Fang Xinghe followed the staff to the hotel with excitement. As Nian Botong said, the hotel he stayed in was a very luxurious star-rated hotel, very close to the scene where the variety show was recorded, and it only took five or six minutes to walk.

After checking in, Fang Xinghe and a young staff member lived in the same room. The girl who lived with him asked, "Do you want to go there with us?"

Fang Xinghe asked: "Where are you going?"

"Go to see Hilda, are you going?"

Fang Xinghe immediately replied: "I want to go!"

So Fang Xinghe took the camera and went out with the girl, met with other staff downstairs, and went to the recording site together.

Fang Xinghe came to such a place for the first time, like a curious little mouse. She looked here and there, completely like a picture of Liu Laolao entering the Grand View Garden.

The cool lights, gorgeous decorations, and atmospheric sets, everything was so novel to him. Fang Xinghe followed the rest of the team to enter the recording site. When they entered, the host was starting a new round of recording. The host held the microphone and shouted slogans at everyone, guiding the audience to applause and cheer. Several young girls on the central stage were lined up in line, preparing for the rehearsal before the recording.

Fang Xinghe and other staff were arranged by the staff in the audience seats behind. Everyone watched from a distance for a while, then left one after another after the rehearsal, and came to the backstage to communicate with the air staff. After the rehearsal, during the intermission, Hilda finally saw Fang Xinghe. She screamed, "Fang Xinghe, why are you here?"

Fang Xinghe looked at her with a smile and said, "Why can't I come to see you? Are you surprised or not?"

Hilda took advantage of the agent's inattention and hurried to Fang Xinghe, holding her arm, looking very intimate, actually lowered her voice and asked, "Where is my heart and soul?"

Fang Xinghe quickly looked outside, then patted his bag at Hilda: "Here is here!"

Hilda said excitedly: "I knew you were reliable, Xinghe, you are really my good friend!"

Fang Xinghe whispered: "Hilda, don't always think about your little yellow duck-wen. You should think more about your debut. Nian Botong must not be discovered by him. If he discovers it, I think your fate may be the same as Yuwen Jie."

"Capitalists cannot deprive me of my hobbies. This is my soul sustenance. What do they want to do? Do you want to force me to death? Ah?" Hilda was angry. She hugged Huang Xinhe's bag tightly: "Xinghe, you must protect my heart and soul. When I finish recording this program, I will definitely protect it after I come out. No one can take away my heart and soul!"

The agent there looked at Silda and shouted at him: "Hilda, you're ready to record the broadcast. Come here quickly, hurry up, everyone is waiting for you!"

Hilda cried and replied, "Here you come!"

Fang Xinghe quickly reminded her: "Go quickly, don't be stunned here."

Hillla went back to the recording site in one step and three times. The staff asked Fang Xinghe, "Do you want to watch it on the scene or go out first? It may take a long time to be there, because he is not allowed to walk around casually during the recording,"

"I want to watch it for a while. This is the first time I've watched Hilda's recording program," Fang Xinghe said with a smile: "As a good friend, I still have to give him some support."

The staff nodded, "Yes, then you can take a look here, but you should pay attention to the discipline on the scene, cooperate with the host and the command of the scene. If there is any emergency, try to disturb others' departure from the scene."

Fang Xinghe gestured an OK gesture, and sat down with peace of mind, and the place officially began.

After sitting down, she realized that the wonderful scenes on TV were not available on site, but the warm atmosphere on TV was created through post-production editing. This process made her feel long and difficult. She sat down in the left stage for more than two hours, while Hilda and the others were jumping and dancing on site, and from time to time they had to match with other male guests to play various games.

After recording a two-hour program, the people who played the game on stage were already exhausted and kept the overall program effect consistent. All the guests could not change their clothes casually in order to achieve the best results.

Fang Xinghe followed other staff back to the hotel early and the guests and audiences on the scene were still recorded on the show. At this time, Fang Xinghe began to sympathize with the hardships that made the celebrity's glory, especially young idol stars like Hilda who have just debuted and not much popularity. The first step in which the modest attitude is recognized by others is to endure no matter how hard the work is.

