What celebrity wives hate is my vest and not me

Chapter 173 Additional rewards based on playback volume
The sun has set in the west, and even the sunset has fully shown its afterglow.

Fire clouds hang in the sky, and the mushroom house will usher in nightfall in less than half an hour.

The program crew has already eaten and gotten sufficient rest. A short break after exertion cannot completely relieve fatigue, but will only make the body crave long-term comfort.

The cameramen once again picked up the cameras. They knew that there was still the final finishing touches to today's shooting. As long as they survived the last few moments, they could call it a day and come back tomorrow.

Li Ming picked up the walkie-talkie: "Dear guests, please note that filming will resume soon and will start in 5 minutes."

"I know, director." Huang Sanshi listened to the voice from the earphones, nodded, and greeted into the living room: "Peng Peng, the filming will start again in 5 minutes. Come over and help me wash the dishes later! Put the dishes away. The basin was taken to the yard and washed using a pressurized water well. The kitchen was too small for filming!”

"I know, Teacher Huang!"

In the living room, Peng Peng and Zhang Zifeng were playing games on the sofa, and their sister was complaining that the game should not be finished in 5 minutes.

Teacher He didn’t know where he went, but he probably went to debug the equipment.

Qin Feng was still enjoying the cool air in the small yard at the entrance of the mushroom house, leaning against the door with his head lowered and playing with his mobile phone with one hand, with a faint smile on his lips.

"What are you laughing at?" Wang Anruo asked, sitting next to him and holding his head.

Qin Feng turned his head and glanced at her. Looking at the curious expression on her face, his smile became even wider. He walked over and squatted next to her.

"Don't you check your Weibo on weekdays?"

Qin Feng handed over the phone.

Wang Anruo moved her butt to the side very naturally, giving up half of the little horse.

Only a little bit of support can be used to seat two people. Although it is a bit crowded, it is much better than letting Qin Feng squat all the time.

Qin Feng reluctantly gave in. If he hadn't been arranging a program, he would have grabbed Xiao Mazha and sat down. Then he hugged Wang Anruo and put her on his lap.

"I rarely read online reviews," Wang Anruo shook his head gently: "There are a thousand Hamlets in the minds of a thousand people. I can't make everyone like it. There are inevitably bad reviews in the comment area, and I don't want to limit their opinions. I don’t want to feel bad because of my comments, so I rarely watch it.”

"It's quite open-minded." Qin Feng nodded thoughtfully: "I occasionally pretend to be a trumpet to confront black fans, and I get scolded. I keep holding back my anger... Not only on your Weibo, but also on the program team's The comment section has also fallen."

Qin Feng turned over two interesting comments and showed her: "They are all about the two of us."

The current trend of public opinion on the Internet is roughly as follows:
The hot topic in the first wave of discussions was the contrast between Fang Nianwei's close interaction with the mysterious guest and her recent official announcement, and then gradually evolved into whether the mysterious guest might be Qin Wuxiang.

At this stage, it's just Fang Nianwei's fans who are looking for help for their idol, in order to consolidate Fang Nianwei's single-minded and pure persona.

But combined with the trailers that Li Ming deliberately arranged for the editing team to edit, netizens did not believe that Qin Wuxiang was proficient in various farm chores.

In their eyes, the stereotype of a writer is that his house is filled with messy books, his life is upside down day and night, he travels everywhere in search of inspiration, and he even runs wildly in the heavy rain.

Especially Qin Wuxiang, who is the only one among the new generation of writers.

In short, the more outrageous the public's perception of Qin Wuxiang, the better.

Fans deified him, and Kuroko believed that he was an idiot except for dating and writing, or that he was simply black for the sake of being black. Certain remarks made it difficult to believe that the person sitting in front of the screen was a human being.

Besides making money and writing books, what else would you, Qin Wuxiang, do?
Not to mention falling in love with the national goddess Fang Nianwei... There is no real love in the entertainment industry, only capital hype.

Wang Anruo glanced at Qin Wuxiang's cell phone and smiled helplessly.

"Why are there still bets? They were angry for a while and then forgot about it. They really can't do this... This person has a tone like my grandpa. I guess he must be quite young. There is really no need to be so angry."

Qin Feng was slightly surprised: "You still have grandpa fans?"

He thought it was outrageous to have him as his father's fan... Of course, he didn't dare to say anything for fear of being beaten.

What does it mean when a top-notch science fiction writer is subjected to domestic violence in public?

"My fans are of all ages!" Wang Anruo snorted: "Unlike someone else, the fan base is concentrated among women aged 20 to 50... The oldest in the portfolio is 42 years old, what do you think? ?!”

Qin Feng raised his hand to show his innocence: "Conscience of heaven and earth! She just took good care of herself. She said she was 30 years old at the time, and I believed it!"

He was deeply impressed by the woman Wang Anruo was talking about, and was rewarded with 300 points on the condition that he listen to the woman's complaints.

