The studio was brightly illuminated, making the venue brighter, and people couldn't tell whether it was day or night when they were inside.

Today is the day to record "Extreme Man". When shooting indoors, everyone arrived at the shooting location on time.

The entire studio is very large and very empty. There are more than twenty cameras on the scene, aiming at this venue.

On the left side of the venue, there is the host of "Extreme Man" and on the right, there is a musician with a [Concert Special]. He sits in the shape of a [eight] and is half opposite.

If [Extreme Concert] is regarded as the final final exam, then this issue is a midterm test now.

Huang Jin stood between the [host seat] and the [music seat] and hosted: "I'm summoning everyone today to remind everyone that there is not much time left for us, and it's only two weeks before [Extreme Concert]."

Half a month later, it will be [Extreme Concert].

"It's so fast," Zhang Yiman turned around and whispered to Han Jue who was sitting next to him, "Uncle, how are your team done?"

"Oh, nothing has moved." Han Jue shook his head and released a smoke bomb, looking anxious that he had not had time to complete his homework.

"Hahahaha! We're about the same!" Zhang Yiman was happy, feeling much more at ease with Han Jue's company.

Han Jue was of course very happy to laugh.

Other musicians are much more calm and anxious, but they don’t show it. Hearing Han Jue and Zhang Yiman’s answers, he still thinks that young people are young people.

The host's reaction was much more exaggerated for the performance of the program, and they were talking about what to do.

Although everyone knew it very well, as the deadline approached, they still felt the pressure coming. [Concert Special] said it was just a competition in a variety show, but its influence was no less than the finals of "Singer". No one dared to take it lightly.

Some people have a serious look on their faces, such as Zhang Yiman, because the creative progress of her and Huang Jin's group is not ideal.

Some people don’t feel anything, such as Han Jue.

Some people even show that they are very relaxed, such as Zhang Zishang. Zhang Zishang leans against the back of the chair, very leisurely, and is very conspicuous among the anxious hosts. It seems that a primary school student who has finished summer homework early is watching other students worry about not having time to write their homework at the beginning of school. His sense of happiness has increased dramatically.

"In addition, I heard that some groups have a lot of differences in their opinions during the creation process," Huang Jin looked around and didn't seem to be talking about his own group at all. "If there are any differences, let's talk about the differences here today. Let's come up with ideas together to resolve them and speed up the progress."

Except for Zhang Zishang and Han Jue, the others showed bitter smiles of varying degrees to a certain extent. After all, creating together means that there are two voices, and having different voices means there will be disputes.

"It has been four weeks since everyone's first time to get a good group," Huang Jin looked at his hand card. "It is said that the progress of one group of teams has exceeded that of other groups and is almost completed."

"Who is close to completion?" Everyone couldn't help but be amazed.

"I know who it is!" Luo Peiqi suddenly jumped out: "It's the son and the others!"

"How did you know?" Huang Jin was very curious with the hand card, and also explained in disguise that Luo Peiqi guessed correctly, that is, Zhang Zishang's group's progress was far beyond that of others.

Everyone looked at Luo Peiqi and waited for him to answer.

Luo Peiqi snorted coldly, all the expressions on his face were squeezed together, his eyebrows were high and low, and he said in a slutty manner: "Ha, how could I know? Of course, it was because since the beginning of the recording, Zishang kept saying [Oh, why did it take two weeks to perform? It's so slow, so slow, I really want to start soon], Oh! It's so arrogant, this is just showing off!"

Everyone burst into laughter and then looked at Zhang Zishang next to Luo Peiqi.

Zhang Zishang smiled like a study committee member who had received the certificate, and his face was full of four big words of pride.

Zhang Yiman patted Han Jue hard. It was like two people playing together. After the exam results, he fell off the crane, but found that the friends who were playing together had not lost any results. They felt a sense of betrayal.

Han Jue grinned and quickly begged for mercy, complaining in his heart that the program team did not say hello.

Huang Jin next asked about the creation progress of other groups, and the situations of each group were different.

Some groups were honest and very safe, saying that they would be enough for 60%. Some groups said pitifully that they were only about 20%, and then Huang Jin insisted that they had already reached 40%. Shen He's group directly said that their progress was zero, but everyone whispered him, saying that his smoke bomb was thrown into a grenade, which could only have a counter-effect. Shen He was furious and threw it into pieces, "Why should such an important information be leaked?" and refused to say it.

Then a large TV was pushed up from behind and stood behind Huang Jin. The screen was filled with random numbers that were beating randomly.

Everyone didn't understand why, Huang Jin introduced to them and said: "Our program team conducted an evaluation based on the progress of each group. The number of points shown above means that the creation has been completed. For example, Shen He's group..."

A number [63] pops up on the screen.

Huang Jin smiled and said, "In the view of the program team, the progress of their group has been 63%.

"Come here! Why do you make such a thing?" Shen He pointed at the director behind the camera and wanted to teach him a lesson. After being persuaded by everyone, he was still indignant.

Later, the other groups scored in turn, with the highest group Wang Songjie, with seventy-nine points, and the lowest group in the game was Huang Jin and Zhang Yiman, with only forty-seven points.