Fang Qinghe only realized in the morning that the recording of the day lasted until one o'clock in the morning, which also meant that Hilda and the others had the opportunity to sleep until one o'clock in the morning. The recording scene for a week finally showed the effect on TV, which was actually only more than an hour.

The next night after Fang Xinghe came, he had the chance to appear in Fang Xinghe's hotel the next day. Two good friends screamed at the door and ran into the room. After closing the door, Hilda chased Fang Xinghe and asked her for her small notebook. Fang Xinghe took out the notebook and said solemnly: "Hilda, I stole this from me by risking my life. Nian Botong still doesn't know that you must not be exposed. Once it is exposed, not only will you be unlucky, I am also unlucky!"

Hilda opened her beautiful eyes and held Fang Xinghe's hand tightly with a solemn face and said, "Don't worry, Xinghe, I will never let you down. I will protect you and me, and will not let our common secret be discovered by the capitalists!"

"Hilda, how can you say that to your boss?" Fang Xinghe asked speechlessly.

"Isn't he a capitalist? I'll just record the program, how can I confiscate my small notebook? How can I have the motivation to record it without that notebook? See how long it takes for a day to record it? I'm not afraid of hardship or fatigue. If I laugh, I laugh, if I make me cry, I cry, if I make me quarrel with others, I'll quarrel with you. Am I not more cooperative than others? How can I treat me like this?" Hilda said angrily: "He is not a capitalist, who is a capitalist?"

"Hilda, I'll give you your dear. And, just now, I have something I have to correct for you. Isn't the little yellow duck article the common secret between us? Did you hear it?" Fang Xinghe shook his head speechlessly, resolutely not admitting that watching the little yellow duck article is her own hobby, which is clearly Hilda's hobby. She not only loves to read, but also loves to write!

Hilda didn't care about this, she rolled on the bed with her little notebook in her arms, and looked at it and said, "Xinghe, I'll sleep with you tonight. I don't want to sleep with me. Who do you live with? If you let her live in my room, we can live in the same room. If you come to me, we can't live in the same room. Do you think it's right?"

Fang Xinghe looked at her sleepyly: "Hilda, you are an artist now, and everyone living here is staff. How can you mix with the staff? Besides, will your agent agree? Don't make any trouble here, be careful that your agent will scold you again later."

"Why should I scold me? I have the right to choose where I sleep on my left. I slept well here and was in a good mood. So that I would be more energetic to record the program tomorrow. What's wrong with him? If he is unhappy, he can only hold it in. I'm irresponsible." He said with confidence, just as if the agent said she was stepped on by her feet.

Just as Hilda finished speaking, the door of the room was suddenly knocked. Outside the door, Hilda's agent asked, "Hilda, are you inside?"

Hilda suddenly widened her eyes, reached out to cover her mouth tightly, and shook her head desperately at Fang Xinghe.

Fang Xinghe looked at him in shock, what does it mean? Could she pretend to be not here? This is not OK, a living person is gone, and the agent will never believe it, so Fang Xinghe reached out and opened the door, and said to Hilda's agent with a smile: "Are you looking for Hilda? She is here."

The agent looked over and said to Hilda: "Hilda is ready to go back and rest, and there is still life tomorrow. Don't stay here."

When Hilda got up from the bed, she glared at Fang Xinghe fiercely. Fang Xinghe looked up at the sky and pretended not to see it. Oh, there is no way. The current artist identity is different from before, especially since she has officially debuted now. I don’t know how many people are staring at her eyes. If she is photographed by a reporter, maybe Hilda will be taken out one day in the future, deliberately blackening Hilda and saying that she is both men and women.

Although ten thousand people were unwilling, and although Hilda was full of resentment from Fang Xinghe, he was eventually caught by his agent. Fang Xinghe spread his hands at her with a helpless look on his face, and then pointed to his cell phone, meaning that he could send messages on his mobile phone.

