The person who came out of the cubicle was Hou Jun.
Lu Yanhe looked at him in surprise, not knowing what to say for a moment.
Since he was there, he must have heard what Chen Ziliang said just now.
"Director Hou." Lu Yanhe greeted awkwardly.
Hou Jun looked at Lu Yanhe silently and said, "Did you hear what I said just now?"
"Um."
"Don't tell anyone, just pretend you didn't hear it," said Hou Jun.
"Okay, I understand." Lu Yanhe nodded.
Of course he understood why Hou Jun said that. If this kind of thing were to get out, it would always be bad for the show.
Hou Jun walked towards the door, but stopped halfway.
"Are you angry?" he suddenly turned around and asked.
"Angry." Lu Yanhe nodded and admitted.
"But he's famous now, so we have to bear it no matter how angry we are. The show needs to beg him to come on, and he looks down on us, so there's nothing we can do. If we want to stop being angry, we can only work hard and wait for the day when he asks us for help." Hou Jun said, "You write good songs and you have talent. Keep going, and you will succeed one day."
Lu Yanhe didn't expect to hear Hou Jun say such words to him.
"Thank you, Director Hou."
"Perform well tonight. We will highlight your performance after the show airs."
Hou Jun’s words made Lu Yanhe’s eyes light up.
Whether a song or a performance becomes popular is not absolutely proportional to its quality.
If the program team can use its resources to promote your performance, it means more people will see your performance.
"Thank you, Director Hou." Lu Yanhe bowed to Hou Jun in surprise.
"come on."
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Lu Yanhe walked out of the bathroom and ran into Lin Miaomiao, who had interviewed him yesterday.
She looked as if she was lost, and looked around in confusion.
Lu Yanhe looked at her in surprise. When she saw him, her eyes lit up and she immediately came over and said, "I'm lost. Can you take me backstage?"
Lu Yanhe looked at her in surprise and asked, "Aren't you the host here? How did you get lost?"
Lin Miaomiao: "...I just arrived and I'm not familiar with the place."
"I'm not familiar with it either. This is my second time here," said Lu Yanhe.
Lin Miaomiao immediately said, "Then take me to your dressing room and I'll ask my assistant to pick me up."
Lu Yanhe: "...Can't you ask your assistant to pick you up here directly?"
"I don't even know where this place is, how can I tell my assistant?" Lin Miaomiao said confidently.
Lu Yanhe: "...Then come with me."
Lin Miaomiao hummed, raised her chin slightly, and walked away with Lu Yanhe.
After a while, a woman in black uniform came out of the women's restroom with a helpless expression on her face.
She is Lin Miaomiao's bodyguard and also what she calls her assistant.
Just now, after seeing Lu Yanhe enter the bathroom, Lin Miaomiao hurriedly rushed her into the bathroom as well, creating this chance encounter.
"Don't come over, I will send you a message." Lin Miaomiao specifically reminded.
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Lu Yanhe didn't know Lin Miaomiao's little plan.
He took Lin Miaomiao back to his dressing room.
The makeup artist was already waiting for him.
Lu Yanhe was the last one to put on makeup.
But because his stage makeup itself is not complicated, the makeup team decided on a very simple stage look for him, which is a white shirt and black trousers, giving him the appearance of a fresh and clean high school student. Therefore, even though time is tight, he is still relatively calm.
Lin Miaomiao looked at Lu Yanhe curiously and asked, "Are you alone? Where are your agent and assistant?"
"I'm alone."
"Why?"
"Because I'm not famous." Lu Yanhe glanced at the innocently puzzled girl behind him in the mirror. "Are you really a host?"
Lin Miaomiao opened her mouth, not knowing how to answer for a moment.
"I am," she said finally.
"Okay."
"I just came here for an internship and am not very familiar with the business yet." She added, her hands clasped lightly.
"I see." Lu Yanhe said, "Does your assistant know where my dressing room is?"
"I know. She's already here." Lin Miaomiao glanced at him thoughtfully. "You said yesterday that you didn't have a girl you liked yet. Was that true? Now there's no camera filming you, so you can tell the truth."
"This has nothing to do with you." Lu Yanhe said directly.
Lin Miaomiao curled her lips and said, "If you don't want to say it, forget it."
"Why should I appear after him?" A loud roar suddenly came from outside the door.
The sound was so urgent and loud that it startled everyone in the dressing room.
The makeup artist muttered, "Who is it? Luckily the eyebrows are already done."
She put away the tools in her hand and said, "It's almost done, take a look."
The roar outside the door didn't seem to bother the makeup artist at all; she wasn't even curious.
This calmness and composure made Lu Yanhe involuntarily hide his surprised expression, not wanting to appear too naive.
The makeup artist patted Lu Yanhe's shoulder, as if seeing through the boy's mask of feigned composure. She smiled and said, "This kind of situation is all too common backstage. Artists compete with each other over the order of appearance, who gets their makeup done first, whose dressing room is bigger, whose recording time is more favorable... They can argue over anything. You've been in the industry for a long time, so you've probably seen a lot of this. If they can get angry in front of the camera, how much more so behind the camera."
Lu Yanhe smiled awkwardly.
To be honest, he really hasn't seen much.
The performing arts work he has participated in was basically with the group, and he rarely came out alone. He rarely encountered these things. During the initial period of their debut, because the group was very popular, Zhou Pingan led them wholeheartedly and protected them very well.
They were a group of teenagers around fifteen or sixteen years old, and few others considered them real competitors.
"I heard from the people in charge that your rehearsal yesterday was amazing. Keep up the good work," the makeup artist encouraged the boy, whose face still showed a hint of nervousness and inexperience. "Even though our show isn't super popular, it's been running for so long, so we still have a loyal and regular audience. Maybe your performance this time will be loved by everyone."
"Thank you." Lu Yanhe thanked the makeup artist.
"You're welcome."
The makeup artist left.
Only Lin Miaomiao and he were left in the room.
After the roar was heard in the corridor, there was no further sound. I don’t know if he was persuaded by someone or what.
Lin Miaomiao said, "You are quite popular with these aunties. They even cheer you up while putting makeup on you."
Lu Yanhe turned around and looked at the girl in front of him seriously.
"Actually, I don't mind it too much, but, have you really never been beaten in other places for talking like that?" he asked sincerely.
Lin Miaomiao's eyes widened: "Who dares to hit me!"
I forgot to mention that the first order should be 375, and now it has 460, with an average order of about 360. The result is very average on an objective level, but it has increased by almost fifty times compared to my previous result. I am very content and satisfied. The next step is to strive for an average order of over 1,000. I wonder if I can achieve my small goal of being a boutique?