Zhang Yiman pressed his forehead against Han Jue's shoulder and covered his face with his hair, as if he was embarrassed to face this score.

Han Jue comforted her with a smile.

Zhang Yiman often calls Han Jue and complains about Huang Jin's persistence in dance music on the phone, so Han Jue knows that Zhang Yiman's progress is very unsatisfactory. It is precisely because Zhang Yiman and Huang Jin are both professional singers that it is more difficult to unify their opinions. Moreover, Han Jue is very clear about Zhang Yiman's seriousness and opinion in music.

"Where are the subsidiaries and their group? How many points?"

Huang Jin deliberately put Zhang Zishang's group to the end.

Huang Jin: "As the fastest-progress group, the score given by the program team is..."

Everyone looked at the screen carefully.

The numbers on the screen jumped and finally froze at [99].

“!!!”

Everyone was surprised. They just heard Huang Jin say [close to completion], but they didn't expect that it was so close to completion, and it could almost be said to be completed.

"Bang!" Zhang Yiman ignored the surprise that Han Jue pretended to be on his face, and hit Han Jue again, which was a little heavier than last time.

"Ninety-nine points!" Huang Jin was particularly surprised. He saw with his own eyes the discord between Zhang Zishang and Han Jue, and he never thought that the progress would exceed so much. But when he thought about it, he realized that the reason why the progress was so fast was because Han Jue had determined the dominance early in the morning and there should be very few disputes during the creation process.

Huang Jin was considering whether he would learn Han Jue's method next time.

Han Jue sat in the middle of the row behind the musician mat, and the musicians around him turned or turned to see him. The host opposite him also looked at him.

Han Jue was still calm, with a subtle and reserved smile on his face, and he nodded frequently to these sights. He was like a leader who was warmly welcomed by African refugees.

When Zhang Zishang saw Han Jue's textbook-like posture, he also learned, waved his hand reservedly and nodded.

[63] The score owner Chen He couldn't stand it anymore and pointed at Han Jue and said, "You two! Do you really treat this place as a competition? Why do you write so quickly!"

"Isn't this a game?" Han Jue was very surprised.

"We are a variety show. You are not funny like this, and there is no camera! Do you understand variety shows?"

After Chen He said that, Luo Peiqi, He Lie and Wang Songjie, the winners of 60 or 70,000 yuan, started to clamor and accused Han Jue of not understanding variety shows. Chen He was also very proud. Last time Han Jue said that he didn't understand variety shows, he took revenge this time.

But they were obviously happy too early.

Didn’t you see Zhang Yiman gloating at Chen He?

Han Jue calmly said to Chen He: "Whoever says it's not funny will be out of the scene? You are so unfunny on the show, and didn't you broadcast it in the end?"

The smile on Chen He's face suddenly solidified.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Huang Jin and the musicians burst into laughter and applauded. Luo Peiqi, He Lie and Wang Songjie had no position at all. They also smiled and turned the gun head, and said to Chen He very childishly [You are not funny].

It is probably the heaviest attack to say that a variety showman is not funny.

Chen He suddenly stood up after hearing this, left his seat and walked into Han Jue's [m.]. The atmosphere suddenly became wrong. Huang Jin thought Chen He was going to find Han Jue's fault and immediately went out to stop him.

Han Jue stood up calmly and twisted his neck.

Everyone suddenly became nervous. Han Jue's posture awakened the memories of everyone present except Zhang Yiman.

Seeing that the situation was about to escalate, Chen He, who was halfway through, squatted on the ground naturally.

"Oh? It turns out there is no stain?" Chen He reached out and touched the ground, muttered loudly, then shook his head, stood up and turned around, returning to the [host seat]. It was like nothing had happened.

After everyone was quiet for a while, the whole studio burst into laughter.

The artists and staff on the scene laughed very happily, especially Huang Jin, who was standing in the middle to intercept Chen He, was almost lying on the ground at this time.

Han Jue also sat down with a smile.

In fact, Han Jue doesn't know how to fight and is ready to shout [Guan Yilai!] at any time, but I have to say that his predecessor left him a lot of pitfalls, and he also raised a [pirate flag] for him, so that almost no one has really provoked him. Everyone knows that Han Jue is really brave enough to hit people in front of the camera.

Han Jue's accomplishment made the staff who were quietly following Han Jue breathe a sigh of relief.

"Why do you always look at me like this? I saw a dirty stain there, so go over and confirm it." Chen He, who returned to his position, hugged his hands, frowned and explained calmly.

But no one ignored him and was laughing wildly, clapping, stomping his feet, laughing.

It turns out that Chen He is still very funny.

Zhang Zishang smiled particularly loudly, Chen He couldn't stand it anymore. He left the position and walked around half of the [host seat], walked to Zhang Zishang, tied Zhang Zishang's neck, and hummed and vented his anger on Zhang Zishang.

Zhang Zishang felt that Chen He was bullying the weak and afraid of the strong!

[If you have the ability, go find Teacher Han!]

Zhang Zishang's face was innocent, and he could only complain about Chen He in his heart.
Chapter completed!