Chapter 947

Therefore, Dr. Yang, who was not very good at talking, didn't give Gu Zheng half of his face when he came up.

"But pull it down. Do you know what to eat at the big table in the starlight restaurant today?"

"It's convenient to eat a fixed meal, which is made according to the head count."

"Do you know how much a person costs?"

"The per capita is 100. Who made us late? Have all the masters in the hotel left work?"

"Well, we can have this meal thanks to the members of the program group who also want to record programs in Studio 6."

"People made an appointment by phone before, so that we can have a proper meal."

And the unspoken word in his words is to say clearly that the two tables add up to 30 people. How much can you get a month's salary as an urban management team leader?

It's less to pretend to be a big tail wolf in front of elite doctors like them.

Then, the doctor Yang subconsciously looked at Lengshuang's very natural crotch on Gu Zheng's arm, as if he understood what kind of flat mouth, and added.

"Oh, I see. Are you Dr. Leng's boyfriend? That's all right. Who are we Dr. Leng?"

"That's the future star of Fuwai. The big man's future imperial doctor can't afford this treat."

"Come on, man, let's get someone to serve!"

Well, because of the meal money of more than 3000 yuan, Gu Zheng was gorgeous despised.

Before he had any reaction, Fu Sheng, who had the best relationship with him, couldn't listen. As an elder who came out with Gu Zheng and watched him grow up, he had the responsibility to say more for his younger generation and his most tacit comrades in arms.

So, with a serious face, Fu Sheng opened his mobile phone, turned to the location of Gu Zheng column in the search wolf sports section, and handed it to Dr. Yang, who was not far away from him.

"Doctor? You don't usually read sports columns?"

"Also, depending on your small physique, I'm afraid you won't like sports."

"Well, this is our Gu Zheng, the only candidate in the urban management team to be selected into the top 10, an excellent youth four years younger than you."

"At the same time, he is also the champion of the youngest marathon world championships in our country."

"And the hero of the 10000 meter men's project team to achieve zero breakthrough."

"Well, just in time, all the participants who went to the London world championships have returned, and the world championships column of the national team has just been updated."

"Look at the young man who occupies half the page. Do you think he looks familiar?"

"Yes, don't doubt your eyes. The world champion is standing in front of you now!"

Following this, Dr. Yang looked down at the mobile phone screen that was handed to him... Lest he could not see it clearly, he would quickly poke it into his eyes.

Sure enough, I saw a very different Gu Zheng on the top.

In the photo from the national sports news, Gu Zheng's confident and brilliant smile is very different from the young man standing in front of him, wearing a gray blue uniform and a little yuppie.

When Doctor Yang looked up at Gu Zheng's face again, he seemed to be shaken by the champion halo on his face.

Let him hold back the sarcasm he wanted to say next. Instead, he said a word with a donkey's lips without a horse's mouth.

"Oh, well, doctor Leng, you are really capable. You can find such a person."

Why does the goddess of luck always care for fake fairies like you?

What she said made Lengshuang's nose crooked. She always knew the man of Doctor Yang. It's not enough to lose her share to quarrel with him.

She could only turn her eyes and drag Gu Zheng. After hearing this, Gu Zheng choked his smile and trembled his arm. She squeezed out two empty seats at the urban management table and sat down firmly.

"Laugh if you want. Don't suffocate my food and clothing parents!"

When Lengshuang finished this sentence, Gu Zheng, with tears in his eyes, snapped his fingers at the waiter on one side of the restaurant: "waiter, serve according to the standard!"

Seeing that these people have been poor for so long, a master finally came out to speak. The little waiter is also full of joy.

The restaurant in the starlight film and television base is not as late as the star hotel in the downtown area.

The restaurant of their hotel follows the menus of various program groups.

Because the guests staying here are very few tourists from outside, and more or less are the relevant personnel who come here to record the program.

Therefore, here, once the meal is ordered, it is basically booked in advance.

And the sooner these guests eat, the sooner they can get off work and rest.

