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Chapter 36 She and I Are the Control Group

Lu Jingshan didn't seem to expect that Fang Yimeng would ask him such a question, he paused for a rare moment, and finally said: "Why isn't someone in the recording studio?"

Holding the script handed over by Director Wang, Fang Yimeng walked into the studio, and said calmly, "What? I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss my sister so much?"

Every word she said carried a targeted atmosphere in it.No matter how dull Lu Jingshan was, he could hear her slightly irritable mood.

On the phone, the little girl's thoughts on teasing him caught his ears.

And his tall body with a cool aura, standing against the light at the stairs, with one hand in his trouser pocket, and the other hand holding the phone to his ear.

Fang Yimeng looked up, and bumped into Lu Jingshan's deep peach blossom eyes.

He put down the phone, and there was an undeniable affirmation in his clear voice, "Sister is not happy."

Fang Yimeng looked at the handsome man in front of her, she curled her lips and smiled, "You know?"

She stood at the corner without moving. It was Lu Jingshan who took the initiative to come down the stairs. He stood on the next step, looked at the woman in front of him with downcast eyes and a smile, and stretched out his palm towards her.

"I'm the roundworm in my sister's stomach, I guess—" The man's tone was soft, and there was a gripping deep meaning in the drawn-out tone.

"Is it Liao Ran who offended you? Do you want me to help you find an excuse to remove her from the show?"

In fact, Fang Yimeng was not unhappy in her heart, she was just wondering why Director Wang would come to her again, and it just so happened that Lu Jingshan called at this moment, and she made some jokes for the first time in order to make herself easier.

Unexpectedly, being misunderstood by Lu Jingshan became unhappy.

She twitched the corners of her lips, and tapped the script rolled into a tube against Lu Jingshan's chest.

The woman's soft tone fell next to the man's ear, and passed by gently, along with the sweet scent of perfume wafting from the tip of his nose.

"If you pick it out, I will be the target of public criticism on the Internet in the next second. If you are willing to let your sister be scolded by the Internet, just do it."

Fang Yimeng glanced in Lu Jingshan's direction, with a slight smile in her charming eyes like silk, then, stepping on high heels that were more than ten centimeters high, she swayed up the stairs and walked into the recording studio.

The studio was divided into five single rooms, and each single room was simply decorated, three pink and two blue.

Ever since she woke up from the plot, Fang Yimeng didn't like to run to her dressing room. Like the director, she took a chair and put it in the recording studio.

The people beside her were busy setting up the scene, but she was leisurely looking at the [i Interview] operation manual on the ipad.

As a spokesperson, you must look like a spokesperson!

After more than 40 minutes passed, the layout of the scene was almost complete, and all the students from the training camp had arrived.

The instructors were sitting in their private rooms, surrounded by students. Chad saw that it was very lively.

In Fang Yimeng's words, it is the illusion that peaches and plums are everywhere.

Others are full of peaches and plums.In her single room, she and Ou Xiangchen were the only ones, staring at each other with wide eyes.

Li Ke held the thermos cup, held the script that was going to be performed temporarily today in his right hand, and put some miscellaneous small objects beside the live broadcast shelf, and whispered: "Sister Yi Meng, the throat lozenges and Pang Dahai are all ready, Sister Meng Qing asked you to use less voice in acting today, and there will be a variety show tonight."

Sitting next to Fang Yimeng, Ou Xiangchen was looking down at the script. Hearing the picture, he looked up at his mentor who was beside him wearing a neatly outlined dress.

"Is senior so busy recently?" There was obvious concern in his clear voice.

Fang Yimeng took a sip of the water in the thermos and nodded, "Recently, the schedules have collided with each other, so I'm somewhat busy."

The young man hesitated to speak, and wanted to say something, but here Director Zheng shouted with a loudspeaker to get ready.

The staff leaned over, adjusted the live broadcast equipment, and followed Director Zheng's order, and opened the live broadcast room.

Fang Yimeng leaned forward with her hair pressed, half-closed her eyes and looked at the phone screen.

Many people flooded into their live broadcast room, but at the beginning, the barrage on the screen was all calling Chen Zai.

Call the MT machine for my cub: "Finally I can see a live morning cub, woo woo woo—"

Xiang Chen is my husband: "Baby!!!"

Those IDs were all about Ou Xiangchen. When Fang Yimeng saw this, he leaned back and gave Ou Xiangchen the picture.

It was the first time Ou Xiangchen saw a barrage that could interact in real time, and it was rare for the young man to appear a little flustered.

"Don't panic, this is your fans greeting you. You wave to them first, and then pick a few bullet screens that you think are easy to answer and answer first."

Fang Yimeng looked down at the script arrangement, then put it away, and explained the itinerary to Ou Xiangchen skillfully.

There were only two of them in a single room. Fang Yimeng wanted to have some variety show effects with Ou Xiangchen, but those mother fans and wife fans on the barrage were too fanatical. a burden.

Just as Ou Xiangchen was looking at the screen of the phone with some unfamiliarity, and his clear voice answered everyone's questions a little bit later, an exclamation came from the next room.

It was the people in Bai Lechi's group, probably to enliven the atmosphere, and howling like ghosts and wolves sounded like they were showing their talents.

The thin compartments can't block much sound at all.

"Hi everyone, oops, don't buy gifts, huh? My schedule, I recently talked about a project, and it should be officially announced in a few days."

Liao Ran's soft voice came through the noise. Although it was not obvious, someone was naturally sensitive to Liao Ran's voice, so they quickly caught the source of the voice.

Compared with the noisy noise from Bai Lechi, she was always the only one in Liao Ran's private room next door, speaking politely and speaking softly and generously.

Fang Yimeng pursed her lips, and then twitched again, cursing in her heart that Liao Ran was really a BKING. Will a student sitting in the back look like a sculpture?

Thinking of this, the picture suddenly became three-dimensional.

Fang Yimeng couldn't help but chuckle in her heart, and burst out laughing.

It so happened that at this moment, Ou Xiangchen, who had answered similar questions, stepped aside to show the sly-looking woman behind him.

"Senior, some of your... black fans came to the live broadcast room."

Sister emo's black fan leader: "My dear, I just saw the new segment of the variety show, and I registered for a long time before entering the live broadcast room."

Sunflower's wife: "Husband Wuli is so caring, but I also thank Teacher Fang for giving us a chance to show off to Chen. Just now I took another device to the random live broadcast room and saw a certain Liao chatting in front of the camera. The atmosphere was awkward To burst the watch."

Supporting the sky of Chaohua black fans: "Let me see what our emo sister who is constantly producing new black history is doing!"

　The plots of the control group are coming online one after another
　　
　
(End of this chapter)