As the name implied, "Let's Travel Together" was a travel show.
It accurately captured the audience's desire to see big-name celebrities suffer and embarrass themselves. It specifically threw the celebrities to remote villages or places with high expenses, and gave them a very small amount of travel funds. Then, it followed the celebrities and guests throughout the twisted journey of suffering and quarreling.
When this show was planned, Maimang TV wanted to make it their flagship variety show.
In the first season, they invited A-list or the most talked about guests at the time. Together with the strong publicity, it directly became the number one topic of the year.
This year, the show was running for its fourth season and the attention had decreased a little. Therefore, the producers somehow managed to get Nuoya to invite the big god, Bai Ye.
The original article said that Bai Ye and the producer had a personal relationship, which was why he accepted the variety show. However, during the interview yesterday, Qi Xingchen clearly saw that Bai Ye was not familiar with the producer beside him.
In short, everything was a mystery.
Next week, he would be away from home for a long time. During breakfast, Qi Xingchen told the Qi family about his variety show.
"Is it that budget variety show?"
Qi Yuji put down the teacup in her hand. "I thought you just signed up for fun. You're not really going, are you?"
Qi Xingchen: "It's true."
"I've seen a little of that variety show. It's too tough." Qi Yuji was worried. "You're weak. Can you bear it?
Come with me to the mall later to buy some things. "
After breakfast, Qi Yuji pulled Qi Xingchen out.
As soon as they entered the underground parking lot, the two luxury cars parked side by side almost blinded Qi Xingchen's eyes.
One was a silver Rolls-Royce, and the other was a gray Koenigsegg. Qi Yuji brushed her hair. "If you're tired of your old car, tell me. Why take the bus?
These two are both yours. Choose which one to drive today. "
She blinked when she said this, as if she was a little nervous.
Qi Xingchen pointed at the low-key Rolls-Royce.
The corners of her mouth drooped.
Seeing this, Qi Xingchen quickly tried to salvage the situation. "This car has an even number. There's a limited number today. You should have driven the one with the odd number."
"Yay!" Qi Yuji shouted happily on WeChat, "Brother, Xing Xing likes my car better!
Qi Xingchen was speechless.
"Oh right, Xing Xing, have you forgotten that the Qi Family's cars don't have a limited number?" Qi Yuji pursed her lips and smiled. "Let's go!"
Indeed, the Qi Yuji family didn't need to abide by the rule of limited numbers. Even when there was a traffic jam on the road, Qi Yuji instructed the driver, "Old Zhang, call Officer Li to send a car to clear the way."
"No need." Qi Xingchen looked at the traffic in front of them. "It'll be through in less than ten minutes."
"It wasn't easy for you to agree to come out with me. I want to stay with you a little longer."
"… Don't call the traffic police." Qi Xingchen looked at his sister who was trying to please him and said helplessly, "I won't go to the company today. I'll accompany you."
"Wow!!!" Qi Yuji was overjoyed and started to plan what to do for the day.
The first stop was to bring Qi Xingchen to a jewelry store. As soon as they entered, she shouted, "The clothes I ordered for Xing Xing have arrived, right?"
The shop owner pulled out two three-meter-long display racks from the thermostat storage room.
The second stop was a salon. After entering the salon, four waitresses and four bodyguards took the card that Qi Yuji handed over. It was more serious than an underground gang meeting.
Qi Xingchen didn't know what they were doing. Qi Yuji explained, "This salon has a membership system. There are only 200 members in H City.
The membership review is very strict. Only famous people and public figures who have reached a certain level can join. For example, Bai Ye is the only artist member in H City. "
It turned out that the salon of the top people was so particular. Qi Xingchen was pressed on the massage chair in the small private room by Qi Yuji.
He closed his eyes and then opened them, changing his hairstyle.
Qi Xingchen hadn't taken care of his hair since the original owner of the body was admitted to the hospital.
This time, the styling consultant helped him cut his hair shorter and dyed it dark brown. It made his already white skin look even whiter.
At this time, the director's assistant of "Traveling Together" asked him for the official photo. Qi Xingchen took out his phone and pressed the button.
"Oh my god, you look so good even under the front camera of an iPhone." The hairstylist's eyes were full of amazement. "Second Master Qi, do you mind keeping this photo in the salon as a template?"
Qi Xingchen didn't care. He sent a copy of the photo to the director's assistant and the hairstylist.
