Chapter 51 Hell-style devil training

The next day, ten o'clock in the morning.

As soon as Chief Director Ji Lei came to the office, the first thing he did was to turn on his computer and click on the hot search on Weibo.

"Director Ji, here's some coffee for you."

The staff handed over a cup of coffee, then picked up a lighter and lit a cigarette for Ji Lei.

Ji Lei slid the mouse and took a puff of the cigarette in his hand. As the smoke rose, the corners of his mouth gradually turned up.

This guy is really good!

There is no need to buy the hot search, there are topics about him every time you click on Weibo!

Since he started working as a music variety director, if he had to ask which contestant surprised him the most, it would have to be Lin Zhixing. He sang every popular song, which made people feel a little unreal.

"Xiao Wang, our program has become really popular. We can save a lot of money on hot searches in the future."

Xiao Wang gave a thumbs up and praised with a smile: "Director Ji, it's all because of your good directing that the program is so popular."

Ji Lei took a sip of coffee and asked with a smile: "You said that with this show as a resume, do you think I have the opportunity to be a director in a music variety show under the Central Label label in the future? I can be a deputy."

The Central Label Music Variety Show he mentioned, known as the Blue Star Music Spring Festival Gala, is the most anticipated music program every year.

It is the existence that all singers yearn for. As long as the singer can win the top three in that show, he will become the royal singer of the Central Factory.

There will be music resources that countless musicians will envy, and there will even be an opportunity to showcase your voice on an international stage like the Olympics and Winter Olympics, and your reputation will become a household name.

But it's not easy to participate in this show. The conditions can be said to be very harsh. You don't have to be popular, but you have to be invited by others.

Although Earth Central Factory does not have this kind of variety show, there are singers who enjoy this kind of super high treatment.

There are a few favorite singers in the central factory. Whenever there is any party, they have to run away.

Zhang Jie, a singer who has appeared in the Spring Festival Gala six times, is very favored by the central studio, and his song "Young China" has become a fixed repertoire at major evening parties.

Zhou Shen, the newly minted treasure singer, is not only a regular guest at Central Chang’s New Year’s Eve party, but even new songs are scheduled to be premiered at Central Chang.

The one who is most favored by the Central Factory is the Phoenix Legend in his previous life. He has a feeling of peace and prosperity for the country and the people as soon as he opens his mouth. He has attended so many major parties that he can't even count.

Who doesn’t want to be respected and admired by others?

Ji Lei's title in this kind of music variety show has come to an end. There is no comparison between the title of Godfather of the Talent Show and the title of director of other people's programs. They all start with the word "country".

If you can get in there, you will become a regular person.

"With this resume, you will definitely have opportunities in the future!" Xiao Wang said with his stinky feet in his hands.

Ji Lei smiled and nodded, "Haha, I hope so!"

"Boom boom boom!"

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Enter."

Ji Lei put down the coffee cup and said.

The door opened, and it was the staff in charge of Penguin Live Broadcast, "Director Ji, the official account of our program has been blocked. Netizens want to see Lin Zhixing's hell-like death training, and they want us to add it at the end of every day's live broadcast. .”

Ji Lei didn't see it on the hot search just now, so he raised his eyebrows and asked curiously: "What is the hell-style death training?"

The staff explained: "Lin Zhixing said on Weibo that he will undergo special training. The next issue will make netizens change their views on him and surprise fans."

"Let me take a look."

Ji Lei clicked on the program team's official account and took a look.

Oh my god, there are so many messages from netizens asking for petitions that I can’t even scroll through them with my mouse.

Ji Lei took a quick look and immediately agreed, "Of course, it's broadcast every day anyway. Why should we struggle with the traffic when such good traffic comes to our doorstep?"

The staff nodded, "Okay, Director Ji, I'll inform him then."

Ji Lei frowned and scolded: "You're stupid, do you understand what the netizens want to see? They don't want to see you perform, but the surprise interview is what they want to see, right?" The staff nodded repeatedly, "Okay, Good Director Ji!"

……

……

Day1.

It was 10:[-] that afternoon, [-] minutes before the live broadcast ended.

"Okay, in response to the requests of the audience, our program team decided to take a look at Lin Zhixing's hellish death training in the last part of the last three live broadcasts."

After the host made the announcement, the live broadcast room immediately erupted.

"Damn, you guys really took the advice!"

"I really love the program crew who listened to the audience's advice!"

"I'll see you soon, Brother Ye, I'm really looking forward to it!"

"Rapping actually tests your lung capacity. I guess he might be on the treadmill, singing while running!"

"Talk is very important in rap. Maybe he is reciting tongue twisters over and over in a corner?"

As the host walked away, he explained to the audience: "In order to let everyone see it more realistically, we did not notify contestant Lin Zhixing and used a surprise interview!"

Soon, under the leadership of another staff member, the camera team arrived at the door of the second class dormitory.

The host and the audience were very curious. They should be training outside at this time, so why are they in the dormitory?

When he opened the door and took a look inside, everyone was dumbfounded.

I saw a pile of newspapers spread on the floor of the dormitory, and an induction cooker was placed on the newspapers. Two men and two women were eating hot pot around the induction cooker.

“This fish ball is so cute!”

Lin Zhixing took a fish ball out of the pot and put it into Song Ge's bowl, "Eat more, I feel like you have lost weight recently."

"Yeah, don't just give me some, you can eat too."

Song Ge also took a piece of mutton out of the pot and put it into Lin Zhixing's bowl.

"Where did my shrimp slide go?"

Lin Zhixing rummaged in the pot for a long time, then slapped Dong Chen on the thigh, "You have touched my bottom line, I have tolerated you for a long time!"

Dong Chen looked pitiful as if he had given you all the money in his pocket, "Brother Lin, I was wronged, it was not for me to eat!"

"Inside..."

The host was dumbfounded just now, but now he came back to his senses and asked: "Contestant Lin Zhixing, the audience wants to see your hell-style death training, are you doing it now?"

When they saw the camera, the four people in the room were stunned, and the program team did not notify them of the interview.

The three people looked at Lin Zhixing with doubts on their faces. They had never heard of this special hell training.

Lin Zhixing put down his chopsticks and scratched his head in embarrassment, "It's... going on."

The live broadcast room was flooded with question marks.

"You fucking call eating hot pot a hellish death training?"

"I'll tolerate it if you eat lunch. Why don't you train when it's time to train?"

"Looking at this, it really wasn't staged by the show crew. It was really an unannounced interview. The four of them were stunned just now..."

"Be careful, brother, can you win next time with your attitude?"

"If he wins, I'll eat my female colleague's high heels!"

 Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, Xing Ye’s movie inspired me haha

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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