Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance: 74 seventy-four

Seventy-four:

At 1:30 in the morning, the staff mobilized collectively, and the follow-up portraits of each guest sneaked into the rooms of the artists they were following, and woke up their artists, and took pictures of the most authentic wake-up moments.

Because Yan Qingchi and Chen Xuanlang had already prepared, they didn't put in much effort, and even had a feeling that this was the case.

However, Wei Lan's photo shoot is a bit miserable. Wei Lan grew up, getting up very angry, especially when she was called out not long after she fell asleep, she was on the verge of exploding.

"You're crazy, get out!" Wei Lan roared and continued to sleep. Sun Xun, who was in the same room as him, was frightened by him.

The camera didn't dare to call him again, and looked at Sun Xun for help.

Sun Xun was helpless, "I don't dare."

Just when the two were helpless, Yan Qingchi knocked on the door politely, pushed open the door which was left a crack by the staff, and walked in.

Sun Xun was shocked, "Why are you here?"

"Wake him up," Yan Qingchi raised his chin, "Wei Lan's manager knows the routine of the program group, so after watching the process of the program group the night before yesterday, he sent me a WeChat message saying that if there is any Night activities, if he doesn't get up, let me help."

After he finished speaking, he looked at the camera, "He also told me not to record this segment, including the segment of waking Wei Lan up before. When Wei Lan wakes up, you can ask him I don’t want to retake a scene called getting up, can I?”

The camera immediately turned off the camera, "Of course you can."

Yan Qingchi walked to Wei Lan's bed, and saw Wei Lan wrapped herself up like a silkworm baby, with her head lowered against the quilt, only her jet-black hair was exposed.

"Be careful." Sun Xun reminded him.

Yan Qingchi nodded. He looked at Wei Lan's cell phone beside the pillow, reached out and took it into his hand, then shook his shoulder, "Wei Lan, Wei Lan, wake up."

Wei Lan frowned.

Yan Qingchi called him twice and shook him.

Wei Lan opened his eyes in a flash, his eyes widened with anger, as if he was about to spew fire, "Fuck! Are you annoying, God..."

"Your brother gave you the phone number." Yan Qingchi immediately interrupted him and handed over his mobile phone.

Wei Lan picked up the tone at once, rubbed his face irritably, took the phone impatiently but had no choice but to soften his voice.

"Why are you calling me so late at night?"

"Talk? Why don't you talk, bro?"

Wei Lan was a little puzzled, took the phone off his ear, and saw that the screen was pitch black. He just woke up and was a little dazed, so he pressed the lock screen button dully, and saw his handsome self on the screen, his brain running slowly It was only then that he finally reacted.

Wei Lan was furious, "Yan Qingchi!"

Yan Qingchi quickly stood up and ran out the door, Wei Lan jumped out of bed and wanted to catch him, "Who gave your dog the guts to let you falsely preach the imperial decree? You are so capable, why don't you go to heaven!"

Yan Qingchi reminded him as he ran forward, "Why are you running in pajamas? You don't want the image of a male god. If you don't change your clothes, your team will lose again."

Wei Lan hurriedly braked the brakes, furious and helpless, cursing that it must be Zhang Zhang's bastard's trick to Yan Qingchi, and no one except Zhang Zhang has used this method. While wondering when his manager and Yan Qingchi got together, why didn't he know.

Seeing Wei Lan's angry look, the camera didn't dare to mention the make-up, but just reminded him that it's time to go out and gather.

When Wei Lan hurriedly changed her clothes and came to the courtyard to gather, she saw that there were people who came later than herself.

He sneaked up to Yan Qingchi's side and asked him in a low voice, "When did you get together with Zhang Zhang?"

"Pay attention to your words, I just accepted his request to help him take care of you."

"Heh, the charter is so courageous, I dare to teach you to falsely preach the imperial decree."

"It can be seen how far you have pushed your agent, and you don't know how to worry about it."

"Do you know how high my brother's salary is for him?" Wei Lan looked at him, "It's definitely enough to make Guan Mei shed tears of envy."

"But take me easy, how good I am."

"But I'm popular, how popular I am."

"Red over Jiang Mochen?" Yan Qingchi looked at him.

Wei Lan: "..."

Yan Qingchi smiled, "Go back to your team."

Wei Lan snorted coldly, "Anyway, you are more popular than everyone present!"

After he finished speaking, he walked back angrily.

Gathering everyone together at night, everyone is still awake. The program group invited the examiner of this project - a dance teacher, and then told everyone that the game at night is to learn to dance with the teacher, and whichever team passes all the members correctly first will win.

Everyone collapsed, and some people even shouted, are you the devil?

But it was useless, the melodious tune had already been spread, and the teacher had already started dancing.

Chen Xuanlang looked at Yan Qingchi beside him, "Are you okay?"

Yan Qingchi nodded, "Okay."

Chen Xuanlang couldn't believe it, "Isn't singing and dancing interlinked? Just your sense of rhythm, just your singing level?"

Yan Qingchi was dissatisfied, "Captain, this is an inherent impression of yours, which needs to be refreshed."

"Okay then." After Chen Xuanlang finished speaking, he felt a little worried, "Actually, the reason I told you this is because I'm not very good at it, so I'm a little worried."

Yan Qingchi looked at him, "You can't dance?"

