Survival in the wilderness accidentally built a super first line

"What? My grandfather?"

After hearing the assistant's voice, Tong Ya was stunned.

She really didn't expect that the director would have such an idea. In theory, shouldn't be invited to those super first-line or traffic big guys?

"Are you sure you heard me right?"

Returning to mind, Tong Ya asked again.

"Sister Tong, the director has this idea, saying that he wants to create a "Guo Shi Wushuang" theme. After all, this is a positive slow variety show. He doesn't want to invite entertainment stars."

"Guo Shi Wushuang? But... My grandfather is very busy at work, how can he have time to participate in this kind of variety show?"

Upstairs Mu, hearing this explanation, Tong Ya felt that the director’s ideas were quite advanced.

The current society also needs to broadcast some guiding programs to bring the public's vision back to these real "stars" and change the situation where entertainment is supreme.

But is this step a bit too big?

The so-called Guoshi, only those who have obtained the honorary title of Xia Guo Academy of Sciences or the academician of the Academy of Engineering can be called Guoshi.

Can these people really come to participate?

Not to mention anything else, just because my grandfather is busy every day and doesn't have much time to go home on weekdays, how could he waste time in this place.

The director would definitely be scolded if he called.

"The director said, we don’t need to worry about the rest... as long as those nationals can relax when they come to participate in the show, and talk about their thoughts and things from their previous struggles in a daily chat. The most important thing is to let ordinary audiences see that these national scholars also have a cute and funny side..."

On the phone, the assistant's voice continued to ring.

It could be heard that she was worried but could not do anything about it.

The so-called variety show ultimately depends on the ratings, even if the original intention is no matter how great the price is, the ultimate goal is to make money and attract traffic.

"This..... How did the director suddenly come up with this idea? It's really difficult. It's not like the previous book."

After a pause, Tong Ya couldn't help asking again.

"I heard that after staying in the ancient courtyard for one night last night, I feel that such a good place is pure ancient architecture. Please those traffic stars do not match this environment. If you can hire an old man, whether it is from the character It still can be perfectly integrated with ancient architecture in terms of temperament..."

"Because of this?"

"The director also said that this place is very suitable for recuperation, and it would be considered recuperation to invite those national soldiers..."

"Recuperation? Hey, this...the show will have twelve episodes according to the book, even if my grandfather agrees...what about the others? Where can I find eleven national soldiers who are willing to participate in the show?"

Tong Ya bit her lip.

"According to the gossip, the director has a college classmate who works in Xia Guo’s Propaganda Department. After hearing this idea, he was very supportive. He also said that if this program is produced, Xia Guo will be strongly supported by CCTV! Will communicate some guests’ schedule issues."

"What about Qingmang's production? What's Mr. Mu's opinion?"

"Mr Mu heard that the director's idea was recognized by the Propaganda Department, and immediately said that an additional 100 million yuan was invested to ensure the smooth recording of the show."

"It turned out to be so."

Hearing this, Tong Ya finally figured out a general idea.

"Then did the director say when the show will start recording?"

After a pause, she asked again.

"The director said that he has been in contact with the old man over there, and the old man is very interested when he hears that you are with Wu Shuang! He said that he will come to see it in the next few days..."

The assistant smiled bitterly.

To be honest, the director's move is really...something caught off guard.

"Huh? Come in a few days..."

Inexplicably, a trace of embarrassment suddenly appeared in Tong Ya's heart.

It’s really strange that my grandfather wants to come to live when I do a life program by myself.

"Okay, I know... I'll talk to the director later."

........

The setting sun goes down and the night opens,

The desert is still full of lights and lively, and this situation lasted until ten o'clock before slowly dissipating.

No matter how enthusiastic the tourists were, the tourists who had been enthusiastic for a long time were tired and returned to their tents.

At this time, Philpis's convoy finally arrived in the desert.

Under the guidance of the staff, the convoy stopped at the parking lot beside Mu Xiaodan.

"Oh... God.... The traffic jam, it's finally here!"

Click!

When the car door opened, many foreigners got on and off the RV, and they were still holding live broadcast frames in their hands.

"Huh? What's that in the distance..."

Stand still, look around,

Originally, when some foreign reporters wanted to talk about the surrounding environment to the people on the live broadcast, they were suddenly completely suppressed by the sight in front of them.

It turned out that the nine-story wooden building has been brightened today under the rush of the construction team. From a distance, it looks like an ancient tower with radiance standing in the desert.

In the distance, because there were too many tourists, there were tents everywhere on the sand dunes nearby.

Now that the tourists are back in the tent, they turn on the spare lights they brought.

And because the colors of the tents brought by the tourists are different, either yellow or green or red, under the light mapping, they look like lanterns from a distance, which is very beautiful.

Spectacular cannot be more spectacular.

"Oh... my goodness... this is so beautiful! Is this really a desert?"

"Reporter, hurry up and take a look, what is in the distance...why is it so beautiful?"

Foreign audiences also saw this scene in the live broadcast of foreign reporters.

Suddenly, their curiosity was seduced.

The various messages are one after another,

There are even many saying that it is absolutely a miracle to have such a scene in the desert.

"First, let's look around first. This place is indeed a little different from the desert in front of it..."

Seeing this, many foreign reporters walked into the distance with the live broadcast room.

They have been notified on their way here, they will not be received here, and they will act on their own.

Just follow the staff's arrangements tomorrow morning.

Unexpectedly, many people in the convoy got out of the car and left, but the door of car number one was tightly closed and did not open.

"Mr. Philpies, you're already there, don't you go down and take a look?"

At this moment, the assistant's voice came from the car.

"I can't go down anymore. It's not interesting to be in a desert outside, or it's more comfortable in the car."

Soon, Phil Pice's voice continued.

"Well, it's already ten o'clock in the evening. As long as we persist for a few more hours, defeat that Wu Shuang and send the video back to China, our trip will be completed successfully."

In the car, the assistant nodded in agreement, without even looking at the outside through the window.