Chapter 80: Girl Chasing 2
“Lao Zheng, say … what exactly does this Su Jin mean?”
After watching the monitoring screen, the Chief Director and the Chief Producer huddled together with their sleeves tucked, shivering. There were seven or eight hand warmers attached to themselves. Through the small screen, they could see the staff changing the four artists into national costumes to participate in the “girl chasing” game.
The Chief Producer glanced at Su Jin, who was as deep as water in the lens, and voiced out his question deep inside to his old partner beside him.
“Hmm? What do you mean by ‘what does she mean’?” The Chief Director lifted his eyelids, impatience written all over his stark black face. The two of them were old partners. They joined Apple Channel in the same year more than ten years ago, and they have produced many familiar variety shows over the years. This time, “Wilderness Winner” had become a strong work of Apple Channel at the beginning of the year, collecting waves after waves of praise.
“Don’t play dumb.” The Chief Producer elbowed him below in disgust. “Just now, so many people heard what Su Jin said —— She called Zhou Jing ‘Second Aunt’, and forced Zhou Jing to race with her. What do you think this means?”
Director Zheng: “Hmph.” He rolled his eyes and said, “Can’t you tell? The two must have conflicts. The two have filmed before, and with the way Zhou Jing looks, it’s inevitable that she has offended Su Jin.”
“Then did she call her her Second Aunt? If I recall, Zhou Jing is only 22 years old, ah.”
“Then I don’t know!” The day was freezing cold, so when Director Zheng spoke, the surging heat from his mouth turned into a misty steam, as if a humidifier was installed in the body: “Maybe it’s because he thinks Zhou Jing is kind-looking.”
“…”
Director Zheng snickered: “Look at Zhou Jing’s expression when she speaks. Doesn’t she look like someone chasing after your ass during the Spring Festival and asking you how much bonus you’ve been paid? Or Whether there was a relative who intended to buy a house in the city? Or when you plan to get married? Su Jin called her an aunt, how filial, ah!”
The moment the Chief Producer heard that: “Lao Zheng, I didn’t expect your ass to be so biased!”
Director Zheng hummed: “We have a lifelong friendship with Miss Su! If it wasn’t for Su Jin, all of us would have been buried in Indonesia! Unlike you, who’s so unprincipled. What flying guest? I think she’s a money guest, a backstage guest, or a subterfuge guest. You just add people whenever you say!”
The Chief Producer had no choice but to curse, “Who the hell am I going to reason with? The Deputy Director of the station called, so I have to add her even if I don’t want to, ah!”
Talk about bad luck. They really couldn’t figure out what kind of relationship this Zhou Jing used to enter, so that she, an 18-tier celebrity, became the very first guest of the show! What was more, as soon as she came, her relationship with the other cast was so stiff.
Later, when the ratings were affected, the two of them would be scolded!
“It’s okay.” Director Zheng waved his hand and made his own stance, “If she likes to add drama, leave her be. Anyway, the editing rights are in my hands. If her shots add up to more than five minutes in the end, count me out!”
The Chief Producer burst out laughing and raised a thumbs up to his old partner.
Reality shows were different from movies and TV shows, and the edited content did not need to be seen by the artist team. The editors were all the program group’s own people. With a pair of scissors in their hands, they can cut anything they want!
Otherwise, why would there be a saying in the circle that when shooting reality TV, you must not offend the editor? As long as the editor was happy, a line of dialogue could be cut to pieces, completely changing the meaning; a man and woman pair without a sense of CP could be “flipped” into a mirror image, looking fondly at each other; even more powerful was matting where an artist could directly disappear into thin air…
This Zhou Jing, ah, she shouldn’t be too proud of herself so early.
……
Kazakhs were passionate and could sing and dance well. Their traditional costumes were also based on bright colors, red, pink, orange, blue, green…Yarn skirts were designed layer by layer, like layers of blooming buds. Along with a small waistcoat, it made the wearer quite striking.
But Zhou Jing just couldn’t pick one. One moment she felt that the orange saturation was too high, and the next, the blue wasn’t positive enough, and then, she disliked that red as too earthy… Finally, she picked out a pure white dress from the last of the racks. She put it on and immediately felt like a bride stepping into the church in the mirror, as beautiful as she could be.
“Ouch, why are you so clumsy? You’re pulling my hair!” She shouted, scaring the little Kazakh girl who was in charge of dressing her up.
The little lass, who was so beautiful with her high nose and deep eyes, was so frightened by her yell that her light gray pupils welled up in tears. She was holding a traditional Kazakh hat in her hand. The cap rose like a minaret, with a flexible and wide feather at the top. Standing atop the cap, the feather gently bowed down due to gravity and curved into a beautiful arc.
Pins were needed to wear this kind of hat. The little girl just pressed a bit harder and was scolded bloodily by Zhou Jing.
Honestly, Zhou Jing was merely venting her anger on her. When she thought about just Su Jin atop a horse with that cold contemptuous gaze boring down on her, she got so scared that she couldn’t utter a word. Then, she confusedly agreed to her proposal!
However, it couldn’t be helped. Who asked her to take the lead in bringing up horse racing?The first to stir things up was despicable —— She could only eat the fruit of her wickedness.
After changing into her white dress, she lifted the tent door. It was close to minus 40 degrees, and she had pasted body warmers all over herself under her skirt, which kept her from shivering in disgrace.
Outside the horse pen, Chen Gangyu and Wei Jing, who had already changed into their national costumes, were waiting there, choosing their horses under the guidance of the staff. Not far away, there were passersby watching the action gathered there and were staring curiously at the cameras around them.
Chen Gangyu was wearing a pink skirt with gorgeous colors. Zhou Jing thought with disdain: A person in her thirties still pretends to be young. She really deserves to be an idol drama professional!
Chen Gangyu simply did not bother to greet her, and listened intently to the staff’s instructions.
It turned out that there was a very interesting tradition in the game Girl Chasing —— If the woman couldn’t catch up with the man, the man would win; if she could, she was allowed to whip the man with her horsewhip! The man could dodge on horseback. If he couldn’t, he could only suffer a whipping. Of course, the game had developed to the present, so force wasn’t used in whips. It was mostly fun between couples.
When Wei Jing heard everything, he burst into a cold sweat and quickly asked his assistant to bring him another leather camisole and put it under his coat.
Peek-Aboo 
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