You know, some programs have late night catering because they are in a hurry.

If they don't seize the time to rest, they may not be able to stay up at night.

Therefore, the waiter who got the order served the dishes very quickly.

And because it is as like as two peas of the "successor" column, the dish is naturally the same.

Then, the atmosphere in the whole restaurant became like this.

"Five snacks, brown sugar and steamed bread!"

"Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa.

"Cold dish, sliced chicken, crispy cloud ear!"

Another waiter, with two dishes in his hands, put them on the five tables together.

That neat energy is as interesting as going to other people's birthday banquet and wedding banquet.

Let the people at these tables who didn't know each other talk through the fate of having the same meal.

"Alas, which column group are you from?... ah, the audience? The top ten young people? No wonder they are all elites."

"Ouch, we are miserable. Poor workers can't make much money."

"No, the inheritor in the studio next door has been preparing since the early days. As a result, no dry goods have been recorded all morning."

"Why do you ask? Naturally, the person invited fell off the chain."

"How tall we are in this column. The people invited are all from the industry!"

"No matter how low the public's acceptance is, they are all people with real skills."

"But there was something wrong with our recording in this issue. The inheritors of the four famous dans who were originally playing a gimmick performed on the same stage. Who would like us to invite Shangpai disciples to perform for the anniversary of the founding of Tianjin theater a few days ago. They fell down and are still in the stage of rest and recovery."

"For a time, there was a space."

"As for our planning, we really couldn't find the right person in a short time. We had to contact the teachers of the Academy of traditional opera temporarily and ask them to help us contact a young actor who can still be sent to play, and give us the top first."

"Just now, the other party doesn't have an exact phone call. I'm afraid it's going to be explained here today."

Several staff members sighed.

Their capital literature and art has managed to build a column with both connotation and common tastes, showing a rising state in terms of audience reputation and ratings.

But at this moment, if there is a problem with the inheritance and recording of the widest audience in this issue, I'm afraid the column will fall into their hands.

Thinking of the relevant personnel here, they lost their appetite for the red stewed mutton with perfect color, flavor and flavor. They were worried one by one. They thought they were coming to have a broken head meal.

Who would have thought, because we talked very well during the meal. When we heard that the other party had such needs, it was Gu Zheng's brain powder from the urban management branch who gave a bad idea to help.

They dragged the staff who were young people to their side, secretly pointed to Gu Zheng's direction, and recommended their head.

"See? Our captain? Is he handsome?"

"Although he looks like an iron faced and selfless man, I'll tell you, when he sings, he's a straight man like me."

After being pulled by the small urban management, the audience director of the "successor" column group looked along each other's fingers and saw Gu Zheng pulling dried cauliflower into the big bowl.

Then the director hesitated and asked, "are you sure it's the anti string sung by the captain?"

"I'm looking at this guy. He's a little fierce. He has to be 1.8 meters."

Hearing that the other party seemed to be praising his idol, the little Chengguan nodded proudly and corrected the mistake of the new friend: "Oh, more than that, didn't you see that the information of our captain said 1.82 meters?"

"Young, can grow!"

However, the frequency of the on-site director is not on the same line with his new friends. Instead, he kindly dissuades the simple friend next to him who seems to have never seen anything in the world to try to convince him that the level of your so-called good opera and inheritor is still a big gap.

But when he said to the small Chengguan, "brother, there are some people who sing well, such as you, a layman who doesn't usually listen to the play at first sight. It's amazing to hear so much."

"However, the people invited to our column are all national inheritors and pro disciples of major schools."

"There are not only Chinese operas, but also the three pillars of Peking Opera, namely, drama and Tianxi. If you recommend you at this time, you can only be regarded as an amateur captain. Some are not very good."

Isn't this a mess for me?

Coincidentally, when the audience director said this, he happened to be heard by Fu Sheng, who got up to serve free sugar porridge.

Think of the big drama Gu Zheng sang in the cultural street of Hongmen village. He is the most obsessed playmate. No one knows better than him what his vice captain is.