Report!I don't want to be an actor

Amidst the pandemonium of doubts, the Golden Eagle Festival opened as scheduled.

It is estimated that there will be tens of millions of people watching the live broadcast on multiple platforms at the same time, and many fans will have the opportunity to enter the scene and meet the idol face to face at close range. With this gimmick, Mango Channel has also earned a lot of fans. Money, hundreds of seats in the infield, the minimum price is at least two thousand, and there is no market for the price.

More people stood guard at the entrance of the TV station early, holding all kinds of support lights and wearing uniform costumes, shouting hard.

"Brother! It's too late!"

Wang Bin stood anxiously at the door, didn't see the consultant coming out for a long time, so he rushed in, and saw the consultant still sitting calmly in front of the computer, typing "crackling".

"Wait a minute, it will be fine soon."

The consultant replied calmly, his subordinates were typing fast, and the keyboard sounded non-stop. After 5 minutes, he breathed a sigh of relief and typed the last full stop. Hearing Wang Bin's urging, he turned impatiently. After turning around and "shh", I clicked on the preview chapter, carefully checked from the first sentence, and went back to revise it if I found a typo. Modify until you are satisfied.

"..." Wang Bin covered his face, walked back and forth non-stop, touched the phone with his fingers from time to time, and glanced at the time. His thick beard was about to be pulled off, and the consultant still had a calm expression. .

"Are you in a hurry to urinate?" the consultant asked without turning his head.

"Ok?"

"If it's not urgent to urinate, don't move back and forth, it will affect my thinking."

.......

Time passed little by little.

Another 5 minutes passed.

The consultant edited the text, pressed the update button, and turned off the computer, "Isn't it too late? Let's go."

Hearing this, Wang Bin seemed to have received an order. He quickly got up and opened the door, grabbed the consultant's chair and walked out, saying as he walked, "There is no need to prepare any more, just go straight in."

The consultant was a little confused, "What else do I need to prepare?"

Wang Bin didn't have time to explain, he went downstairs and opened the car door and pushed the consultant inside. He sat in the co-driver's seat and waved at He Shuo, "Hurry up, there are only 10 minutes left."

As soon as the accelerator was stepped on, in the arrogant tail smoke, he rushed out with a "shua".

The consultant didn't come back to his senses. The moment the car drove away, the huge inertia caused him to sway forward. Before he could exclaim, he was already embraced by someone, and his deep voice whispered in his ear, "Be careful!" point."

"Why are you here?" The consultant was a little surprised, glanced at Chu Ze, then at He Shuo, "Didn't you say you're going to enter the venue early?"

The TV festival will invite the chief executives of major film and television companies to the scene, and occasionally guest appearances on the lottery or award presenters. Chu Ze has also received the invitation. At this point in time, he should have already entered the venue and is preparing.

"That's not important." Seeing the speed of the car gradually stabilized, Chu Ze naturally let go of the consultant's shoulders, "He Shuo is a good driver, and he should be able to catch up. In fact, it doesn't matter if he can't catch up. It's just the two of them making a fuss. It's just a red carpet. Nothing."

Wang Bin: ...

He Shuo: ...

The inner os of the two: Is it because we haven't seen the market?Who is it who is afraid that the consultant will not be able to catch up with them in person, and who is worried that the consultant will not be happy to win the award, and who is the one who contacted so many big shots?Damn, cross the river and demolish the bridge, right?

Unexpectedly, the consultant also nodded and said, "Yes, I don't like to be in the limelight. It's tiring to pose for a photo. The last time I participated in an event, the red carpet was only ten meters long. The people in front walked for more than ten minutes. I My standing legs are sore."

Chu Ze contemptuously despised that person for a while, and some Qi Qiran said, "Every time an artist has a chance, they would like to appear for two more seconds, and some people, in order to have a role, don't know how to accompany them." Sleeping with so many people, and trying in vain to—" As soon as the words came out, Chu Ze's face became a little cold, "Stop talking about this kind of thing, how is your update writing? Is it time for Wei Dao to meet the mysterious person? "

"Hey, did you read it?"

Chu Ze doesn't like entertainment very much on weekdays, and he rarely watches variety shows or TV dramas. The consultant is a little surprised to know his update progress.

"Well, I've been reading it, it's very well written!"

There seemed to be some inspiration in the consultant's mind, and he asked uncertainly, "'You are my wife' is your account?"

The reason why he has a deep memory of this reader account is because this is the only reader who tipped more than 1000 million yuan. The tipping on the website is not in RMB, but the ratio of converting it into RMB is 10:[-]. It would be [-] yuan in RMB. Such a huge sum of money caught his attention at that time.

