Chapter 215 "Entertainment Intern" (24)

Chapter 215 "Entertainment Intern" (2-4)

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

No, are these guys really giving up?

If you don’t want to divide it, I still want it!

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

This has always been the case with group work, in universities and in some companies.

Once you speak first, you have to take responsibility. No one wants to take on this heavy work, so they all avoid it. There is a dead silence in the group until they are almost dead, and they have to speak out.

It’s as if cooperation is a competition, and whoever speaks first loses.

Dong Fan is not afraid of taking responsibility, but who makes Qin Jue insist on humiliating him? The same goes for Qu Nan. He was in the fourth group in the last round and only scored more than 20 points in the end, which was better than the ninth team he led. The group is far apart, right?

At this time, he had forgotten about Qin Juezai's score of more than 100 points in the eighth group.

Tsk, why don’t you say anything?

Dong Fan looked at his phone anxiously.

No, if he took the initiative to speak out now, wouldn't it look like he was rushing to get on Qin Jue's side? Why!

Hey, it’s all the team leader and director’s inaction anyway, so what does it have to do with me?

He turned over on the bed. After a while, he couldn't help but take out his phone and click on the group chat page.

You didn’t say anything harsh, right? Wasn't it just that he replied "Not yet, you are so easy to write as a script"? It’s a fact that scripts are difficult to write!

Why didn’t anyone talk after that?

It’s so annoying, there’s no feedback, and I don’t want to change it at all.

Dong Fan has written many stories before, and they also have themes that fit the theme of family and education. But for comedy, who knows whether the judges are referring to the ending of Happy Ending or whether it needs to have a laugh track?

The funny stuff is all silly and sweet without any meaning! He is a profound screenwriter!

Just wasting time by tossing and turning, and the next day passed.

The program team of "Entertainment Intern" called in advance and informed the interns to come to the filming building at the designated time for the second round of recording.

Dong Fan rushed over gloomily, rehearsing what he was going to say later in his mind.

You must speak righteously and make them ashamed! Apologize to him from the bottom of your heart!

Although this wastes a lot of time, he has been writing stories part-time for a long time, so it is no problem to rush out a script in the last few hours!

What's this? This is the critical moment to turn the tide!

"Are you from the eleventh group?"

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

"What before? I was here during the first round of recording!" Dong Fan was simply baffled.

Please, he is a guest on the show. Why do you have to be asked questions by the guard here? I'm sorry, are you worthy?

"Okay, let's go in."

The other guard didn't say anything, just confirmed the pass and let me go.

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

Dong Fan looked back angrily, feeling more and more that his Mercury was retrograde these days, and he had to compete with him in everything.

He first went straight to the conference room of Group 11 and found that there was no one at all. He searched around and found no one. Even the two makeup artists were nowhere to be seen. He had to spit and return to the public dressing room of the program group. makeup.

"Huh? Who are you and why are you here?" The makeup artist from the program team still looked at him blankly.

"My guest, I'm here to put on makeup. I'm about to appear on the show."

Dong Fan showed his pass.

He didn't have any opinion on these makeup artists. They were just working for the show anyway, and they were not as important as the judges and host Lin Yuqin.

"Aren't you divided into groups? The makeup artist in the group will put on makeup." The makeup artist was still confused.

Even if the team is not assigned a makeup artist, isn’t there still a makeup assistant in the resources?

Although she came here today, the program team had actually arranged no work for her. It was just her habit to come over and take a look after finishing the work on the other side. Unexpectedly, she met this intern.

"I, I don't know!" Dong Fan had the nerve to say that he hadn't found anyone at all. He blushed and shouted, "I'm a guest anyway. You can just put on makeup. Why do you ask so many questions?"

"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 didn't care about Dong Fan like this.

After all this trouble, it took Dong Fan a long time before he rushed to the recording site.

It’s because the makeup artist is too slick, what the hell did he do with his hairdo? It took him three suggestions to get it right. It was really unprofessional!

"Why are you here so late!"

The field control director held the list and glared at him fiercely, "Hurry in! Recording is about to start!"

"you……"

Considering that the host and judges might see it, Dong Fan endured it.

What about the old people in the industry? Each and every one of them has such an attitude and low emotional intelligence. You should be fired as soon as possible!

He deliberately slowed down and walked through the side passage, but no one in the audience noticed him, which was really disappointing.

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

How hard he works!

He's still smiling despite being so uncomfortable. Isn't his acting skills much better than that of the guy named Qin?

He walked all the way to the eleventh group and saw most of the members sitting there. Liu Zhe was wearing a school uniform and had a particularly rustic three-quarter hairstyle. His hair was sprayed with gel like a spirited boy from the village. He also wore rimless oval glasses, which made his eyes irritated just by looking at them.

Um? Where is Qin Jue?

It seems like someone is not here?

Dong Fan thought for a while and then remembered that the person seemed to be a makeup artist, and his name was Gu.

As he walked over, several other people also saw him and said hello in a friendly manner.

Come on, I guess you know each other!

I am the only one who has a lot, so I won’t argue with you.

Dong Fan sat down and coughed twice, and rarely took the initiative to say: "Has the content been decided? I think there is still time. The script is trivial, so there is still time."

After all, the order of performances has not been drawn yet. If they are the last one, there will still be at least half an hour, which is enough.

"Oh, it's okay." Qu Nan smiled gently, "Didn't you say there was a small problem before, so it won't be a problem."

"ah?"

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

"This theme is quite difficult, and there's really nothing we can do about it if we can't do it well." Yang Dong, who was in charge of recording, seemed to be holding back a laugh, but his expression was quite sincere, "If it's a big deal, we don't need to split up. It's just one round, it doesn't matter."

"ha?"

Dong Fan is completely outraged. Are these people too irresponsible? !

"How can you give up so easily! This is a competition, do you understand the competition? Of course you have to work hard and give it your all!" 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 suddenly his buttocks hit the seat again.

"What are you doing!" He lowered his voice and gritted his teeth, "People will be eliminated in the second round! You don't want the points, I want them!"

His score in the screenwriting group was already third from the bottom, which is already very dangerous, okay!

The others looked at each other.

"Well... we have to record it anyway, so there is nothing we can do." When prop master Ji Zhang said this, he tilted his head to one side and did not look at Dong Fan.

"Yes, yes." Qu Nan and others laughed.

"What on earth are you doing!!"

Dong Fan, who had a strong sense of responsibility, was about to burst into tears.

If the title hadn't already been decided, I would have called this chapter "Onlookers with Mental Retards." (Holding tea peacefully