Doomsday Bosses Win the Entertainment Industry

Dong Fanlai waited at home for a day. Except for Qu Nan's question, "Is the script completed, do you need help?", there was no movement in Feixun's group chat.

No, these guys, did they really give up?

If you don't want to share, I still want it!

He was puzzled, but out of face, he didn't want to take the initiative to speak.

Group work has always been like this, in universities, and in some companies.

Once you speak first, you have to take responsibility. No one wants to take on the heavy work of this stall, so they all avoid it.

Make it as if cooperation is a competition, whoever speaks first loses.

Dong Fan is not afraid of taking responsibility, but who asked Qin Jue to take his own face, so did Qu Nan. He was in the fourth group in the last round, and he only scored twenty points in the end, which was better than the ninth team he led. The group is far behind, right?

At this time, he had left behind Qin Jue's eighth group of more than 100 points.

Tsk, why didn't you speak!

Dong Fan anxiously looked at the phone.

No, if he took the initiative to speak out now, wouldn't it appear that he was in a hurry to stick Qin Jue's cold ass! Why!

Well, anyway, the team leader and director didn't do anything, so what's my business?

He turned over on the bed, and after a while, he couldn't help but took out his mobile phone and clicked on the group chat page.

You didn't say anything serious, did you? Didn't he just say "not yet, you are so easy to write as a script"? It's a fact that the script is not well written!

Why did no one speak after that!

I'm so annoying, there is no feedback, and I don't want to change at all.

Dong Fan has written a lot of stories before, and there are also two themes that fit the family and education, but for comedy, who knows if the judges are referring to the ending of Happy Ending or have a laugh?

Laughing point, those things are all silly and sweet with no connotation! He is a profound screenwriter!

It was so time-consuming tossing and turning, and the next day passed.

The program team of "Entertainment Intern" called in advance to inform the intern to go to the shooting building for the second round of recording at the designated time.

Dong Fan rushed over gloomily, rehearsing back and forth in his mind what he was going to say in a while.

They must speak righteously and make them feel ashamed! Apologize to myself from the bottom of my heart!

Although this wastes a lot of time, he has been writing stories part-time for a long time, and it is totally fine to drive out a script in the last few hours!

what is this? It's time to turn the tide!

"Are you in the eleventh group?"

The security guard at the door looked at him in surprise, "Why didn't you come before?"

"Before what? I'm here during the first round of recording!" Dong Fan was simply inexplicable.

Please, he is a guest of the show, why is he being asked questions by the guard here? I'm sorry, are you worthy?

"Okay, let's go in."

The other doorman didn't say anything, he released the person after confirming the pass.

What attitude! It is also one of the top shooting buildings in Shanghai, and the security guards are of this quality!

Dong Fan looked back angrily and felt more and more that these days it was his Mercury retrograde, and he had to compete with him no matter what.

He first went straight to the conference room of the eleventh group, and found that there was no one at all. After looking around, he found no one. Even the two makeup artists were nowhere to be seen, so he spit and returned to the public dressing room of the program group makeup.

"Huh? Who are you, and how did you get here?" The makeup artist of the show team looked at him blankly.

"My guest, I've come to do makeup, and I'm going to be on the show."

Dong Fan showed his passport.

He has no opinion on these makeup artists. Anyway, they are all part-time workers for the show. How can they compare with the judges and host Lin Yuqin.

"Aren't you divided into groups? The makeup artist in the group will do the makeup by the way." The makeup artist was still quite at a loss.

Even if the group doesn't get a makeup artist, isn't there a makeup assistant in the resource?

Although she came here today, in fact, the program team has not arranged any work. It's just that she habitually came to take a look after finishing the work on the other side. I didn't expect to meet this intern.

"I-I don't know!" Dong Fan was so embarrassed to say that he didn't find anyone at all, blushing and shouting, "I'm a guest anyway, you just need to wear makeup, why ask so much?"

"Oh, okay."

The makeup artist muttered a few words. It was not easy for her to get this job. She had met so many people that she would not care about Dong Fan like this.

After such a toss, it took Dong Fan a long time to rush to the recording site.

It's all because that makeup artist is too watery. What kind of thing did that hairstyle blow for him! It took him three suggestions to get it right, so unprofessional!

"Why are you here so late!"

The director of the field control gave him a vicious look while holding the list, "Hurry in! The recording is about to start!"

"you……"

Considering that he might be seen by the host and the judges, Dong Fan endured it.

What about the old people in the industry, one by one, just this attitude, the emotional intelligence is really low, get fired as soon as possible!

He deliberately slowed down and walked past the side aisle, but none of the audience noticed him, which was really disappointing.

Dong Fan was a little aggrieved, but he still smiled when he saw the camera.

How hard he works!

Even if you are so uncomfortable, you still keep smiling. Isn't this acting much better than that of the Qin guy?

He walked all the way to the eleventh group, and saw that most of the members were sitting there. Liu Zhe was wearing a school uniform, with a particularly earthy 37 hairstyle, and the hairspray was applied like a spiritual boy at the head of the village. She also wore rimless oval glasses, which made her eyes too hot to look at.

Um? What about Qin Jue?

It seems that there is no one else there?

Dong Fan thought about it for a while, and then he remembered that the man seemed to be a makeup artist, what was his name Gu?

He walked over, and several other people saw it and greeted him kindly.

Che, count you as acquaintances!

It means that my lord has a lot, so I don't care about you.

Dong Fan sat down and coughed a few times, and then he rarely took the initiative to say, "Is the content finalized? I think there is still time. The script is small, and it's still too late."

After all, the performance order hasn't been drawn yet. If they are the last, there will be at least half an hour, enough.

"Oh, it's alright." Qu Nan smiled gently, "Didn't you say there was a small problem before, so it's not troublesome."

"what?"

Dong Fan was stunned for a few seconds, but he was still confused, "What do you mean?"

"This topic is quite difficult~www.wuxiamtl.com~ I really can't do anything about it." Yang Dong, who was in charge of the recording, seemed to be holding back a smile, but his expression was quite sincere, "If it's a big deal, don't divide it up, it's just one round. ,It's ok."

"what?"

Dong Fan is completely on fire, these people are too irresponsible, right? !

"How can you just give up! This is a game, do you understand it? Of course you have to work hard and go all out!" He said angrily.

"Shh, camera, camera." Costume designer Pan Yueyue put her index finger to her lips.

Dong Fan, who was about to stand up and get angry, heard this, and his **** was on the seat again.

"What are you doing!" He lowered his voice and gritted his teeth, "We'll be eliminated in the second round! If you don't want points, I'll ask for it!"

His score in the group of screenwriters was originally the third from the bottom, which is already very dangerous, okay?

The others looked at each other.

"Well... it's about to be recorded anyway, so there's nothing I can do." When the props master Ji Zhang said this, he turned his head to one side and didn't look at Dong Fan.

"Yes, yes." Qu Nan and the others said haha.

"What the **** are you doing!!"

Dong Fan, whose sense of responsibility is overwhelming, is about to cry.

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