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Chapter 78: The Great God Meets

Kuaiben is a program that is more than ten years old. It is undeniable that it has indeed had a glorious history, winning the variety show ratings championship for countless times. To use a popular saying on the Internet, no one can beat it.

Many people spent their youth with Kuaiben, squatting in front of the TV every week, tuning into Hunan Satellite TV, waiting for their favorite stars to appear.

But its cookie-cutter theme melody is too monotonous and has not changed much over the years. As people get older, more and more viewers don't like this show.

After one or six years, a large number of variety shows came like a flood, and each station spent huge sums of money to create its own variety shows. Although there are not many that can compete with Shonan Satellite TV, there are still many.

Representative ones include Qi Pa Shuo, Tucao Conference, Ace vs. Ace, Running Man, Extreme Challenge, China’s Talent Show, and Voice of China Dream.



Wang Han didn't expect Fang Jing to refuse like this, so he hummed twice and didn't ask again. He admired young people, but he wasn't eager for talents.

After eating, several people left each other's phone numbers and V-mails. We have many friends and many roads. We are all experienced people here. How can we not understand this principle.

Although Fang Jingka has the smallest position, he may become famous one day. Besides, leaving a phone number doesn’t mean anything. I’ll wait until you have equal status to call me. I’m usually very busy.

After dinner, Fang Jing returned to the hotel and caught a flight to Shanghai the next morning. His next commercial performance was a few days away, and he had to report to the company every day before that.

That's how newcomers are, if they don't have a job, they have to come to work. Even if it's cleaning, you have to work from nine to five.

Just after registering at the door, Fang Jing was about to enter the elevator when he suddenly stopped and looked at a figure in the reception area of ​​the lobby.

A greasy middle-aged man in his forties with blurry eyes, wearing an Armani outfit worth tens of thousands of dollars, he wears it like a sportswear.

The man held his hands in front of his chest, tapping his shoulders with his index and middle fingers, and his head wandered around from time to time, feeling a little bored and nervous.

"Hi! Hello!" Fang Jing sat across from him and greeted with a nod and a smile.

Xu Shi was a little excited. He grinned, and the crow's feet suddenly appeared in the corners of his eyes, "Hello Fang Jing! You are my idol. I like your songs very much. I have been listening to them all night."

If others said this, they might be polite, because no one would listen to music in the middle of the night, but the person in front of me, Fang Jing, really believed it.

"You are also my idol, Third Uncle," Fang Jing smiled, "Code writing at night is not good for your health, so you still need to adjust your work and rest schedule."

The fat man in front of him was not the third uncle from the Southern School. Fang Jing often saw people posting photos of him in the group, and he also secretly went to the space to take a look.

The third uncle of the Southern School, whose real name is Xu Shi, was born in 1982. He is in his early thirties, but based on his face, people would believe him even if he was forty.

It is hard to imagine that such delicate characters as Zhang Qiling and Wu Xie were written by him. Fang Jing felt that the fat man in Tomb Raiders Notes was a true portrayal of him.

"Do you know me?" Xu Shi looked a little excited. In their line of work, it was common for them not to go downstairs for a year or so without seeing the sun. The neighbor next door had been living there for several years and he didn't know whether he was a boy or a girl.

Fang Jing smirked, "You know, Tomb Raiders Notes, right?"

He had chatted with Xu Shi many times in the group, but the other party didn't know his name.

"Fang Jing is actually a fan of mine. No, I want to take a photo and post it on Moments. Can we take a photo together?"

"Okay, take photos as you like!"

After taking the photo, the two chatted for a few minutes. It wasn't until Yang Ning called that Fang Jing remembered that there was someone waiting for him above. He hurriedly said goodbye and ran into the elevator.

"Tsk tsk tsk!" Looking at his back, Xu Shi chuckled, "No wonder Neng Hong is so kind and has no temper at all."

"As expected of my own book fan!!"

Looking at the four or five photos on his phone, Xu Shi did not post them on Moments, but then thought about posting them in the group.

"I met a fan today who looks familiar. Please help identify him."

Some time ago, Changhe started singing Fang Jing's songs in the group, and claimed that they were very familiar with each other. He was very complacent and looked like he was in a bad mood.

It's a rare opportunity to show off. How could Xu Shi miss it? How about familiarity? I'm his idol, can I compare?

Xiaolong: "I'll go! Isn't this Fang Jing? Someone's friend some time ago."

Qingcheng: "Third uncle, have you asked Fang Jing if he knows a certain Changhe?"

Tudou: "+1 upstairs, Changhe comes out and gets beaten! You are going to be hammered."

“Boss Bull Coin!”

The new arrival, Eagle Stewed Chicken, didn't know what was going on. When he came in, he saw Chang... The boss was taking photos with celebrities, and he suddenly felt uncomfortable.

"Where did you meet Uncle San? I'll go for a walk tomorrow. Maybe I can meet two very close friends!"

Seeing someone in the group make a sarcastic comment, Chang He's face turned black. His fingers seemed to be worth a thousand pieces of gold, but he just couldn't press the keyboard.

Zi Liang on the side almost burst out laughing! "Brother... I posted a picture to slap him in the face, can you bear it? Post a picture to smack him!"

"Don't make small talk during work hours. Do you have any professional ethics?"

"You don't have a picture, do you? I recorded a video last time I went to Magic City TV Station. Do you want to give it to you?"

"Ahem!gkd!"

A few minutes later, a video of Chang He talking to Fang Jing appeared. Because it had been silenced, you couldn’t hear what was being said.

Chang He: "Thank you for the invitation. I just got off the subway on my way to work. I have a Ph.D.... Ahem! What's the matter?"

"It's really Fang Jing? It's just that the hairstyle is different. Can anyone make the sound come out? I don't know what to say."

"Is this the Magic City TV station? I know the building outside. Their director is my boss. I used to serve there...as a plate."

"Thank you for the invitation! I graduated from MIT and am currently charging. I am lying on my side on the bed playing with my phone. Give me five minutes and I will restore it."

"Fuck you!"

Chang He shook his little hand and quickly withdrew the video. Fortunately, it was not more than two minutes.

If he really wanted to produce the original sound, how could he still mix it up?

"I am Changhe!"

"I'm still sunsetting!"

Thinking about that scene, he is still embarrassed.

"The Great Changhe! Why did you withdraw it? I haven't saved it yet?"

"Isn't it because P Tu is guilty?"

"Don't talk nonsense. This is a video. Uncle San's is the picture. If you want a p-picture, it's Uncle San."

Third Uncle from the Southern School: "I admit, the picture above is not the original one. I turned on the beauty, filter, and microdermabrasion."

"The group owner has banned comments!"

Others still wanted to speak, but Changhe held back, and there was an announcement following.

"This group is a writing exchange group. Please don't join us for no reason. In addition, the sound in the video is a commercial secret and will not be disclosed to the public. Please do not discuss it further."

In the Huanrui World Hall, Xu Shi looked at his cell phone with black lines on his head, "What a business secret, what if Changhe dares to show it? It's obviously a guilty conscience. No, I'm going to ask Fang Jing later if he knows Changhe."

"That guy brags about his money every day. He even said that Fang Jing is his biological son, and that he is the most handsome guy in the world. The two of them sing and sing together like a cross talk, and they all say that Fang Jing is their good friend."


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