The male channel's rewards have always been relatively generous. In the past, there were readers who were happy and rewarded him with millions of website coins, but those were old readers for many years, and they often followed up with updates.There is only this account, which appeared recently, and then subscribed to all his works in one go, and rewarded a lot of new accounts for each book.

"Is it you?" The advisor glanced at Chu Ze's eyes and said with some certainty.

Chu Ze shrugged, "Well, you are my wife."

"I just said--" The consultant blinked, hey, something seemed wrong, why did the sentence just now sound so--strange, "But why are there so many rewards? Do you have a lot of money? Do you have a lot of money? The reward money has to be shared with the website, so it’s not worth it.”

"Why don't I just give it to you? Let you manage all my money?" Chu Ze said half-jokingly, and looked at one of the consultants with the expression "Managing accounts is such a troublesome thing, you want me to suffer?" I could only take back my words, and seriously answered the consultant's question, "Because there are many people giving you rewards, I will be the first one."

"..." There is really no way to refute such a simple and rude reason.

There is a dedicated reward column on the website, and the rewards for the author will be scrolled in a circular manner, but the top order is ranked according to the amount of rewards, and there will be corresponding levels at the back, Chu Ze’s 1000 million website coins will be dropped , directly jumped to the first place. At that time, many jealous authors asked whether he rewarded it himself and wanted to gain attention.

After all, no matter how generous the readers are, 10 RMB is not a small amount. To be able to tip so much is definitely because the works are good enough.

There are also people who go to his comment area to take sour water. At that time, some book fans went back and said that if you want to gain attention, you can just update it daily. It is guaranteed that the reward will be doubled. Just fish in these three days Posting updates on the Internet for two days, is it an attitude of seeking attention?

This statement was unanimously approved by everyone. One of the consultants didn't know whether he should be happy or depressed for a while. It is good for someone to protect him, but the reason for this protection seems a bit weird, obviously he has been very diligent recently.

The two chatted all the way, until they had turned into the intersection of the previous street, and Wang Bin remembered something, "Change your clothes! It's almost there!"

"What to change into?"

Wang Bin swallowed, and asked, "You don't want to wear this suit to the red carpet, do you?"

The consultant looked at himself suspiciously, there seemed to be no problem, right?Because it was a live broadcast event, he also deliberately wore more formal casual clothes, which looked similar to formal clothes, so he should be able to handle it.

Wang Bin was a little helpless, supported his head and said, "It doesn't matter if you usually wear it, but this time the situation is different, let's change it." He said and handed over a box, which contained everything from clothes, shoes to accessories.

He Shuo had already parked the car on the side of the road and closed the curtains. Seeing this, the consultant had no choice but to change his clothes.

Seeing that the consultant started to take off his clothes without any hesitation, Chu Ze glared at the two people in front of him, turned the rearview mirror up and down, and turned sideways himself, just listening to the consultant's "sorry" changing clothes His voice suddenly became distracted, his throat was dry, and he didn't know where to look.

"Okay." The consultant was very fast. After wearing it, He Shuo pulled down the curtain of the car, glanced at it casually, and his pupils became a little bigger. He looked behind with a somewhat surprised expression.

The consultant usually likes to wear simple clothes, which are loose and comfortable. Although they don't conceal their temperament, there are no bright spots.

Changing this outfit today, there is a clear difference. His frame is relatively large. Even if he is a little thinner, his shoulders are wide and his body is narrow, and he can still stand up. This suit is specially customized by Chu Ze with the circumference , the size fits well, the waist is prominent, and the curve wrapped under the trousers is also perfect.

"That's right." He Shuo clicked his tongue twice before being dragged back by Wang Bin, and said with displeasure, "Do you want me to show you a formal suit?"

He Shuo smiled awkwardly, withdrew his gaze, and looked Wang Bin up and down. He has a strong figure and is tall. If he put on a formal suit, the effect might be good. "Go to the mall tomorrow?"

Only then did Wang Bin raise his eyebrows and smiled, "Okay."

Chu Ze in the back was also a little surprised. The clothes were tailor-made for consultants. The upper body was a bright gray shirt with a few metal buttons shining with a faint luster. There were a few simple geometric patterns on the shirt. Monotonous and not fancy, the trousers on the lower body fit just right, and the leather shoes are also lace-up shoes of this series, which look a little more stable, but not old-fashioned.

Especially after the consultant folded up the sleeves of his shirt, he looked younger. Even without makeup, he only looked like a young man in his twenties.

"I regret."