Changes

Author: Codezi Tao

Changes

Inside the rest room.

Zhou Di was drinking hot tea and brushing his cell phone with his legs crossed.

The posture looks like a leisurely old man.

Several short-term guests opposite him were also browsing their phones, but there were obviously several gazes that would sweep past Zhou Di.

It seems that I want to talk to Zhou Di, but I don’t know how to find a breakthrough.

In the end, a male artist was more courageous and took one step forward to Zhou Di.

"Dige."

"What are you doing? Did I say I won't eat your chicken. Steak?"

Zhou Di looked up and saw the figure blocking his light, and said first.

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The male artist scratched his head awkwardly.

"No, I'm just here to ask you if we plan to have a midnight snack after the show is over later, and if we go for something together?"

Zhou Di's eyes passed over the male artist and looked at the opposite side, and several artists helped him out.

"Go, Di Ge."

"Yes, Teacher Zhou, let's go together."

Zhou Di hesitated a little, and changed his words to the point of his words.

"Okay, let's go together."

It’s not nice to say about wine and meat friends, but for Zhou Di, these mean connections.

I am short of money, so I just happened to ask them if there are any notices to introduce.

If you don’t work harder, why should you pay 500,000 yuan?

With Zhou Di's reply, the faces of several artists relaxed a lot, and they chatted with Zhou Di.

"Teacher Zhou Di, have you been on many variety shows before? Your pace is good."

"Di Ge, have I recorded variety shows with you?"

In the recording of the first half just now, Zhou Di showed a sense of variety show that made them far beyond their reach.

The rhythm of speaking and the reversal of the story also became one of the most impressive guests in the entire first half.

If nothing unexpected happens, this performance should be completely put on the show.

What short-term guests like them fear the most is the plum blossoms.

Sometimes the carefully prepared performance is cut, and sometimes the wrong sentence is put on.

It can be said that the artist's character is all related to editing.

They can decide whether you are a madman or a Chido Star on the show.

One of these rhythms is very important, and you can’t start with a good editing, so you will show a tone of almost asking for advice to Zhou Di.

Zhou Di didn't mind talking to them.

However, things like variety show sense may not necessarily be taught.

The intermission time passed quickly.

The red light on the wall lights up, and the radio also heard the sound of notifying everyone to enter.

The artists packed their own things and prepared to return to the venue.

Those who organize their clothes and re-make up.

The core theme is that I can not speak, but I must not be bad.

When they returned to the venue, the audience was still buzzing. When they saw the artists coming back, the discussion gradually became less and less.

When Zhou Di returned to the studio, he happened to see Hu Ming, the director behind the camera, muttering something to Wang Han, who was beside him, holding a notice in his hand.

The two of them deliberately turned off the microphone, so they couldn't hear it clearly.

As for the other artists, they are all busy with their own work.

Or talk to people or brush your phone.

As for Jin Chen, there were several staff members around him.

When Zhou Di looked at her, he just took his eyes back, so he didn't know if he looked at him.

But when Zhou Di came in, he could clearly feel a lot of gazes from all directions.

"Hey, your name is Zhou Di, right?"

The soft voice behind him said that Zhou Dila came back to her senses.

Turning around, I saw that it was Wang Cong and Liu Wei.

Liu Wei stood beside Wang Cong, half-joking.

"Brother Di, this is Sister Wang Cong. I don't need to introduce what I do."

In terms of fame, Wang Cong and them had a radius of eight taels.

But at least they have a regular show host.

Wang Cong belongs to the type of sister next door, and has the temperament of good grades and good personality.

It is also because I wore contact lenses when I recorded the program, which weakened a little.

If you change into the glasses you wear, you will probably have a more obvious temperament in academic domineeringness.

Wang Cong is also a real academic master and graduated from Capital Communication University.

However, in "Huxing Intelligence Bureau", Wang Cong's performance is not as good as Liu Wei.

Although Liu Wei doesn't say much, at least there is a singing and dancing session that can bring some shots.

Wang Cong's few speeches were not very exciting.

If Zhou Di remembers correctly, he will be in the first episode he watched.

Wang Cong's speeches were not as high as Liu Wei, and there were only less than 5 sentences in total.

The camera is not as good as Xue Fu. Although they have nothing to say, they can always take care of Wang Han when they stand beside him.

However, these are not reference factors in Zhou Di's eyes.

Zhou Di, who has face control, doesn’t care about these things when he sees people.

He greeted him enthusiastically.

"Hello Sister Wang Cong."

"You performed very well just now. I heard from Liu Wei that you met you very early?"

Wang Cong said with a smile.

She transformed from the weather forecast channel to record variety shows.

However, the performance was not satisfactory in both episodes, so people who control the rhythm were always more envious of people.

When I heard that Liu Wei and Zhou Di knew each other, I had the intention to make friends.

Zhou Di looked at Liu Wei's eyes and answered truthfully.

"Yes, we met a lot early on. I can come to record the show, but he introduced it."

"Can you teach me when you have time? I think you have a good pace."

"No problem, I can teach you step by step."

"That's great, let's add WeChat."

Wang Cong took out his cell phone, and Zhou Di naturally did not disagree.

However, Zhou Di felt that when he added Wang Cong's WeChat, he always looked at him.

After adding WeChat, Zhou Di returned to his seat.

As soon as I sat down, my head turned around.

"The story you told before is so funny."

"No, Teacher Mengchen is funny."

"ah?"

"No, I mean your story is funny."
To be continued...