As a result, Hilda glared at her angrily, and their phones were now confiscated by the agent and could not contact the outside world casually.

After dinner in the hotel, Fang Xinghe didn't know how Hilda told his agent. Anyway, she finally appeared at the door of Fang Xinghe's room with a pillow happily, and the little girl who lived with Fang Xinghe could only sigh and squeeze into the room with other colleagues.

Fang Xinghe asked: "Hilda, how did you tell the agent?"

Hilda lay on the bed with a big thorn and said, "I told the agent that as long as he allowed me to sleep with you, I will do whatever he asked me to do in the future, and cooperate highly!"

Fang Xinghe was shocked: "Hilda, your price is so high. What if the agent tells you not to do good things in the future?"

"I'm not afraid," Fang Xinghe said lazily: "When my parents talked to the capitalist, they said that I was young and would never see any news about drinking with this boss or having dinner with the boss on the news. Otherwise, even if the capitalist breached the contract, well, this was written in the terms."

Fang Xinghe nodded, "Okay, your parents are still prescient, it's better than messy news that will be spreading. What, oh, how much is this female star worth when drinking, how much is that female star worth when drinking. It's just a character of the female artist, which is disgusting."

Two good friends rarely met in a hotel in another place. The two of them had a fight and said something all night. Hilda had an old problem and chased Fang Xinghe and asked him where he had taken Feng Hao.

Fang Xinghe firmly refused to admit it: "Feng Hao is my friend, a good friend, not the kind of relationship you think! Don't give me such a strange problem!" In order to prevent Hilda, she was written into the little yellow duck text again, Fang Xinghe reminded: "Hilda, I solemnly remind you that you are definitely not allowed to write me in your little yellow duck text. If you let me see it, I complained to Nian Botong, saying that the last time he and Yuwen Jie's dialect was you."

Hilda laughed dryly: "I just listened, but I didn't say I wrote it. Besides, even if I said what I wrote, I wouldn't write your names and Feng Hao."

When Fang Xinghe heard this, he immediately said angrily: "The pseudonym is not good either. If you dare to write, I will expose you at that time, so that people can know that traffic stars actually write little yellow duck articles and headlines! You must know that you are a traffic star now and a person with a status. You will never allow bad news to be spread, otherwise you will see if your agent is angry. You have a handle in my hands, hahahaha!"

Hilda: "Fang Xinghe, you are not my good friend, I want to break up with you."

Fang Xinghe said: "It is not allowed to break up with friendship. If you want to break up with me, I will go and report it. Haha, anyway, you have a handle in my hands now. You are just a ball of dough in my hand. I can knead it anyway."

The two of them whispered for a long time in the middle of the night, and they tossed and turned over and over because of a few words, and finally fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Hilda was called away by her agent. Fang Xinghe felt that the recording had been too long and didn't want to watch the scene again. When she was bored, she would take the camera around her and change to a new environment. She was so excited about taking photos.

Near noon, Fang Xinghe received a call from Ms. Qiu. It turned out that Ms. Qiu wanted to invite Fang Xinghe to the Art Center to play, and said that Qiu Tian was also back to Haizhou during the holidays, so that the two of them could communicate more.

Fang Xinghe thought of Ms. Qiu's purpose and suddenly she was one big. She almost forgot about this. Ms. Qiu was still thinking about matching her with Qiu Tiandi.

Fortunately, Fang Xinghe and Qiu Tian had already reached a tacit understanding. She also knew that Qiu Tian had his own girlfriend, so Fang Xinghe smiled and said, "Aunt Qiu, I am not in Haizhou now. I am traveling outside, and it may take a while before I can go back."

Ms. Qiu suddenly felt embarrassed: "Oh, look at me, I don't have the chance to go out often. I forgot that you young people love to go out. Just have a little happier when you are playing outside. When you come back, you say to your aunt, let's have dinner together. You and Qiu Tian have not seen each other for a long time, and he is still thinking about you at home."

Fang Xinghe: "..."
Chapter completed!