flash wedding diary

April 4, Tuesday, Wancheng, light rain; Jiecheng, cloudless.

At eight stores in the morning, I took the Song family's private jet, and two hours later, the plane arrived in Jiecheng. Besides Yiqiu and Xiao Weng, there were three more people accompanying me.

One is Xiao Weng's boyfriend, and the other two are Yiqiu's bodyguards.

Xiao Weng's boyfriend is a salesperson in a 4S store. He is usually not too busy at work, but the May Day holiday is approaching, and now the store is holding activities, which is the busiest time for the salesperson. But he is a competent boyfriend and would rather At the expense of performance, I have to accompany Xiao Weng to Jiecheng.

I am very envious of Xiao Weng, who can find such a boyfriend who puts her first in everything.

Yiqiu is also envious of Xiao Weng, although every time she sees the two of them sweetly together, she will pretend to be unbearable and rub the goose bumps on her arms that don't exist at all.

The recorded program was scheduled to start at 12:[-] noon, so as soon as we got off the plane, we were picked up by the logistics staff sent by the waiting program group and went straight to the studio in Jiecheng.

The logistics staff seemed to be afraid of not being able to catch up with the time. While urging the driver to speed up, he asked us what we wanted for lunch. He could order lunch boxes for us.

I declined his offer, because I was tired of eating all kinds of exquisite pastries on Yiqiu's private plane.

At about 11 o'clock, our car parked at the side entrance of the studio hall in Jiecheng.

"I'm sorry, because there are a large number of spectators entering the venue at the main entrance, some enthusiastic fans of the show may act irrationally if they see the guests. For safety reasons, we always take the guests through the side entrance." The logistics staff apologized explain.

"It doesn't matter." I answered with understanding, and I also knew that the program group had another intention, which was to keep the guests mysterious in order to increase the ratings.

Then, the logistics staff handed me a mask, saying that just in case, some fanatic fans might have seen through their tricks, deliberately found the side door of the studio after entering the venue, and squatted there waiting for the guests to appear.

It seems that they are really fighting for the ratings of the show.

Since it was the program group's request, of course I put on the mask very cooperatively, but Yiqiu's reaction was a little too aggressive. She snatched the bodyguard's sunglasses and hurriedly asked me to put it on. He reprimanded: "You pig head! I don't know if he only shows his eyes will be more attractive!"

I have heard people say this many times, and in private I also looked at the mirror curiously and compared it, and found that it is not much different from everyone's eyes, anyway, I can't see what they are talking about. What radiance, what ecstasy...

Jiecheng's studio hall has already entered the May Day holiday ahead of time. The booths are decorated with lights and festoons, and the voices are full of people.

We managed to squeeze in front of the VIP elevator, and we didn’t expect to meet a few fanatical fans of the show. They held up their mobile phones in a majestic manner, focusing on me and filming excitedly. Even if they were reprimanded by the bodyguard brought by Yiqiu fear.

Only Xiao Weng entered into a state of excitement, covered his face and said: "It's over, it's over, I haven't put on any makeup, and the photos captured by them will definitely be ugly!"

She and Yiqiu know that I am allergic to cosmetics, as long as they stay with me, they will not wear makeup.

"Nonsense, you look good in every way." Xiao Weng's boyfriend smiled and patted her head tenderly.

After being fed a mouthful of dog food, we had just stepped out of the elevator when a few young girls at the counter who acted as drama assistants came up. The registration form in their hand was to verify my identity. They were chatting and suddenly quieted down and stared at me blankly. I took it for granted, and subconsciously scanned the surroundings. The security of the recording venue rented by the program group was good, and the staff worked in an orderly manner. For my own business, I haven't seen any fanatical fans.

The logistics personnel were eager to complete the task, and urged Yiqiu and the others to follow him to the front hall, where audiences who were about to receive tickets gathered, and they, as relatives of the guests, had to follow the normal procedures to enter the venue.

Yiqiu was worried that I would stay away from them alone, so she insisted on following me to the guest room to see what happened. The two big bodyguards beside her were fierce and aggressive, and they frightened the support staff and the young crew members. The field manager was alarmed, and the competent field manager patiently talked to Yi Qiu, but they couldn't convince each other, and things got out of control for a while.

