Her Majesty the Queen is a god in the entertainment industry

Chapter 297 Don't sell it, keep it as a gift
The observation room fell into deathly silence for a moment.

It just so happened that the people on the screen didn't speak at all, and they could even clearly hear the faint sound of electric current generated by the running of the indoor machines.

Everyone's eyes were either directly or secretly looking at the figure who spoke the least in every comment, but his words were to the point.

At the same time, it is inevitable to lose consciousness again.

The gentleness before faded away, but the appearance of the ice covering the face at this moment is even more shocking.

Xu Qingmei almost bit off her cheek, although she could see that this Shen Yunqing was probably not smooth enough due to professional reasons, but she didn't expect that this person could speak so impolitely under the camera, and didn't take her face into consideration at all.

But looking at that cold side face with eyebrows like distant mountains at close range, she couldn't help but her heart beat wildly.

For a moment, the two emotions intertwined and intertwined, which made her fall silent.

Shen Yunqing sat in the center where everyone's eyes gathered. After saying the words "he also deserves" unceremoniously, she lowered her eyelashes and didn't bother to look at the big words on the screen. She sat quietly and didn't intend to change her words.

With great difficulty, Xu Qingmei withdrew her veiled gaze, opened her mouth and lowered her voice: "Mr. Shen's words, it's too late!"

No matter what happened to Jing Huai, she was the one who put all her strength into the program group.

Shen Yunqing openly criticized Jing Huai for being unworthy, and indirectly swept her face.

However, she questioned this sentence with a little grievance, but did not get the slightest response from the other party.

Shen Yunqing's ears had spontaneously blocked the nonsense from Xu Qingmei, and when she noticed that Jiang Lingxi on the split screen went to the dry room to get the finished ink stick, her mind moved.

He has never used ink sticks made by His Majesty himself.

This time His Majesty made a total of six sticks. I don't know if he has a chance to ask for two of them, one is fine.

Xu Qingmei was so angry by this disregard that she couldn't help but contorted for a moment.

This time, she didn't need to give the PD a look, and the PD also knew that this short section was going to be cut off.

Just at this moment, Li Wanxuan said with a calm face: "It's really not worthy, go back and practice for a few years and then have a look." Then she looked at Xu Qingmei, "This word is not good enough for laymen. Okay, I know Xiao Xu, you and this Jing Huai are both in the entertainment industry, and you want to help him talk, but young people are more motivated to continue working hard when they suffer setbacks, and it is definitely not a good thing to just blindly."

Xu Qingmei was stunned by such righteous words, and it took several seconds to react, her face was a little blue, and she had to humbly nod in front of the camera: "Thank you, Mr. Li, for your teaching. taught."

Only then did Li Wanxuan look away: "Just understand."

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As soon as Jiang Lingxi took out the finished ink stick, Qian Yaya came over with her back foot.

He took the one he made and compared it with the six ink sticks Qiqi put in front of him.

"It's really different. Mine is a little whitish, but Teacher Jiang's is a little purple. Well, it feels better to the touch. Teacher Jiang, can you sell me one of yours?"

Jiang Lingxi looked at the little girl who was begging her with folded hands, smiled slightly, and gently refused: "Not for sale."

"Ah, I want one, and you have five left!"

Jiang Lingxi had no choice but to tell her plan for these few ink sticks: "Keep two for your own use, and keep the other four as gifts. They really can't be sold."

Only then did Qian Yaya withdraw her plan to buy with regret.

When Shen Yunqing heard her saying that she was going to give away the ink note, her fingers on the table unconsciously curled up, and the Moyu hand ring shimmered dimly.

Before the sky completely darkened, Su Yi finally got the evaluation of the successful repair of the inkstone from the master.

Holding the inkstone that could no longer be seen to be broken, he hurried to join other guests.

"Sorry sorry for keeping everyone waiting."

"It hasn't been long," Qian Yaya, who is also a girl, waved her hand carelessly, "Ms. Jiang and I have just finished making ink sticks."

Then he looked at her hand again, "Have you completed your hidden mission?"

These words made everyone's eyes fall on the inkstone that Su Yi was holding.

Lu Sen moved his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he swallowed his words, still concerned about his sister standing outside the camera.

"Well, it's done."

Qian Yaya gave her a thumbs up, "It's amazing."

At least she definitely didn't have the patience to pick and assemble a complete inkstone from a pile of fragments, and then glue all these fragments together, just thinking about it made her scalp tingle.

"Thank you."

Chen Weiwen came out of nowhere, and made a concluding remark: "I believe that you have gained a lot from the whole day of visiting and studying. Now it's time to say goodbye. Let us once again thank Teacher Luan for his generosity. Studio for a day!"

Luan Zhuiyu stood beside Chen Weiwen, smiling like a flower, "Director Chen is very polite, several guests Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and some even completed the hidden mission, which opened my eyes. By the way, I also gained a lot of money." A small order."

When Chen Weiwen heard her last sentence, he couldn't help but glance at the direction where Jiang Lingxi and Qian Yaya were standing.

Needless to say, Qian Yaya ordered a set of brushes in front of the camera. As for Jiang Lingxi, no one else knew about it, but he could see it very clearly when he sat in front of the monitor. If the girl didn't buy it, it would be fine for him to buy it. Living.

Absolutely generous.

Jiang Lingxi didn't think too much about it. Pens, inks, papers and inkstones have always been more expensive than other things in her mind.Otherwise, there would not be such a saying in ancient times as "Luoyang paper is more expensive than gold".

But for scholars, this is something that must be bought no matter how expensive it is.

She really didn't feel like she bought too much.

But who made this studio have a purchase quota for everything, not as much as you want.

The moment all recording cameras were turned off, almost everyone relaxed at once.

Jiang Lingxi called Xu Ling'an and Lu Zhengzheng to go back to fill in the purchase order and address, and she still liked the fact that if she bought too much, she could have it delivered to her door.

On the other hand, Lu Sen rolled his eyes, which were not too subtle, at Jing Huai, who was full of vigor.

In the meeting yesterday, he still felt that this person was very polite and gentlemanly, but after getting along with him for a day, he could see clearly that he was worthy of being an actor, and he was completely bluffed.

Coupled with the words written before, the words are just like the person, they are all bright and shiny, but there is no connotation inside.

It really made him look down on it.

Lin Nuo walked quickly to his girlfriend, and handed over the brush in his hand, "A Lin, I made it myself."

"It's great, I didn't expect to be able to learn a craft on the show."

"Well, the planning of this program is quite meaningful."

Su Cheng carefully took the inkstone from his sister's hand, looked at it over and over for a while, and then carefully picked it up, "Sister, you have a new inkstone, why is my sister so good!"

Shen Hechen walked up to Chen Weiwen, "Director, when are we going back?"

He still hasn't forgotten what brother Xiao Xia said last night, that he should be able to see his cousin today.

What if I go back late and my cousin has already fallen asleep!
"Let's go back here now," Chen Weiwen nodded repeatedly, "We can disband after we go back and have a meal together in the canteen of the TV station."

"Can I not eat and go home in a hurry."

"Okay, it's up to you to volunteer, but it's quite late to go back, so the cafeteria has prepared dinner for you."

Shen Hechen rubbed his stomach, then looked at the folding fan in his hand, "It's okay, I'm not very hungry yet."

Alas, in order to see his cousin sooner, he really sacrificed a lot!
(End of this chapter)