Chapter Five Hundred and Forty-Three: Night Planting
The butt determines the head. He Ling and Fang Jing Huang Lei are in different positions and have different considerations. Stopping the talent show will not be good for the stage, nor will it be good for him.
As the leading provincial channel, Xiangnan Satellite TV has always had the most popular ratings. The station’s main source of income is advertising fees. Without the support of popular variety shows, where will the advertising fees come from?
Seven days a week, six variety shows are running non-stop in Taiwan, and dozens of TV series are aired at different time periods.
Advertising fees in Taiwan are charged by the second, five seconds, ten seconds, fifteen seconds, twenty seconds. The prices are different at different times.
In the past, even in the middle of the night, a five-second advertisement cost more than 4,000 yuan. By noon, it would be several times higher, and by prime time in the evening, it would be more than ten times.
For a popular show like Supergirl, the advertising fee can easily reach hundreds of thousands.
Whether it is a variety show or a TV series, commercials are usually played for about forty or fifty minutes, and the commercial time is six or seven minutes. How much does it cost in one day? The more popular the program, the higher the advertising fee.
"Teacher Fang, we've finished washing, come up quickly!"
Listening to Fu Xiaotang's shouting upstairs, Fang Jing's head was covered with black lines, and he smiled at Huang Lei, "Don't get me wrong, she meant to let me wash it, bah, they can just let me wash it, oh! Forget it."
"I didn't misunderstand, but you did, right?" Huang Lei said seriously, "What are you thinking about?"
"No more talking, see you later!"
Putting down the cup, Fang Jing waved and walked upstairs. He saw a room that was half-hidden and the others were closed. He guessed that this was his room and pushed the door open.
Hearing the sound of opening the door, Duan Qingxue, who was changing clothes, turned around, their eyes met, and there was a sudden silence in her tone.
Fang Jing's eyes were twitching wildly. When he looked closely, he saw that Duan Qingxue had not taken off his clothes. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately!
"Here, do you want to drink herbal tea? There is one downstairs."
"Thank you, I won't drink." With a red face, Duan Qingxue pulled down the corner of her clothes to cover her white navel. If Fang Jing had come a few seconds earlier, she would have been gone.
"Well! Get some rest early, and remember to close the door if you have nothing else to do." Fang Jing left the door ajar and returned it to its original position, awkwardly exiting.
Touching her feverish face, Duan Qingxue's heart beat faster. She was annoyed that she had forgotten to close the door just now. She was used to it at home, so she never locked the door.
A few seconds later, the door opened again, Fang Jing stretched out his head and whispered: "Which room is my room in?"
The doors of the seven or eight rooms upstairs were all closed. Some were from Huang Lei, some were from He Ling, and some of the people who came this time. Fang Jing was afraid that something bad would happen, so Fang Jing didn't knock on the door. It would be better to ask first.
Holding the sports shorts tightly with her fingers, Duan Qingxue gritted her teeth and said: "The second one from the left."
"Thanks."
As soon as Fang Jing walked away, Duan Qingxue locked the door with a bang.
When he came to his room, Fang Jing found a change of clothes, beach shorts, white T-shirt, and flip-flops, put them into a plastic basin and carried them into the bathroom.
Learning from his lesson, this time he called outside to see if anyone was there. When he didn't hear a reply, he walked in confidently.
Maybe because it had just been washed, the bathroom was filled with smoke, and the air was filled with the faint aroma of shower gel. I opened a door and walked in. What I saw was a small white vagina hanging on a stainless steel horizontal column as thick as my thumb.
Sighing, Fang Jing felt tired. This thing definitely didn't belong to Huang Lei and He Ling. Who could be so arrogant?
When no one came, he couldn't wait any longer, so he put on shower gel. A few minutes later, Jing Jing started to shiver. It turned out that the shower head was twisted backwards, and it was really cold water.