I didn't want to cause trouble, so I persuaded Yiqiu: "I'm not a child, there are people everywhere in broad daylight, are you afraid that I'll get lost?"

"What I'm afraid of is that you'll be kidnapped and help count the money!" Yiqiu glared at me, as if she was blaming me for not standing on the united front with her, for not knowing good from bad.

"But Yiqiu," said the little Weng nonchalantly, "isn't the boss here just waiting to be kidnapped?"

I'm even more speechless. Could it be that in their minds, I'm just...not able to tell good from bad?

In the end, the person in charge who shot my short video last time resolved the stalemate. He scolded his staff while comforting Yiqiu. He also took us to an empty lounge and said with a smile: "Neighbor It is the guest room, where all the guests gather, but there is a makeup artist there to apply makeup on them. Mr. Yu is allergic to cosmetics, so we specially vacated this lounge for him alone. The place is a little small. Hope Song Miss, don't be offended."

He is a fine person, although the last time he dealt with Yi Qiu was short, he found that she had a lot of background, now that she was protected by two bodyguards, he dared not neglect her.

As expected, Yiqiu finished looking at the lounge with a disgusted expression, but didn't say anything more, just stared at me for a while, then turned and left.

For a few seconds, I saw the sadness and sorrow in her eyes. I knew what she wanted, but I couldn't give it to her. I could only stand there, staring at her leaving back in a daze.

After the person in charge left, a young theater manager came in with a set of clothes and asked me to change into the one they had prepared for me.

"This..." I looked at the exquisite Hanfu, not only did my back feel cold, "Isn't it good to wear Hanfu to go abroad?" At least in my opinion, short hair with Hanfu is a bit nondescript, and it also seems sensational, easy Be the center of attention for others.

"Mr. Yu is good-looking, and this suit of Hanfu is just right, there is nothing wrong with it!" The production manager looked at me with a red face, and added, "And I just heard that this costume was specially prepared for Mr. Yu by the program crew. Yes, although our program group has clothing sponsors, we have never heard that the program group will designate which costumes to wear for any guest, and Mr. Yu is the first!"

As soon as she explained it like this, I was even more reluctant to change it.

The small drama was a little frustrated, so she put down her clothes and left in dismay.

The capable scene manager came in again, she glanced at the neatly folded Hanfu, she didn't mention this, but told me about the appearance process of the recording and broadcast later, because I am allergic to cosmetics , the program team deliberately gave me the position of guest No. 1 who was taken away in the previous issue. At least one side is empty, which can greatly reduce the chance of cosmetic allergies.

I am very grateful for such good intentions.

But also because it is No. 1, I have to be the first to go on stage. From behind the scenes to the front of the stage, the catwalk is 10 meters long, during which I can show my own style, and then I have to turn to the middle of the high stage. While completing the self-introduction within 3 minutes, and through the comprehensive calculation of AI, after getting the score, and then answering the host's question, you can walk back to the position of guest No. 1.

I tuned up the latest two episodes of the program last night and watched them. I understood the procedures of the catwalk, so I nodded and said that there would be no mistakes.

She also told me to pay attention to the time of the catwalk. If it takes too long, it may cause dissatisfaction from the specially invited emotional experts and hosts.

She may regret this statement, because it took me no more than a minute and a half from stepping out of the runway to sitting in the No. 1 position, setting a record.

Maybe the audience thought I was too nervous, but I knew that at that time, I just wanted to get out of the spotlight quickly.

Because the hostess starts introducing me to the audience when I take my first steps.

"The first one to come out is Mr. Yu Wangsheng, who replaced guest No. 1 in the previous issue, from Wancheng..." The voice stopped abruptly, but her gasping sound came clearly from the microphone.

The entire venue shrouded in darkness suddenly fell silent, and I quickly found Yiqiu and the others who were frantically dancing the light sticks, and smiled towards that corner.

The photographer recorded my smile clearly and put it on the big screen, and gave Yiqiu and the others a clear shot, fulfilling Xiao Weng's wish.

The audience suddenly boiled over, accompanied by the hostess' uncontrollable voice spreading over the studio: "Oh my God, I feel like I'm in love again!"

