You Don't Understand The Pain Of Being Popular

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On Monday, the weather was fine. It is suitable for traveling, opening and filming.

The finals of "Good Drama PK Competition" officially started on this day.

Long Guoqing and the others arrived at the shooting location early, and under the arrangement of the staff, they all changed into doctors' white coats.

The surrounding area is relatively quiet, with only a few crew members walking back and forth from time to time. They sat on the benches in the corridor and waited a little stiffly.

"Brother Long, why do you have dark circles around your eyes, didn't you sleep well yesterday?" Someone asked in a low voice.

Long Guoqing glanced around, and then responded in a low voice: "What do you know, today I just want to shoot the scene of staying up late for surgery. I deliberately went to bed late last night, just to show this real state."

The person who asked the question suddenly realized, and then felt a little regretful: "I would have stayed up all night if I knew it."

"Don't stay up too late, or else you won't be able to remember the lines," Long Guoqing said, "I also heard that we still live broadcast the whole show when we are acting. If you can't remember the lines, that would be terrible."

It was only when the others heard this that they suddenly realized this.

Yes, this is a live variety show, and it must be broadcast live. They almost thought it was the same as the film and television city, and it didn't matter even if it was performed several times.

"It's over, let's stop practicing."

"I feel that I have a plot that I haven't figured out yet..."

"Heaven has eyes, we haven't even played a decent role before, how come we're going to the live broadcast all of a sudden."

While talking, there was a chatter and footsteps not far away.

Long Guoqing and the others stopped talking, quickly adjusted their state, and completely returned to the appearance that a doctor should have.

In order to play a good group of extras, they imitated the bums for several days. Now if you want to play a doctor, you naturally have to take on the role of a doctor all the time.

Turning his head to look over, he saw Yao Bianliang and his group got out of the car and walking towards this side.

The screenwriter and director followed behind her, accompanied by several photographers, lighting engineers, makeup artists and other related staff.

Yao Bianliang turned sideways and was talking to the director. The director nodded his head, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

"Hey, Long Guoqing? So you are here." An Xincheng was the first to notice Long Guoqing and the others here, and waved to them.

Yao Bianliang heard An Xincheng's voice and followed his gaze.

Those group performers arrived so early?

Yao Bianliang still remembered the appearance of those people she saw when she was in the film and television city that day. An ordinary group performer who is sluggish, has no achievements, and dawdles all day long. The kind that can't be found in the crowd.

These are the talents she carefully selected.

A smile hung on the corner of Yao Bianliang's lips, and he looked expectantly not far away.

Then, the smile on the corner of her lips froze slightly.

I saw a few calm and reliable men in white coats with thinning hair standing up and walking towards them.