After agreeing to get married, I became popular with live broadcast of food

Chapter 85

"Hey, Director Lin, why did you call yourself?" Shen Yao stood by the kitchen, pulled herself together, put down the kitchen knife in her hand, and held the phone with the other hand to listen to the voice on the other end.

The background sound on the other end of the phone was a bit flimsy, the footsteps of people coming and going from far to near, occasionally mixed with moderate discussions.

"Your promotional video, promotional video"

Shen Yao conveniently put down the kitchen knife, wiped the water droplets on the apron, walked to the side table and sat down, and asked, "Is there something wrong with the promotional video?"

"That's not true, it's just a small dispute. I'm calling you today to confirm the exact time when your promotional video will be released." Director Lin remained calm, and slowly left the disputed area.

The professional team must strictly control every link, and some small differences prove that their team is still alive.

Shen Yao nodded, thinking carefully: "Do you have any ideas?"

"Next Wednesday, when your show is going on again."

Director Lin was very satisfied with Shen Yao's small gesture of asking his opinion first, and his usual tough tone was actually mixed with a bit of gentleness at this time.

When the third throw begins, the promotional film will be released at the same time, and the two can complement each other.

After thinking about it again, Shen Yao understood the stakes in this, and without further thinking, she directly agreed with Director Lin's suggestion, and added by the way: "Next Wednesday night."

The promotional film is shot with green as the main color, and it will be more atmospheric and the effect will be better when viewed at night.

Just after the two of them finalized the time, Shen Yao smelled a vague smell.

She frowned, carefully sniffed the air, and finally saw the frying pan emitting white smoke.

"It's over, it's over, it's a mess! Director Lin will talk about it later."

Shen Yao hung up the phone in a hurry, then hurried to the stove, and turned off the fire in a hurry.

"What's wrong?" Chen Yiqian rushed over after hearing the sound, his pace quickened a little, his face was full of worry, "Is it burning?"

"I didn't have a burn, just a burnt pan, which I'm dealing with now."

Chen Yiqian's hanging heart finally let go, and his footsteps slowed down a bit, and he said in his mouth: "Be careful."

Shen Yao turned on the faucet and put the scorched bottom of the pot in the pool to cool down. She watched the water flowing into the pot and formed a small vortex, imagining that she could also be stuffed into the pot, and fall together with the vortex formed. to the bottom of the pot.

"Chen Yiqian"

Chen Yiqian raised his eyelids, watched Shen Yao go around behind her, and comforted him, "Are you still thinking about Hou Cuicui?"

Shen Yao sighed, turned off the faucet in front of her, and supported the vegetable sink with both hands: "No, it's just that the shooting time of the show is next Wednesday, which is earlier than I expected."

Chen Yiqian took out his mobile phone, glanced at the calendar on the mobile phone, and deduced: "It's not impossible to implement the plan. Today is Saturday. Apart from today and Wednesday, three days are still too late."

"It's better to push back and wait until the third throw is over."

"Don't be so preoccupied, if you decide to strike while the iron is hot." Chen Yiqian cut off the second half of Shen Yao's unspoken sentence, ready to explain the preparation work.

Shen Yao nodded, acquiescing to Chen Yiqian's arrangement.

The stage has been set up, and now they have to invite people to sing on their stage. She hopes that Hou Cuicui can sing this scene beautifully.

(End of this chapter)