"Don't worry about it, this is a same-sex dating show!" The male host took up the conversation, and advertised the sponsor's brand in a timely manner, but at that time I had already completed a concise speech on the high platform of AI. Self introduction.

"Hi everyone, I'm Yu Wangsheng, thank you."

The 3-minute self-introduction was condensed into 10 words by me.

So when I walked towards the guest seat No. 1, the hostess shouted almost hoarsely from behind: "Our AI gave Yu Wangsheng a comprehensive high score of 92! What kind of pure natural beauty is this! !"

"That's right! And I believe that if you remember correctly, the one with the highest comprehensive AI calculation score in our program is Chen Xuanran, who scored 95 two years ago. However, Chen Xuanran's annual salary of one million yuan and double doctorate degrees from top universities give him a comprehensive assessment. Raise the score, let’s look at Yu Wangsheng again,” the male host said more and more excitedly, his voice was a little broken, “The information given is that the annual income is [-], and a bachelor’s degree in English from a certain college in the imperial capital. Our AI ignores it, which shows how hard-core his looks are!"

I'm actually not used to hearing such straightforward praise from others, and the microphone in the studio hall is so magical that the atmosphere in the audience suddenly became high. When the spotlight came again, I lowered my head a little helplessly, I look forward to letting the next guest appear soon...

However, the host hadn't calmed down yet, and he asked several questions to interact with me. There was no such thing as "delaying the time will make the host dissatisfied" as the scene manager said.

Facts have proved that I was still too naive, and the supporters were not dissatisfied, but among the three specially invited experts, there was an expert surnamed Mei who showed her sword to me first.

"I suggest that the host should not take the appearance given by the parents too seriously, and blindly exaggerate the appearance, which is not the value of our program. Marriage is a matter of life, but if the marriage is won only by appearance, I think it will definitely not For a long time, how about this, we might as well let AI predict Mr. Yu's appearance at the age of 60, if the people present still think he is good-looking, I apologize."

The scene was heated up again because of her words. The two hosts seemed a little embarrassed. The big screen shot was cast to the audience who were arguing. I even saw Yiqiu standing up. Fortunately, he was stopped by two bodyguards. Needless to say, it must be Anger surged up, and he wanted to rush forward to find an expert surnamed Mei to argue.

But I really want to see what I look like when I am 60 years old...

The male host didn’t give me a chance, he made a haha, and said, “Teacher Mei’s three views are always so straightforward. Although we didn’t set up the function of predicting the future for AI, we believe that even if Mr. Yu is 60 years old Yes, he is also a handsome uncle!" Then he hurriedly announced the second guest to come on stage.

I was still struggling with this problem until the seats for the 7 guests who had been taken away as substitutes in the previous period were all filled.

The guest No. 2 next to me is from the previous issue. He talked to me in a low voice, and took the opportunity to add WeChat to me.

I looked at the screen of his mobile phone that was on under the stage, and said in surprise, "Didn't it be required to turn off the phone when recording the program?" This was clearly written in the paper contract.

No. 2 was also surprised: "No, you really turned off the phone?"

I nodded and skipped the strike-up smoothly.

The appearance time of the 7 substitute guests took up more than 40 minutes, and the host was a little tired, announcing to the camera that it was time to enter the commercial time.

Since it is not a live broadcast, the advertising time is generally as long as 10 minutes. During the 10-minute break, the production manager distributes bread and mineral water to the audience. After all, it is almost 1 p.m., and some audience members missed lunch time in order to hurry.

I also got a piece of bread. Although I don’t have any appetite at all, and this kind of bread looks single-flavored and tasteless, but seeing the dozen or so guests who gathered around me, I had no choice but to eat it as I was never good at talking. up the bread.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, this program ushered in the first guest selection.

The selected guest No. 1 was very excited. Before the background music stopped, he began to introduce himself. His name is very special, so I remembered him.

"My name is Zhong Zhongzhong..." Before he finished speaking, the male host teased, "I'm still "boom, boom, boom." "

"No, no, my surname is Zhong. The Zhong who fell in love at first sight, the second Zhong is the loyal and patriotic Zhong, and the last Zhong is the Zhong of our Greater China!"

I am in awe of this name, and I want to cry when I think of my grandfather almost naming me "Yu Lequan".