on Monday,
At 9:30, Tan Yue informed all the staff to gather in Studio 2 to officially start filming and recording the new program.
There were not many programs that started recording on Monday, and the program team's application was quickly approved.
When other colleagues arrived at Studio No. 2, colleagues from the service team were already busy in the recording studio, debugging the lenses and lights.
Zhang Peng was running around the scene with a loudspeaker as a conductor. He was also full of expectations. This might be a new milestone in his career.
After everyone arrived, Tan Yue briefly explained the previously agreed division of labor to everyone, and then everyone began to work in full swing.
Tan Yue stared at the front desk for a while, and after feeling that there was no problem, he went backstage.
It doesn't matter if his hair is a mess when working behind the scenes, but now that he's on camera, he must have to do makeup and hair.
Seeing Tan Yue, the staff backstage greeted him one after another.
"Teacher Tan."
"Teacher Tan, Momo is about to go find you. She just discussed your photogenic style with the stylist, and they were very argumentative, haha."
"Hi, Teacher Tan, your clothes look really nice today."
"Hello, Teacher Tan,"
Tan Yue smiled and nodded to everyone, but his steps did not slow down at all and he walked towards the dressing room.
When they arrived at the dressing room, Momo was indeed there, playing with her hair in front of the mirror.
Today, Momo wore a white sweatshirt. Her long hair was not tied up and draped smoothly behind her shoulders, making her look youthful, beautiful and radiant.
"Boss." Seeing Tan Yue push the door open and come in from the mirror, Momo turned around and shouted.
Tan Yue first spoke to the stylist and makeup artist, then looked at Momo and said, "Why are you here? You are so busy outside, why don't you go to work?"
Momo chuckled and said, "Boss, I've told you everything outside. I'll go over and take a look later. You have a very important job here too."
"The host is the external person responsible for a program. Your makeup and styling are super important!"
Looking at Momo's serious expression, Tan Yue felt that this girl was a little exaggerated.
Not paying attention to her anymore, Tan Yue walked to the chair in front of the mirror and sat down, "Let's get started, I'll go and stare in front later."
He is not only the host, but also the chief planner and the core of the program team.
He didn't feel at ease if he didn't watch it in front of him.
The stylist responded and walked over to start doing Tan Yue's hair.
Momo coughed lightly and winked at the stylist, who smiled and nodded.
Tan Yue also saw that there seemed to be some problems and said, "Momo, go and watch from the front and report to me if there is any situation."
Momo nodded happily, "Boss, don't worry, leave it to me."
After saying that, Momo glanced at Tan Yue with some reluctance, turned around and walked out.
"Master, what's going on?" Tan Yue asked with a smile.
The stylist picked up the bottle on the table and sprayed some water on Tan Yue's hair to make it softer so that it would be easier to take care of later. He smiled and said, "Teacher Tan, that girl just now was really responsible."
Tan Yue asked doubtfully: "How to say?"
The stylist smiled and said: "That girl just came over to me and told me what kind of hairstyle is suitable for you. She was very knowledgeable about your hair quality, hair volume, and face shape. Haha, she is simply more professional than us who do styling. "
Tan Yue was both amused and helpless after hearing this, so he had to say: "Master, you should follow your own ideas and don't listen to her nonsense."
Hearing this, the stylist quickly shook his head and said, "Teacher Tan, she is not talking nonsense. The two of us just discussed it. The hairstyle she mentioned is even better than what I expected to give you."
Tan Yue blinked, but he didn't expect that Momo also studied styling?
Are all students today so good? Or is this girl's postgraduate subject about styling?
Since the professional stylist said so, Tan Yue didn't ask any more questions. Looking at himself in the mirror and then at the busy stylist, Tan Yue felt really surprised now.
Although he had been in the entertainment industry for so many years in his previous life, he had never participated in any large-scale events and had no such experience at all.
After traveling back in time, I had seen hair a few times, but they were all casually repaired in roadside shops. This was the first time that I had my hair styled by a professional stylist like this.
During the process, Momo ran back several times.
"Boss, everything is normal outside, nothing is wrong."
"Boss, you are so handsome!"
"Boss, I feel like you are like a god descending to earth."
"Boss, Brother Xu just fell down while moving the props. It's okay, but what he looked like just now was really funny."
At this moment, Momo seemed to have transformed into a little bird, chirping non-stop, or so was what Tan Yue was thinking.
After finishing the styling, Tan Yue looked at his hairstyle in the mirror. Not to mention, it looked very comfortable. No wonder Tan Yue heard in his previous life that some big-name artists paid great attention to their hairstyles, and there was even one who always had a good temper. When the Chinese superstar was filming a movie, he had a quarrel with the director because he didn't pay attention to his hairstyle.
