Some fans were extremely emotional.
They had never glimpsed Huo Ren’s life from this angle before. Today, after seeing a few minutes of video call footage, they were in a state of mind explosion.
They finally found some logical connections in their brains.
Ren Ren is the captain of team AโRen Ren is surrounded by handsome and beautiful men dailyโRen Ren can call these hotties at any time to play tennisโWhat kind of fairy world do they live in, take me with you, please?!
The beginning with Chi Ji and Ji Jiang’s swimwear was shocking enough, followed by Xie Lianyun expressing concern for Bo Jue quietly cooing, each appearing one after another, all very different from their usual professional business demeanor.
It’s hard to say whether to envy Ren Ren for having them or them for having Ren Ren.
The density of the bullet comments skyrocketed at the speed of a rocket.
[Xie Lianyun is usually a celibate cold man, right? What’s going on with him in front of Ren Ren???]
[Wow, Bo Jue is usually very aloof, how come he’s so clingy with our captain now? God Bo, your persona is collapsing!!!]
[Huo Ren’s life is too happy… I feel like all the brothers and sisters really like him, woo woo woo this kind of affection is so true, the group pet is Huo Huo!]
And a lot of strong protests from the audience.
“Director!! This is the real deal!! Dare you show more of it!!!”
Mei Shengyao and Long Jia were on the set of “Xian Hua,” due to a confidentiality agreement, the video call could not be followed and filmed by the program crew, but Huo Ren quickly got in touch with them.
Although the call was made at 8:30 p.m., they were still waiting for work next to the green screen, both dressed in gorgeous and complicated ancient costumes.
“Yaoyao, Longโ” Huo Ren unconsciously exclaimed in admiration upon seeing the screen clearly: “Ohโ”
They had both changed into ancient costumes.
Their waist-length wigs were of very good quality, and the jewelry decorations were all expensive, with both translucency and the design itself being very meticulous.
Mei Shengyao’s character was a little phoenix, with pale gold long feathers draped on both sides of his silk robe, the colors woven red and embroidered green, but just right for his handsome appearance, indeed a naturally noble young master.
Long Jia played a shadow dragon, the main part of his costume was a scale armor robe, bordered with heavy pearls, and his sword eyebrows and thin lips were deliberately highlighted, carrying a fierce Yanluo-like presence at a glance.
At this moment, Mei Shengyao held up the phone high to frame both of them in as much as possible, shaking his long phoenix tail and said: “Ren-ge! Miss me?”
“Definitely missโcheesy or not,” Huo Ren laughed: “You guys look so good in those, and the long hair suits you too.”
Long Jia flicked his hair: “Brother is just that photogenic.”
With limited time, they hurriedly talked about some fresh matters of the crew, both of them vying to chat with Ren Ren.
Before hanging up, Long Jia asked one more question: “Ren Ren, are you sure it’s safe around you?”
Huo Ren understood: “I checked before calling, they also avoided suspicion, all are Uncle Jiang’s old acquaintances, don’t worry.”
Long Jia then nodded, turned to take something from the assistant, and showed it to him in front of the phone camera.
“I saw these crafts in Zhuqian, bought two pairs, one pair for you.”
It was a pair of white jade carved openwork ruyi locks.
A red bean was placed inside the lock heart, and two characters were carved on the edge of each lock.
When the two locks were put together, they spelled ‘This Heart Knows’.
Huo Ren’s eyes warmed, knowing this was Jia-ge’s gift to himself and teacher.
After he and Pei Ruye also separated, they all knew.
So much time had passed, and Jia-ge still remembered, really very good to him.
“I will, give it to him when the time is right,” he said, rubbing his eyes and smiling: “This lock looks particularly nice, thank you.”
“There’s also another safety lock,” Long Jia presented another deep blue glass lock, smiling helplessly: “Later… help me give it too, no need to say it’s from me.”
Huo Ren hesitated for a few seconds: “Aren’t you… still together?”
Long Jia slowly shook his head: “No, it’s already different.”
Some things have already been destroyed by their own hands.
He wasn’t even sure if, after getting the crown, they still had a chance to reconcile.
Huo Ren didn’t understand for a moment but quickly agreed, first subtly mentioned a few things about the situation at home, then reminded them to be careful not to catch a cold while shooting night scenes in the crew.
The call ended just in time.
“Only Deadline” has already entered the latter half of the shooting, and the time for final pricing is getting closer.
The folk singer and the cartoonist were successively eliminated, the former because the country tunes written were not commercial enough, the latter completely because of ditching three issues in public, hurrying home when the time came.
The waiting readers were almost crying: “Why can you slack off even when you’re locked up!!”
“Big brother, please update!! Dare you to ditch in front of the national audience!!!”
Huo Ren wrote a few demos, but due to a lack of feel, focused more on mixing and choreography for the concert in the latter half.
It doesn’t matter whether this program competes for first place or not, as long as it generates enough buzz to break out of the circle, that’s enough.
He borrowed Pei Ruyeโs XV dance troupe, leading the dancers in front of the camera to go through positions and segments, the level of professionalism and patience completely beyond the audience’s imagination.