At nine o 'clock in the evening, the program team announced the first group of guests:
— — "Traveling Together" Season 4 Official Weibo: The ripe peach in summer, the brightest Xing Xing in the galaxy, all the sweetness and beauty between you two.
Welcome Tao Tao Qi Xingchen.
Soon after, the fans who had been waiting for the official announcement exploded.
Where did this immortal come from?
Within three minutes, I want all his information!]
In just one afternoon, Qi Xingchen's Weibo was almost overloaded with new fans.
In fact, it wasn't a lot, only 30,000.
However, the number of comments on his last photo had already reached more than a thousand.
He picked a few replies, but found that he couldn't reply, so he gave up.
Qi Yuji didn't think it was enough. She picked a facial mask for him and kept typing on her phone. "Xing Xing, your fans are hundreds of thousands less than Tao Tao. I'll buy you a trending topic to increase your fans."
"?" Qi Xingchen hurriedly refused. "Don't buy it!"
Qi Yuji: "… I've already bought it. I'm sorry, Xing Xing. I'll withdraw it then."
Qi Xingchen didn't expect her to be so fast. He was speechless for a moment.
"How much does it cost to buy a trending topic?" he asked.
Qi Yuji felt wronged. "One million."
"… Then just leave it. I don't have many fans anyway. It won't take long for my popularity to fade."
Qi Xingchen was right. Because there was no fan interaction to maintain his popularity, he was in the middle of the trending topic for three hours, and his ranking gradually slipped down.
In these three hours, his number of fans tripled to 150,000.
Qi Xingchen clicked his tongue. Was this the power of capital?
On Friday, the program team informed Qi Xingchen to go to Maimang TV for his first interview.
For an artist like him who couldn't be more transparent, the company didn't give him a nanny van. Du Lanxin drove him there herself. Then, she kept talking to him in the waiting room outside the studio.
"We'll be recording a short introduction video in a while. It's mainly to let the audience get familiar with you.
Tell them all the interesting jokes and burdens. Don't hide them. "
"According to Baidu Encyclopedia's age and height — you should know that yourself. Your age hasn't changed, but your height has increased by three centimeters."
"Say what you should say. Don't say what you shouldn't say.
Don't reveal your working-class family background. Nowadays, the audience likes tall, rich, and handsome people. They don't like grassroots people.
If they ask you, just shake your head. The host won't make things difficult for you. "
"… Did you hear what I said?" Qi Xingchen didn't say anything. Du Lanxin was angry. "Are you ignoring my words?
And what's wrong with your face and hair? You didn't do your makeup?
Du Lanxin was in her thirties. Her figure was badly out of shape because of her frequent visits to brothels. When she spoke, the fat on her face jiggled. Qi Xingchen glanced at her and then turned his head.
"I don't have a stylist."
Du Lanxin choked. Indeed, she hadn't seen Qi Xingchen for half a year. She even forgot about this.
She had to do her hair and makeup. She was counting on this new money tree to make money. She stopped the stage supervisor who was pushing the reflector hurriedly to the studio. "Hey, young man, my artist came in a hurry and didn't put on makeup. Ask your makeup artist to come over later."
"Okay." The stage supervisor was blocked by the reflector and didn't see who was in front of him. He agreed casually. "Wait for me to do this thing — Ouch!"
As he spoke, he didn't see the wires on the ground in front of him. He accidentally tripped and his body fell forward with the reflector!
Qi Xingchen was sitting on the bench in front of him. He saw a black thing coming down on his head.
He wanted to dodge, but it was too late.
He raised his arm to protect his head, wondering if he would be killed here because he changed the plot.
But after a while, he didn't feel any pain.
Opening his eyes, Bai Ye was holding the reflector with one hand and supporting the stage supervisor with the other.
He probably came from another set because he couldn't hide the tiredness in his voice. "Be careful."
The stage supervisor hurriedly bowed. When he straightened up, he realized who was supporting him. He suddenly screamed like a groundhog. "Ahhhh, are you Bai Ye?!
I saw the living Bai Ye! Ahhhh!!! "
He took out a pen from his pocket with trembling hands. "I, I am your night sky … Can you, can you give me an autograph?"
Bai Ye didn't respond. He turned to Qi Xingchen. "Are you okay?"
"Okay." Bai Ye turned back. "Where do I sign?"