This strategy task was not difficult for Qin Feng, who was getting better at that time. The perfect male charm made the old baby believe that Qin Feng was the Plato and Lao Ai of her life. It only required a few days of greetings on WeChat, and a few meetings with a few people. This little thoughtful detail made the other person fall completely in love with him.

But the extent of the fall was a bit beyond Qin Feng's expectations.

When she was drinking in a bar one night, she mixed some good stuff into Qin Feng's wine. Fortunately, Qin Feng had already ordered level 10 physical fitness at that time, so he pretended to be drunk and escaped through the back door while she was going to the toilet. At the hands of an elderly aunt.

From then on, Qin Feng became afraid of women who were as old as wolves and tigers. He spent two months of quiet life relying on the points he saved. After the points were really nervous, he started the next hunt for beauty as a last resort.

Seeing Wang Anruo's eyes narrowed, Qin Feng quickly coughed and changed the subject: "Where is Mr. He?"

"Probably I went to pick up the guests." Wang Anruo also knew that he was changing the topic, glared at him, turned around and hummed: "Didn't I tell you in the afternoon that there would be a few guests coming over in the evening? Where are your ears? ?”

"I'm here to see you this afternoon, so I don't care enough to listen to what others say." Qin Feng smiled, spread his hands, and then asked casually: "The guests are here, what should I do if the meeting is awkward later? In the entertainment industry, I I don’t know anyone.”

Wang Anruo then replied: "Although I know a lot of artists, domestic entertainment is still too chaotic right now. I would rather not know them... Sometimes it would be more embarrassing to know them."

After all, once you get to know each other, you will tell some rumors about them, and some of the private rumors are simply unpalatable.

Qin Feng stared at her for a long time, which made Wang Anruo feel a little embarrassed.

"What's wrong, you keep looking at me?"

"I thought that with your personality, you would say what you hate directly, without even trying to pretend." Qin Feng smiled: "I have never seen a girl as happy as you."

Wang Anruo flipped her hair and snorted disapprovingly: "Work is work, life is life... Fang Nianwei and Wang Anruo are not the same person. But it's just because they don't want to pretend to be themselves in life that they fall in love with you, right?"

She looked at Qin Feng seriously in the evening breeze, and suddenly smiled, as graceful as a startled dragon.

"I really liked you at that time. I thought you were very mysterious and there was something about you that attracted me."

"now what?"

"Now..." Wang Anruo's face was red, but she was calm and generous: "It is no longer appropriate to describe it as liking."

Qin Feng lowered his eyebrows and smiled, the smile on his face coming from happiness and recognition.

It feels so good.

"Attention all units, other guests will be in place soon, cameras are in place, ready to start!"

Li Ming shouted on the intercom. Peng Peng had already come out of the house with a basin full of dishes and chopsticks, and walked to the pressure well to wash the dishes.

"Senior Fang, what should we do now?" Qin Feng asked Wang Anruo.

It was his first time filming a variety show, and he didn't understand many things.

Wang Anruo clapped his hands and stood up, smiled, and stamped his feet playfully: "Let nature take its course and do whatever you want. Life is all about variety shows!"

Teacher Huang came out of the mushroom house, stretched, looked at Qin Feng and said with a smile: "Teacher Qin, are you going to prepare your own short story or experience? The guests will come later. We will finish filming the last tea party and shoot today." it's over."

"Do you want to spend the night in the Mushroom House?" Qin Feng asked: "I saw the previous films before I came here to shoot, and they said I would spend two days and one night here."

"If you want to live here, live here. Staff who live far away will stay here. It's not convenient to move the equipment back and forth. You have to leave someone to watch it."

Teacher Huang looked at the equipment piled up in the blind corner of the yard and said: "As for the guests... Generally speaking, there are no requirements, as long as they can catch up with the shooting when they come back tomorrow." After Teacher Huang said that, Qin Feng changed before he could say anything. He noticed a slight tug on the clothes behind his back.

The pull was very small, like the strength of a child.

Qin Feng turned around and met Wang Anruo's big shining eyes.

Her eyes were big and she looked very happy. She was shaking gently from side to side, and her little hands were quietly pinching the corner of Qin Feng's clothes.

This angle is basically impossible to photograph.

Qin Feng looked at her eyes and was stunned for a moment, then he understood.

Wang Anruo quietly opened his mouth, and Qin Feng immediately turned on the intercom and heard the lip speech.

[Hey, you don’t have to stay here tonight! 】

Wang Anruo smiled happily [Shall we go out to play tonight? 】

[Okay, I’ll take you to a good place. ] Qin Feng nodded in agreement.

Then he looked at Teacher Huang and asked, "Teacher Huang, what are you going to talk about at the tea party?"

Teacher Huang replied: "Oh, yes, there is only such a link in the script, but I didn't tell you the specific content, right? To put it simply, it is a new addition to this program, allowing new guests to share some interesting things from the past. As real as possible.”

"New guest?" Qin Feng and Wang Anruo looked at each other.

Isn’t that just the two of us?

the past...

