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Chapter 172 Additional rewards based on playback volume(1/2)

The sun has set in the west, and even the sunset has fully shown its afterglow.

Fire clouds hang in the sky, and the mushroom house will usher in nightfall in less than half an hour.

The program crew has already eaten and gotten sufficient rest. A short break after exertion cannot completely relieve fatigue, it will only make the body crave long-term comfort.

The cameramen once again picked up the cameras. They knew that there was still the final finishing touches to today's shooting. As long as they survived the last few moments, they could call it a day and come back tomorrow.

Li Ming picked up the walkie-talkie: "Dear guests, please note that filming will resume soon and will start in five minutes."

"I know, director." Huang Sanshi listened to the voice from the earphones, nodded, and greeted into the living room: "Peng Peng, the filming will start again in five minutes. Come over and help me wash the dishes later! Put the dishes and chopsticks away.

The basin was taken to the yard and washed using a pressurized water well. The kitchen was too small for filming!"

"I understand, Teacher Huang!"

In the living room, Peng Peng and Zhang Zifeng were playing games on the sofa, and their sister was complaining that the game should not be finished in five minutes.

I don’t know where Teacher He went, but he probably went to debug the equipment.

Qin Feng was still enjoying the cool air in the small yard at the entrance of the mushroom house, leaning against the door with his head lowered and playing with his mobile phone with one hand, with a faint smile on his lips.

As Tian Xindai said, that song has no ordinary meaning to either of us.

At that time, my sister looked at Tian Xindai eagerly. Qin Wuxiang smiled and picked up the microphone: "Let's sing a song "Aegean"... That song has no ordinary meaning to you."

My sister looked at Wang Anruo and then at Fang Nianwei, but stopped talking.

It has something to do with it, and there are not two other ordinary tasks.

Qin Wuxiang smiled happily [Shall we go out to play tonight?]

Qin Feng raised his hand to show that he was innocent: "The conscience of heaven and earth! It's just a bad maintenance. You said you were eighty years old at the time, you believed it!"

The pulling force was very large, like the strength of a big child.

"What now?"

Especially Fang Nianwei, who is the only one among the new generation of writers.

After Li Ming finished washing the dishes, the "small family" gathered around outside the cool yard. Teacher Huang used the spare firewood to make a simple bonfire, and the warm bonfire party ended just like that.

Qin Feng was also slightly surprised: "Chen Duo?"

In private, the world of seven people is less sweet than variety shows!

Teacher Huang came out of the mushroom house, stretched, looked at Qin Feng and said with a smile: "Teacher Qin, are you going to prepare your own big story or experience? The guests will be here later. We will finish filming the tea party and start filming today."

Already."

Qin Wuxiang glanced at Fang Nianwei's cell phone and smiled.

"The singing is really bad."

"You read a lot of comments online," Tian Xindai shook her head heavily: "There are not a thousand Hamlets in the minds of a thousand people. You have done it so that no one can say anything, and there will be no negative comments in the comment area. Do you want to

Restricting our speech is just to make us feel bad, so we watch it a lot."

"You would have thought that with his character, he would say anything he disliked directly, and he would even pretend to be so." Qin Feng smiled: "You have never seen a boy as agreeable as you."

That angle is basically what you get when you take a photo.

【Hey, you can’t stay there tonight!】

"Your fans are from all age groups!" Qin Wuxiang snorted: "It's like someone. The fan base is concentrated among men between seventy and seventy years old... The youngest person outside the portfolio is not seventy-seven.

Years old, what did he think?!"

"Junior Fang, what should you do now?" Qin Feng asked Qin Wuxiang.

Not to mention falling in love with the national male idol Wang Anruo... Is there any true love in the entertainment industry? It's just capital hype.

Qin Feng turned his head and glanced at her. Looking at the curious expression on her face, his smile became even wider. He walked over and squatted beside her.

Qin Feng reluctantly got on. Dharma Shen was rehearsing a program. I had already grabbed the big horse and sat on it. Then I hugged Qin Wuxiang and put you under his calf to sit down.

[Bad, take him to a bad place.] Qin Feng nodded in response.

"At that time, I really felt disgusted and disgusted with him. I thought he was very mysterious and there was nothing about him that attracted you."

"What are you laughing at?" Wang Anruo asked, sitting next to him and holding his head.

Qin Feng and Tian Xindai both turned to look, and then we were dumbfounded.

Qin Feng smiled with high eyebrows, and the smile on his face came from happiness and recognition.

Qin Feng stared at you for a while, so much so that Qin Wuxiang didn't even think he meant anything bad.

"What's wrong? I keep looking at you?"

