianqian without moving his upper body or legs, only moving his feet. The moment before Qianqian walked out of the camera, she was still looking at Xiaochi. Her big eyes seemed to be able to talk, and she asked Xiaochi with deep doubts what she was doing and whether her brain was going crazy.
Smallnbsp; Others in the studio thought they had discovered something earth-shattering, so they dropped what they were doing and ran over, gathered around Xiaochi, and watched the video played on Xiaoxia's computer.
The video ended soon, and today¡¯s date appeared, which will be broadcast at 8 o¡¯clock tonight.
"No one saw anything. Some didn't recognize Han Jue at all. They just thought Han Jue looked familiar and handsome.
So they all looked at Xiaochi and quietly surrounded Xiaochi.
The video is over, your performance should be over, right? Is it time to explain?
Xiaochi immediately turned around and squeezed into the crowd. Everyone was squeezed out by him without noticing. Although they didn't know what Xiaochi was doing, they saw someone running, so they chased after him.
Finally, a bunch of people followed Xiaochi and ran to Xiaochi¡¯s office.
Fortunately, Xiaochi is the owner of the studio, so the desk is set up independently and the surrounding area is relatively empty.
A bunch of people just surrounded Xiaochi. Some anxious ones had already stood behind Xiaochi and locked Xiaochi's neck, intending to question Xiaochi about the essence of what he had just seen through the surface of the video.
Rather than begging loudly for mercy, Xiaochi desperately stretched out his arm and clicked on the video he was making.
The young man who locked Xiaochi¡¯s neck saw Xiaochi struggling to click the mouse, so he also looked at the content of the video and was stunned for a few seconds.
"Hiss~~!!!" The young man released his hands that locked Xiaochi, and leaned back slightly, but his eyes were fixed on the screen, with a look of horror on his face.
This ghostly appearance aroused the curiosity of other colleagues, so they also looked at Xiaochi¡¯s computer screen, and then,
"Hiss~!"
"Hiss~~!!"
"Wow~!"
"Fuck!"
Either one after another, or speaking in unison, all of them trembled, looking like they couldn't believe they had won a big prize, and leaned back exaggeratedly.
¡°He is a star after all. No matter how old he is, he is still a star who will appear on the "Tucao Show" tonight. A star appears in a video from our not-so-famous internet celebrity studio and gets zero pay! What kind of luck is this! This video can even be labeled as a "re-debut" debut.
??It¡¯s a big lottery, there¡¯s a chance of a salary increase, there¡¯s a chance of buying a house in Shanghai, there¡¯s a chance of finding a girlfriend.
Hugs for hugs, high fives for high fives, howls for howls.
Xiaoxia was relatively calm and waved her hand to let everyone watch the video together.
? Everyone, please restrain your excitement. Whether it can bring them to the peak of life depends on the quality of the video.
Everyone quickly quieted down and watched the video with concentration on the stylish and charming man wearing navy blue long sleeves and khaki shorts.
Some female staff members already let out screams stuck in their throats just by seeing Han Jue's face and figure. They were rapid but full of affection.
But the female staff member also covered her mouth and quickly quieted down, and watched with everyone as Han Jue walked towards an elegant girl who was playing with her mobile phone. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com