Although there were ups and downs, the result was without any suspense. Zheng Qian returned to the backstage amidst a burst of thanks and applause.
Some of the players waiting in the waiting area appeared from all directions at this time, and everyone stepped forward with smiles on their faces to congratulate Zheng Qian.
"Brother, you sang so well!"
"It's so surprising, Zheng Qian, you are probably the biggest dark horse on the "Singer" stage!"
"I didn't expect Zheng Qian that your creative ability is so high. We can communicate more when we have time. I am also a creator."
"Zheng Qian, let's take a photo together, come on, one, two, three, eggplant!"
Compared with the nodding acquaintance before, these players now looked at Zheng Qian like old friends they had not seen for many years. They all stepped forward to say hello, making noisy noises, as if they were talking to each other.
Endless topics.
Fortunately, the assistant director came over immediately and said, "Zheng Qian, go to the preparation room."
Zheng Qian just saw Ren Xi, but before he could say a few words to Ren Xin, he was taken to the preparation room for an interview. The group of players behind him looked envious.
Ren Xin was very happy.
The fact that a contestant has the opportunity to prepare shows that the program team attaches great importance to this contestant. This is a story line arranged by the program team and prepared for long-term development.
The number of lenses is absolutely guaranteed.
In fact, many players do not even have the opportunity to prepare for the harvest, which shows that they are just soy sauce players.
The interview is a supplementary interview to the main film, and is composed of the assistant director and several photographers.
Zheng Qian was interviewed several questions, most of which were about his life experience, past and the situation at the scene.
In less than half an hour, the preparations were completed. The assistant director looked at Zheng Qian with emotion on his face: "Young man, you are really a buried treasure. Fortunately, our program discovered you immediately. You will become popular in the future. Don't
I forgot who made you famous."
These words were very straightforward, and Zheng Qian quickly thanked him, "Thank you very much to the program team for giving me the opportunity to perform. I understand the principle of not forgetting the well digger when you are in trouble, but director, I am still far from being popular..."
"Well, staying humble can help you go further in the entertainment industry."
The assistant director patted Zheng Qian on the shoulder and said with a smile: "You advanced today, but there are still many contestants whose competitions have not started yet, so you have to wait two weeks for the next performance. Today's recording is for the sixth period, about
Wait until the eighth or ninth issue, you wait for my notification..."
At this time, the director Ji Haiyang came forward and said with a smile: "Director Zhong, I will handle Zheng Qian's announcement."
The assistant director frowned: "Oh, it's the ocean... Okay, remember to inform Zheng Qian when the time comes."
After saying that, he turned around and left, looking obviously unhappy.
But Ji Haiyang still smiled unabated and said to Zheng Qian: "Mr. Zheng, I am Ji Haiyang. We have been communicating on the phone before. From now on, I will be the one to handle your announcements. Don't worry, I will answer all your announcements."
I will inform you of any news, good or bad, as soon as possible."
Zheng Qian looked at this short and fat man, who looked like the Hong Kong director Wang Jing in his previous life. He nodded: "Excuse me, Mr. Ji."
"No trouble."
Ji Haiyang smiled and said: "I am very optimistic about you. Of course, many people are very optimistic about you. You are very popular now. However, I feel that I know you the most compared to others. Believe me, I
We will create a unique personality for you based on your characteristics.”
Zheng Qian Sharan.
There is always a lot of intrigue in the workplace. The assistant director and the director are both members of the directing team. One has some authority, and the other is waiting to be promoted. They are both employees who have signed the CCTV contract, and they are both likely to take off in the future.
Zheng Qian is not easy to offend, and as long as the assistant director does not remove the subtitles, he is not much different from an ordinary director, and is not even much higher than a set manager, so Ji Haiyang also has the courage to stop the assistant director from crossing the line on the spot.
When the recording of the program ended and I left the studio, it was already seven o'clock in the evening.
The company had already finished get off work, and Zheng Qian and Ren Xin continued to eat leek buns on the roadside. While Ren Xin stuffed her little mouth, she didn't talk idlely, winking and saying: "Zheng Qian, we are rich and noble, don't forget each other. !”
Zheng Qian stuffed another bun into her mouth and said calmly: "Low-key, do you understand?"
Ren Xin nodded fiercely, her eyes turning into crescent moons as she smiled.
After dinner, according to the rhythm of the previous few days, Zheng Qian ran for an hour at night before returning to the apartment to wash up and continue writing the sequel to "The Three-Body Problem".
Now he has said goodbye to handwriting. The company specially equipped him with a computer. The configuration is not high, but there is no problem in coding. According to the plan, he will write for two hours every day.
The "Three-Body" trilogy has a total of about 900,000 words. Although Zheng Qian is very familiar with the plot, there is no guarantee that it will be accurate. Moreover, some of the physics knowledge points involved in "The Three-Body Problem" are also very difficult to calculate.
It was complicated, so Zheng Qian also bought some books on "Quantum Mechanics" and "Relativity" in the bookstore, checking for omissions and filling in the gaps while writing.
It has been more than a week since I submitted my article to "Science Fiction World" and I still haven't received a reply, but Zheng Qian is not in a hurry.
The excellence of "The Three-Body Problem" and its own value in the field of Chinese science fiction are huge. No matter where it is published, success is only a matter of time.
The next day, Zheng Qian came to the company to work on ironwork as planned. As soon as he opened the office door, he felt something was wrong.
The atmosphere in the entire office hall was stagnant, and the directors were expressionless. But if you look carefully, there seems to be a touch of ecstasy under the corners of those suppressed mouths.
Especially after seeing Zheng Qian come to work, everyone opened their eyes wide, quickly gestured to Zheng Qian, pointed out the direction, and said excitedly: "Qian'er, Qian'er, come quickly!"
Zheng Qian followed their gestures and looked towards Lin Qianqian's office. He saw two men in black suits and sunglasses standing in front of the office door. They were standing there like two door gods, stern and unable to see clearly.
Any expression.
Through the frosted glass, Zheng Qian could vaguely see figures moving around the office.
He was a little curious, so he stepped forward and asked: "What happened...is there someone at Sister Qian's house?"
Lin Qian's family has always opposed her investment in the entertainment industry, and they have been here before to check it out. The attitude at that time was similar to today.
"No, no!"
Tao Yingying's face turned red with excitement, but she pretended to be reserved. She coughed twice and said to Zheng Qian nonchalantly: "Well, it's nothing serious, Hua Zai is here."
Zheng Qian paused: "Who is coming?"
"Liu Yihua, Liu Tianwang!"
Financial Director Zhang Min had a lot of emotional ups and downs. She lowered her voice and said excitedly: "What are you still doing, idiot? Hurry in, I'm looking for you."
When Zheng Qian heard this, he immediately patted his head and quickly walked to the general manager's office.
He remembered what Andy said on the show yesterday, but he thought it was a show script and a polite comment. He didn't expect that they really wanted to communicate with him...
Tao Yingying's eyes were bright and she said to Zhang Min: "Guess what happened at the recording session of "Singer" yesterday? What secrets do Qian'er and Hua Jai have?"
Zhang Min analyzed the fierceness like a tiger: "Could it be Hua Tsai's long-lost illegitimate son..."