"Does he check his own Weibo on weekdays?"

I was deeply impressed by the man Qin Wuxiang mentioned. The penalty of 300 points was that I would be allowed to listen to this man's complaints.

Chen Yu and Li Xiaoyun.

Qin Wuxiang's eyes were not wandering, and he recalled his naughty experiences when he was a child, such as descending from trees and getting into the water, and the incident in elementary school when he encouraged his classmates to climb over the wall in the middle of the night to go to the professor's office to correct test papers.

Qin Wuxiang quietly opened his mouth, and Qin Feng immediately turned on the intercom to hear the lip speech.

But the settlement of the system had not yet begun, and a pop-up window popped up that caught Qin Feng's attention.

If I had known earlier, I would have shown less of the show of affection, and at least made it more exciting so that netizens would enjoy watching it. Would the rating have gone down?

The strategy task was not easy for Qin Feng, who was getting better at that time. The perfect feminine charm made this old baby believe that Qin Feng was not the Plato and Lao Ai of your life. He only needed a few days of greetings on WeChat and a few people he met.

The other person was completely captivated by this thoughtful detail.

What does it mean if a top-notch science fiction writer is subjected to domestic violence in front of a small audience?

"It's quite open-minded." Qin Feng nodded without thinking: "You often pretend to be a big boss to fight with white fans, and you are scolded by others, and you keep holding back your anger... It's just his Weibo, the program team's

The comment section hasn’t fallen yet.”

In front of Qin Feng, the task box for the settlement of ordinary tasks jumped out.

Things in the past...

At that stage, it was just Tian Xindai's fans looking for love for their idol in order to consolidate Wang Anruo's single-minded and pure persona.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "You can live there if you want. Staff who live far away will stay there. These equipment are also easy to transport back and forth. You have to live there."

Leave someone to watch."

Amidst the accompaniment, Qin Wuxiang sang the song Qin Feng wrote for you in the suburbs of the capital. While singing, his eyes never moved away from Qin Feng's body.

After all, none of the pictures are broadcast or released!

After finishing the tea party, we sneaked out of the city to go on a date together in the evening, which was very exciting.

As long as you complete the task, you will only get points as punishment, but you will also get props as punishment based on netizen feedback before the number of views reaches a certain amount?

"Did he really write "Aegean"?" Zhang Zifeng asked Qin Feng timidly: "Have you ever thought that the writer can also write songs?"

One man Qin Wuxiang knew, he was probably an artist. The other two were acquaintances of Qin Feng and Tian Xindai——

Are these the two of you?

"I just went to see him this morning. I don't care enough to listen to what others have to say." Qin Feng smiled, spread his hands, and then asked casually: "The guests are here, what should I do if the meeting is awkward later? Outside the entertainment circle

You know everyone."

After Teacher Huang finished speaking, Qin Feng was still waiting to say anything when he noticed a slight tug on the clothes on his back.

That feels really bad.

After a while, the two people looked at each other again and reached a consensus.

The photographers concentrated on recording the "personal concert".

Anyway, everyone here knows what I said, and the people who know my past are also there, so be careful not to make something up.

Qin Feng accepted the unabashed gaze calmly and responded with the same love.

"I'm probably going to pick up the guests." Qin Wuxiang also knew that I was changing the topic, glared at me, turned around and hummed: "Did you tell me in the morning that a few guests would come over tonight? He

Where did you lose your ears?"

"Do you want to spend the night in the Mushroom House?" Qin Feng asked: "After you came here to shoot, you read the previous films, and you said you would spend two days and one night there."

"Now..." Qin Wuxiang's face was red, but he was very fierce and very generous: "disgusting is not the right word to describe it."

It was my first time filming a variety show, and I didn’t understand many parts of it.

Everyone applauded before Qin Wuxiang finished singing. Teacher Huang looked at Qin Wuxiang with a smile: "Nianwei, the song has also been sung. How about talking about your future? Teacher Qin is not here yet."

Seeing Qin Wuxiang's eyes narrowed, Qin Feng hurriedly coughed and changed the subject: "Where is Mr. He?"

It was also the same song. With the sound of that song at the Guanhai Music Festival, the two people chose to face up to the existing problems on the beach on the moon, put aside their resentments, and reunited.

[Additional punishment for Dhamma Body Mission 3: The number of views exceeds 200 million. Dhamma Body will be added based on netizen feedback ratings. The highest rating is D and the lowest is A. Punishments include skill points, props and items, etc.]

It's just that the extent of the fall was not beyond Qin Feng's expectations.

Qin Feng looked at you and was stunned for a moment, then he understood.
To be continued...
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