Tan Yue didn't quite understand this before. It's just a hairstyle, is it so important?
But looking at it now, Tan Yue feels that a good hairstyle has a big impact on the artist as a whole. For example, he was already handsome enough and had a 70% to 80% turn-around rate on TV stations. Now he would change it to this one. Tan Yue could feel that his appearance seemed to have improved a bit due to his hairstyle.
If you walk on stage with this hairstyle, the rate of turning heads may increase to more than 90%.
"hehe."
Tan Yue smiled softly, wondering if it was his first time doing modeling, and he actually had such stinky thoughts in his heart.
"Teacher Tan, what do you think?" The stylist asked Tan Yue what he thought, but his own face was full of satisfaction.
Tan Yue nodded and said, "Thank you, I think it's good."
The stylist smiled and nodded: "I also want to thank the girl who broke in so many times just now. She gave me inspiration."
“Boss—big—big—big.”
At this time, Momo came in from the outside again, shouting "boss" in a long voice, and looked at Tan Yue with a look of amazement.
Tan Yue turned his head and glanced. Momo's eyes were wide open and she was looking at him excitedly.
Tan Yue rolled his eyes, frowned and said, "As for that?"
Momo nodded repeatedly and said: "As for that, it looks good."
Momo's series of flattery made Tan Yue's skin crawl. He raised his hand and pointed outside and said, "Get out."
Momo nodded and turned around to walk out.
"Stop," Tan Yue called to Momo and asked, "Is something wrong?"
This girl suddenly walked in, and Tan Yue didn't know if something happened outside.
Momo shook her head and said: "It's okay, but I am the coordinator of our program, and you are also within the scope of my work. I will come here to perform my job functions."
Tan Yue: "Get out."
"Hey." Momo glanced at Tan Yue's face, nodded and walked out.
After Momo went out, the stylist chuckled and said, "Teacher Tan, your subordinate is really interesting."
Tan Yue said helplessly: "Momo has just graduated and is not familiar with work yet. She makes a fuss and is surprised."
The stylist chuckled. He didn't know if Momo had a boyfriend, but after being a stylist for so many years, he still had good eyesight. He could see some other things in Momo.
However, in the TV station, you can speculate and doubt some things in your mind, but you must not say them out loud, or say them out loud. "Mr. Tan, I'm going out first. If you need anything, call me again. The makeup artist will come over later to help you." You put on makeup.”
Tan Yue thanked him.
Not long after the stylist left, the makeup artist came in.
If Tan Yue can say a few words about styling, then when it comes to makeup, Tan Yue is a complete layman. He just said that he should not be too exaggerated and just put on light makeup, and then let the makeup artist paint his face. He moved his hands gently.
When Momo ran in to "report" on her work, she ignored Tan Yue's somewhat stiff face and pointed at Tan Yue's cheeks to give some advice to the makeup artist, "Momo, go ahead and call Xu Nuo over."
"Okay, boss."
Momo turned around and went out, and soon called Xu Nuo.
Tan Yue asked the makeup artist to put makeup on his face and said to the two of them: "Momo will go out first. I have something to say to Xu Nuo."
After Momo went out, Tan Yuecai said: "Fat man, please watch for me at the door first, don't let Momo come in again."
Promise: "..."
...
After putting on makeup, Tan Yue stood in front of the mirror and took a look. He felt that he was really more energetic now that he was shaking.
Today he was not dressed as casually as before, but had specially changed into a higher-end suit.
Qi Xue bought this suit for him when they first got married. As a big star in the entertainment industry and a fashion trendsetter, Qi Xue still has a strong sense of aesthetics. She bought this suit for Tan Yue. More money.
After the two divorced, Tan Yue cleaned up the room and was reluctant to throw away the clothes.
Why throw it away? Such nice clothes, how comfortable they are to wear.
Coming out of the dressing room, Tan Yue saw Xu Nuo sitting at the door with a chair, and not far away was Momo who was in a low mood.
Seeing Tan Yue come out, Xu Nuo's eyes lit up and she felt that her brother was getting more and more handsome, even better-looking than the male stars in the entertainment industry.
Momo, who was a little depressed at first, suddenly felt better now. She jogged over and said, "Boss, I'm going to cry."
Tan Yue thought that Momo was hurt by Xu Nuo blocking her out just now, so he smiled and said, "What's wrong?"
Momo chirped and giggled, "I'm so handsome that you made me cry!"
Tan Yue looked at Momo who was approaching, raised his hand to hold her head, and pushed her back hard, "Go aside."
After saying that, Tan Yue walked towards the front desk.