Wang Anruo's eyes were a little erratic, and he recalled his naughty experiences of climbing trees and diving into water when he was a child, and how he encouraged his classmates to climb over the wall in the middle of the night to go to the professor's office to correct test papers in college.

Qin Feng was also a little embarrassed and reasonably suspected that he was being targeted... How could Qin Wuxiang have done anything good in the past?

But soon the two men looked at each other again and reached a consensus.

Anyway, no one here knows what I'm talking about, and the people who know about my past are not here, so I just make it up.

After finishing the tea party, we sneaked into the city together for a date in the evening, which was very exciting.

Qin Feng has already begun to plan this sweet world for two people in his heart.

The purpose of showing affection on variety shows is to gain points and prove your feelings to netizens, proving that true love also exists in the entertainment industry.

And the world between two people in private is much sweeter than variety shows!

After all, some scenes cannot be broadcast!

Qin Feng was already looking forward to it.

After Peng Peng finished washing the dishes, the "big family" sat around in the cool yard. Teacher Huang used the spare firewood to make a simple bonfire, and a warm bonfire party began.

The equipment for singing karaoke has been properly arranged. Everyone is sitting on small benches, each holding a microphone. Peng Peng seems to like singing very much and can't wait.

The younger sister looked at Fang Nianwei and then at Qin Wuxiang, but hesitated to speak.

Teacher Huang is the one who dotes on his sister the most. Seeing her like this, he smiled and said, "What's wrong? What do you want to ask?"

"Did you really write "Aegean"?" Zhang Zifeng asked Qin Feng timidly: "I didn't expect that the writer could also write songs."

When Qin Feng heard this, he smiled and said: "It depends on who it is written for. Didn't Jiangnan also write promotional songs? It's just that only Miss Fang can sing my songs to the best effect."

"Ouch." Teacher Huang laughed when he heard this: "You shouldn't ask. You shouldn't ask. Don't lead my sister into trouble. If someone abducts my sister with a song, I will look for you!"

At this time, my sister looked at Wang Anruo eagerly. Wang Anruo smiled and picked up the microphone: "Then let's sing "Aegean"... This song has a very special meaning to me."

Amidst the accompaniment, Wang Anruo sang the song Qin Feng wrote for her in the suburbs of the capital. While singing, she never took her eyes away from Qin Feng's body.

Qin Feng accepted the unabashed gaze calmly and responded with the same love.

This song was the trigger for a conflict between the two people, forcing Qin Wuxiang to come out from behind the scenes.

The same song was played at the Guanhai Music Festival, and the two people chose to face up to their existing problems on the beach under the moon, burying the hatchet and reuniting.

As Wang Anruo said, this song has special meaning to both of them.

The photographers concentrated on recording this "personal concert".

A task box for the settlement of special tasks popped up in front of Qin Feng.

[Show daily love life (3/3), reward: 300 points! 】

【Complete Special Temporary Mission 3!Betting points: 500 points, multiplier 2 times, bonus points 600 points! 】

[Currently remaining points: 800 points! 】

One of the three special tasks has been completed. Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief. At least he had earned back his capital. As long as he completed any of the remaining tasks, he would have enough points for this month.

But the settlement of the system was not over yet, and another pop-up window popped up that caught Qin Feng's attention.

[Additional rewards for Special Mission 3: With more than 2 million views, additional rewards will be added based on feedback from netizens. The lowest rating is D and the highest is A. Rewards include skill points, props and items, etc. 】

Qin Feng was stunned, is there such a good thing?

As long as you complete the task, you will not only be rewarded with points, but also receive prop rewards based on feedback from netizens after the number of views reaches a certain amount?
Qin Feng has an accurate concept of the system's props. The special effects cannot be measured by points at all. Each one is more surprising than the last.

If I had known that the show of affection would have been more showy, or at least made it more exciting, so that netizens would enjoy watching it, wouldn't the rating go up?
But it doesn't matter, there are two other special tasks.

"It's really nice to sing."

Everyone applauded after Wang Anruo finished singing. Teacher Huang looked at Wang Anruo with a smile: "Nianwei, the song has also been sung. Can you talk about your past? And Teacher Qin."

"No problem." Qin Feng closed the system pop-up window, thinking that he was just making up a story!

Wang Anruo was not worried at all and said that she was quiet and skillful when she was a child. She focused on studying in college and was spotted by a talent scout after graduation to enter the entertainment industry.

This rhetoric is seamless.

"Wait a minute." Teacher Huang seemed to have read through the minds of the two of them, and shouted to the door with a smile: "Teacher He, the tea party is about to begin, invite the guests to come in!"

Qin Feng and Wang Anruo both turned their heads to look, and then they were dumbfounded.

Teacher He opened the door and came in with a meaningful smile on his face, followed by three people.

A woman whom Wang Anruo didn't know was probably an artist. The other two were acquaintances of Qin Feng and Wang Anruo——

Chen Yu and Li Xiaoyun.

"Xiao..." Wang Anruo paused, looking slightly stunned: "Li Xiaoxiao?"

Qin Feng was also slightly surprised: "Mr. Chen?"

(End of this chapter)