The stage supervisor didn't bring a notebook. In the end, he let Bai Ye sign on the clothes.
Qi Xingchen looked at his handwriting carefully. It was exactly the same as the signed album in his dormitory.
Du Lanxin probably wanted to get close to Bai Ye. After the stage supervisor left, she moved closer to Bai Ye. She thought about what to say. Bai Ye turned to Qi Xingchen. "No stylist?"
"Follow me." Bai Ye walked past Du Lanxin and asked his assistant to lead the way. He went straight to the lounge prepared for him in the studio.
With Bai Ye's status, there would be a lounge with his name on it no matter where he went. It was used for makeup, changing clothes, eating, waiting for the shoot, and so on.
At this time, the clothes and makeup were ready. The makeup artist was spraying a sponge.
When she saw Bai Ye come in, she wanted to ask why he was so late. Then she saw someone behind Bai Ye.
"Qi Xingchen," Bai Ye said calmly. "Xiao Man, help him do the makeup. I'll go change first."
"Oh, okay." Xiao Man glanced at Qi Xingchen in surprise. "Teacher Qi, come and sit."
It was easier for boys to do makeup, especially for Qi Xingchen's small face and flawless skin. He only needed a little foundation and a touch up.
Xiao Man didn't stop. She asked in a low voice, "Teacher Qi, are you a friend of our boss?"
"… No way." Qi Xingchen didn't know who they were. "I'm also an artist of Nuoya. I didn't do my hair today. I happened to meet senior Bai Ye and he brought me here to do the makeup."
Xiao Man was even more surprised. Bai Ye liked the quiet and hated social activities. He almost never brought people to his lounge.
Why did he suddenly change this time?
Not only did he bring her, but he also brought a boy who wasn't even a friend.
It was definitely not that simple. Xiao Man rolled her eyes. "Teacher Qi, how do you know each other?"
"Are you going to ask his family?" Bai Ye came back and gave Xiao Man a warning look. "Work hard."
Xiao Man stuck her tongue out at Qi Xingchen and pretended to cry.
But from her expression, it was obvious that she wasn't afraid of Bai Ye.
Bai Ye's staff had revealed that he looked cold on the surface, but he didn't put on airs at all.
Xiao Man still hadn't finished her makeup. Bai Ye could only sit on Qi Xingchen's left and do his hair first.
Qi Xingchen had never seen his idol's face behind the scenes. Although it was fake, his eyes couldn't help but drift to the left.
He quickly retracted them.
They drifted to the left again, and then he quickly retracted them.
… Damn it, I'm going to the head.
His idol was too good-looking!
If beauty was taxed, his idol would probably be bankrupt!
Qi Xingchen's eyes drifted to the left for the third time …
Bai Ye finally couldn't take it anymore and looked at him in the mirror.
The moment their eyes met, Qi Xingchen immediately sat up straight like a student who had been caught copying homework. He didn't seem to have done anything wrong!
His reaction was too big. Bai Ye raised his eyebrows. "Are you afraid of me?"
"Then why are you so scared?"
'Because you look exactly like my idol. Every time I see you, I can't help but think of my idol. It makes me nervous,' Qi Xingchen thought.
"Is it because …" Bai Ye hesitated for a moment. "I hit you in the practice room that day. You're scared?"
He couldn't wait to love his idol. Why would he be scared?
Qi Xingchen was so anxious that he forgot whether the person in front of him was real or not. Afraid that he wouldn't be able to explain himself, he scratched at his pants anxiously. "You can draw as much as you want. Draw as much as you like. I'll be happy to draw as much as you want!"
Everyone in the lounge fell silent as if they were witnessing a large-scale S.M scene.
"…" Only then did Qi Xingchen realize that what he had just said was extremely inappropriate. Heat surged up his face and his face flushed red.
He wanted to explain, but he realized that the situation was getting worse. He could only lower his head and lie to himself.
'They didn't see me, they didn't see me. It's as if I didn't come.'
After a full minute, he suddenly heard a soft chuckle from the left.
Bai Ye put his fist to his mouth, and the ice on his face melted.
A few days ago, a stage accident caused him to transmigrate to this space. The unfamiliar people and things made him physically and mentally exhausted.
He looked at the ostrich-like boy beside him. This was the first time he smiled from the bottom of his heart since he transmigrated.