Chen Xuanlang sighed, "Yes."

Chen Xuanlang's family background was not good when he was a child, so he never learned any talents. After graduation, he was discovered by scouts by mistake. He entered the entertainment circle, starting from a supporting role, and gradually gained popularity. Chen Xuanlang is a well-known model worker in the industry. He can shoot three or four movies a year. It is precisely because he shoots a lot of movies that he has the screen-dominating quadruple hit that puts him in the top position.

But it is precisely because of the uninterrupted filming that Chen Xuanlang actually does not have much time to develop his interests and cultivate his talents. Usually, when he was fighting for wooden cards, he relied on his youth and good physical strength, so he didn't feel any gap, but this time, so many talent-related game links were suddenly added. As the captain, Chen Xuanlang felt a little pressure unconsciously, afraid that he would Not performing well enough.

Yan Qingchi didn't know what was going on in his heart, but he still encouraged him: "It's okay, everyone is in a daze now, and they probably all danced well, Captain, don't worry."

Chen Xuanlang felt that what he said was reasonable. Except for Wei Lan, who debuted in a talent show and was good at singing and dancing, everyone else was just like him, all actors, not necessarily good at it.

Facts have proved that his idea is indeed correct.

After the teacher finished dancing three times, Wei Lan was the first person to complete the movements and dance very beautifully. The teacher judged that Wei Lan passed the test on the spot, and the director also said that he could go back to rest.

But Wei Lan is completely awake at this moment. He looks at the teammates and the opponent team members jumping in a mess on the field. He has no intention of sleeping, so he directly moves a chair over and eats sunflower seeds. While watching everyone in a hurry, he occasionally commented, "Yan Qingchi, your movements should be more aggressive, Captain, your rhythm is not right, Team Chen, you are on the same hands and feet, Yuan Mingxu, you are too soft, give me a few words." Give some strength, Ruan Wenxuan, you should move!"

Everyone was speechless, but the teacher said: "Student Wei Lan is right, everyone, come on and dance well."

Looking at the teacher with a high ponytail in front of him, Yan Qingchi deeply felt that this must be a hidden fan of Sister Wei Lan!

Sun Xun really couldn't stand Wei Lan's acting like a young master watching a monkey show, so he turned around and waved at him, "Come on, young master, stop sitting there, don't you want to win? You Come down and guide me."

Hearing this, Wei Lan felt that what he said was reasonable, so she handed the melon seeds to the camera beside her, "Eat it."

Then it's off to teaching.

As the first one of the blue team to learn, Li Meng also started to teach his teammates after passing the assessment. Soon, Yan Qingchi learned it and danced for the teacher alone.

Sun Xun was a little shocked when he saw him dancing, "Isn't singing and dancing interlinked? Some people can fail in singing, but they can dance well."

Wei Lan patted him on the shoulder indifferently, "Don't look at the captain, you are still dancing in a mess, hurry up and practice."

Sun Xun had a headache, so he had to learn from Wei Lan again.

After Yan Qingchi passed, he went to guide Dai Hongzhuo and Chen Xuanlang. Dai Hongzhuo learned relatively quickly, while Chen Xuanlang was a bit slow in comparison. Chen Xuanlang was a little anxious, Yan Qingchi patted him, and pointed to Sun Xun, "Look, brother Xun is not good yet, so captain, don't be too anxious, just take your time and follow the rhythm."

Chen Xuanlang always felt that his performance should not be obvious, but unexpectedly, Yan Qingchi still noticed it. He didn't perform very well in today's game all day, and he was somewhat under pressure. Now being cared and comforted by players younger than him, Chen Xuanlang could only silently adjust his mentality and let himself Slowly relax.

On the other side, Wei Lan was still instructing Yuan Mingxu, "Raise your hands up and follow the rhythm with your heels. You are using a little force. Didn't you eat tonight?"

Yuan Mingxu looked at him and felt that he was a little embarrassed by what he said about himself in public, so he said: "You don't need to guide me, you can guide others."

Wei Lan raised his eyebrows, "That's all right, practice **** your own, don't hold back."

Yuan Mingxu really didn't understand how someone could make people feel uncomfortable every word he said. He didn't want to talk to Wei Lan, so he nodded his head as a response. Wei Lan stopped caring about him and went to someone else's place.

Slowly, under the guidance of his teammates, everyone passed the test one after another. Only Yuan Mingxu was still practicing by himself. When he saw that Sun Xun had passed the test, he wanted Sun Xun to teach him. Lan refused first.

"He was brought out by me. If you learn from him now, don't you just learn from me. Don't you need my guidance?" Wei Lan said while turning off the microphone, and also turned off Sun Xun's microphone by the way.

Once Yuan Mingxu was told by him, he had nothing to say, and could only look at Sun Xun with aggrieved expectations.

Sun Xun was helpless, "It's not that I don't teach you, it's that I don't know how I live. I'm still in a daze now."

"Then..." Yuan Mingxu was a little worried, he couldn't pass everyone, so he could pass.

"Either you let Wei Lan teach you. Although Wei Lan teaches you without mercy, what he said is the key points. You can pass it after you change it."

"Don't, I can't afford to teach Young Master Yuanda. People will think that I'm targeting him on purpose."

Sun Xun looked at him, "Can't you talk properly?"