A concert has at least twenty segments, about twelve requiring different degrees of choreography and dance support.
This project was jointly crafted by Huo Ren and Mei Shengyao, with the work divided between them early on, completed just as efficiently as before.
Among the dancers, there were many of Latin American descent. Huo Ren switched between different languages, discussing the formation effects with them in the dance studio, then working from morning till night, allowing other guests to secretly watch from the doorway, effectively working overtime while recording the show.
The expressions of the fans and onlookers had evolved from ‘oao?’ to ‘oๅฃo???’.
“My idol speaking Spanish is just too sexy…”
“How many things does Huo Huo know?? He can write lyrics, compose music, choreograph, speak four languages, and play the piano and guitar??? Who on earth could possibly tame him in the future, with such talents he should stay single for life?!”
“So much goes into organizing a concert, no wonder Ren Ren is the team leader, he must contribute even more off-camera, I really want to hug him.”
In his spare time, Huo Ren would observe the daily grind of the novelist and the illustrator.
Due to the upcoming CP exhibition, Han Yang, while outsourcing his work, was also desperately working on fan comics, gradually starting to work from dawn to dusk.
When Huo Ren knocked on the door, he faintly heard Qiu Yu chatting with him.
“My buddy, you remember Da Qinghua Fish, right? She called me yesterday and askedโ”
“Knock knock knock.”
Qiu Yu stopped talking, rolling over in his wheelchair to open the door: “Hi.”
Huo Ren smiled, placing a plate of fruit in his lap: “I cut a watermelon for you guys.”
“Ah! Watermelon!” Han Yang cried, wiping tears: “I can’t even remember if I’ve had lunch.”
“You did.”
“Oh, okay then.”
Han Yang pressed save three times before putting down the digital pen, coming over to join them in eating watermelon and chatting.
These days, the dance troupe came to practice every day, and they were particularly curious, tentatively asking many questions.
“If Yang Yang runs out of money for music lessons in the future, he could consider becoming a trainee,” joked Huo Ren. “SPF is recruiting in spring, you’d definitely pass the three trials.”
Han Yang let out a long wail.
“This little darling is uncoordinated,” Qiu Yu said calmly: “He can twist himself into a pretzel just playing on a dance mat.”
“But now, pure vocalists can also be idols,” Huo Ren said, propping his chin and picking at watermelon seeds: “Back around 2009, you had to be proficient in all three to debut, but standards have changed a lot now.”
The industry changes so fast, and the positioning of the profession also shifts accordingly, mainly depending on public preference.
He was halfway through his thought when he suddenly paused.
Wait.
This way, actually… one could completely create a reality show for idol selection.
Incorporate the current rules of the entertainment industry, design more creative elimination and selection mechanisms, develop more potential… and then directly let the trainees debut as a group after the show ends.
“Huo Huo? Are you okay?” Han Yang waved his hand in front of him.
Huo Ren snapped back to reality, smilingly steering the conversation elsewhere.
He didn’t have time for this, with Corona still having two variety shows not aired yet.
Maybe later.
Meanwhile, the program team secretly sought professionals from various fields to score the submissions of the remaining four contestants.
Jiang Shu, always eager for excitement, had the demo on his phone and wandered off to the set.
Mei Shengyao had just come down from a high-pressure situation, hydrating intensely.
“Yao, listen to a song for uncle, it’s by someone newly hired by the company.”
“Hm?”
The phone played the song, and Mei Shengyao was munching on cookies.
Before the three-minute audio finished, he pressed stop.
“The music is too simple, and the mixing too old-fashioned, give it a C,” said the little phoenix dutifully: “The composition is alright, but the arrangement is weak, feels like a half-finished product rushed out in four or five days.”
Uncle Jiang struggled to keep from laughing: “Are you sure?”
“Yes, C-, Director Bai is calling me, I have to goโ”
Turning around, Jiang Shu went back to Shidu, playing the demo for Xie Lianyun to hear.
Xie Lianyun, with a fox-like squint, listened for half a minute before pressing stop: “This is written by Ren Ren, right?”
Jiang Shu clicked his tongue: “You’re crazy about him, how could it be his.”
Xie Lianyun turned to see his agent’s expression and listened for another half minute.
“It’s his, you’re a plant from the program team, right?”
Uncle Jiang deflected: “Anyway, just give it a score, it’s a composition topic hired by the company, don’t overthink it.”
Xie Lianyun, touching his chin, thought for a while, and earnestly said: “Give it an A+ then.”
“It’s that good?”
“Not really,” Xie Lianyun slowly said: “You just came back from Zhuqian, and probably saw Yao Yao.”
“That fool definitely didn’t recognize it, as his brother, I have to pull the average score up a bit.”
Author’s note:
Regular updates will resume tomorrow morning, thank you for waiting.
Lmao, poor Yao Yao is so strict… Fortunately, Xie-ge is the real observation genius!
ahhhh xie lianyun! even uncle jiang knows that he’s crazy about huoren
somehow i could imagine huoren’s reaction after knowing that Yao Yao’s the one who gave him C- lol.