After returning to the room, Jing took out his mobile phone and found the group group, which Fu Xiaotang and the others had just created yesterday.
Wang Zha: "Whoever takes a shower last, if the soap falls off, go get it yourself."
Wang Zha is Fang Jing’s WeChat nickname to avoid being searched by fans. He never uses his real name.
Loan to open a bank: "I don't have any soap? Does it belong to one of you?"
Ye Zi: "Neither do I. Qingxue, is it yours?"
Fu Xiaotang and Ye Qingyang both said no, so in the end only Duan Qingxue was left. In the room, Duan Qingxue was lying on the bed, playing with her mobile phone with her long legs curled up, confused, where did she get the soap? Fang Jing's own, right?
No! He’s going to die!
Blushing like a monkey's butt, Duan Qingxue remembered that she was the last one to wash, and something seemed to have been left behind. Fang Jing said it was soap to save her face.
"My, my, go get it now!!"
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After drying his hair, Fang Jing sent a message to the group, "I'm going to pick up food in the fields. You all should stay out of your rooms and come down to play more, especially Duan Qingxue."
"Longing for Life" is a very popular variety show. Most of the celebrities who come are in the top tier. If it wasn't for the second and third tier celebrities, they won't be able to be on the show until next year.
Duan Qingxue will be in the entertainment industry in the future, and now is a good opportunity for her to be exposed.
After sending the message, Fang Jing didn't read it again. The prompt came. It was up to her whether she could understand it. She found a straw hat and put it on. She took out the thermos cup from her suitcase and carried it downstairs.
"What are you doing?" Looking at Fang Jing's beach shorts, short T-shirt, and big straw hat, Huang Lei was confused.
"You went to the fields to find food. Didn't you force me to go there voluntarily?"
Taking out the thermos cup, Fang Jing picked up the teapot and poured herbal tea into it. It was probably a waste of time, so he brought some water with him to quench his thirst.
"Teacher, I'm going too." Behind him, Fu Xiaotang said after running downstairs.
"And me!"
Duan Qingxue and Ye Qingyang were closely followed. They didn't know who Huang Lei was, so they probably wouldn't have anything to talk about when they sat together. Moreover, the two of them were both big stars, so there was a sense of distance between them, and they were far less close than Fang Jing.
"Ye Qingyang and I will go, and you two will stay." Fang Jing said to He Ling, "Teacher He, please help me keep an eye on them. I'll be back soon."
"It's okay, go ahead."
Fu Xiaotang is talkative, and Duan Qingxue will not be lonely with her. Fang Jing left with Ye Qingyang, followed closely by two cameras behind him, who followed leisurely a few meters away.
"Teacher Fang, have you started recording now?" Ye Qingyang asked, looking back at the camera curiously.
"It started a long time ago. From the moment we entered the village, we filmed the entire process, including every move, word and deed in the living room and room."
"Ah!" Ye Qingyang was horrified, "Then we were being watched while taking a shower and changing clothes?"
Fang Jing chuckled lightly, "There are no cameras in the bathroom, and we won't take pictures of you changing clothes in the room."
One thing Fang Jing didn’t say is that all the program directors and directors, including the surveillance room staff, are female. Even if they see something they shouldn’t see, they will delete it.
He gave Ye Qingyang the straw hat and the two of them arrived at the radish field ten minutes later.
"Wow, this radish is so big. Teacher Fang, you are so awesome." Seeing Fang Jing pull out a big white radish with one hand, Ye Qingyang stood in admiration.
"You can come and do it all. They were planted overnight two days ago."
"Ahem!!" The cameraman's mouth twitched, "Teacher Fang, you are filming, please save some face."
Fish are put in the fields and cabbages are grown overnight. These are secrets kept secret by the program crew. All the guests who have come in the past know about it, but no one said it.
It’s a prop, I understand!
Guests in each episode order different dishes, so it is impossible for the program team to prepare everything for the Manchu and Han banquet early.