Until close to midnight, the recording finally ended smoothly.
After powering off the caras, the exhausted artists exchanged brief pleasantries and prepared to leave.
Their respective teams moved forward, handing out water bottles and delivering phones.
The scene was sowhat chaotic.
Zhou Lan handed the phone back to Zhou Yun, saying, "There's still a backup interview to do."
Zhou Yun nodded, "I rember."
Actually, she was already tired. Normally at this ti, Zhou Yun was not asleep, but today, having recorded all day and participated in various gas, maintaining a high level of alertness in front of the caras, she felt extrely weary now that everything was over.
Lew Qingqing suddenly ca over and asked, "Xiao Yun, I heard you have a backup interview later, do you want a bottle of hot coffee? It's low sugar."
The caras were already turned off, and Zhou Yun did not expect Lew Qingqing to take the initiative to talk to her.
"Sure, thank you Sister Qingqing."
Zhou Yun naturally accepted the kind gesture thrown her way.
"Thank you for looking after Xiao Yun today," Zhou Lan expressed her gratitude.
Lew Qingqing turned to Zhou Lan, smiled and waved her hand, saying, "We take care of each other. I need to rush to another event soon, let's chat another ti."
"Bye."
Zhou Yun waved goodbye to Lew Qingqing.
At this mont, Su Yan suddenly walked past her with a group of people, their larger numbers forcing Zhou Yun and Zhou Lan to step back.
"Did you get the video?" Zhou Yun asked Zhou Lan in a low voice.
"Yeah." Zhou Lan asked, "Should we release it proactively?"
"Not for now."
Zhou Yun stretched out her hands, hugging Zhou Lan's neck, leaning into her.
"So tired."
"You've worked hard; just hang in there a bit longer, we can go back to the hotel after work is done," Zhou Lan patted Zhou Yun's shoulder, saying, "You don't have work tomorrow morning, you can sleep in a bit."
During the backup interview, a few questions were asked, all related to the recording of the program.
What everyone's impressions were, if there was anything they wanted to say.
Very ordinary questions, yet also the kind everyone loves to hear.
Every celebrity's fans love to hear other celebrities praise their idols.
Zhou Yun managed to remain quite neutral, with only a slight bias towards Su Yan and Lew Qingqing.
"This ti I wasn't in the sa team as Sister Yanyan, so we didn't get much ti to chat, but she really is beautiful," Zhou Yun gushed with stars in her eyes.
"Sister Qingqing really took good care of , she isn't cold like people say online, and, she's really warm in private. Since I'm new here, she was worried I'd feel awkward by myself, kept talking to , throwing topics to talk about, I really thank her for that."
...
By the ti work ended, it was already 1 AM.
Zhou Yun and Zhou Lan got into the car to go back to the hotel.
It wasn't until then that Zhou Lan had the ti to discuss with Zhou Yun the follow-up on the bombshell news from that morning.
"In the evening, Song Chi's company finally issued a clarification statent; now the public opinion online towards you is not bad, because we clarified early and guided the narrative, everyone is now mainly accusing those unscrupulous PR accounts."
Zhou Yun nodded, yawning.
"But because of the heat this ti, several collaboration offers have co your way," Zhou Lan said, "I'm planning to accept them."
Zhou Yun humd in response, "Sister Lan, whatever you decide is fine."
The two's working relationship involved more mutual trust than the usual agent-artist dynamic.
"You post a Weibo later, just say you just finished recording 'What a Nice Weather'," Zhou Lan said, "Director Wang asked to."
Now is the peak of Zhou Yun's popularity, posting a Weibo about 'What a Nice Weather' at this ti would greatly promote the show.
Even the most popular programs need data, as these figures are shown to advertisers.
It's not just about ratings and views now, in this age of social dia, engagent and discussion are also trics used to asure a show's success.
Zhou Yun handed her phone to Zhou Lan, "You post it, my mind isn't clear right now."
Zhou Lan took the phone, opened the cara, "Look here, let's take a photo."
Zhou Yun opened her eyes, mustering energy, and smiled.
Zhou Lan uploaded the photo, accompanied by the text: Done with work, looking forward to eting you all on 'What a Nice Weather' soon!
"Done." Zhou Lan handed the phone back to Zhou Yun, "Take a nap, I'll wake you when we arrive."
Zhou Yun imdiately closed her eyes and fell asleep.
In a daze, she had a dream.
In her dream, she was still the cherished pearl held in the palm of her parents.
Her childhood happiness was colorful, with rry-go-rounds carrying her laughter.
None of the sorrows had arrived yet, no misfortune has occurred.
Until a sudden car accident happened, taking her parents' lives.
Zhou Yun's heart palpitated, and she woke up with a start.
Outside the car window was the quiet city, in the deep night, even the streetlights seed lonely.
She leaned her head against the window, disoriented for a while.
The hotel had arrived, she could go back to sleep.
Zhou Lan turned around and called her na, "Zhou Yun, wake up, we're here."
Zhou Yun humd in response, actually having been awake already.
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