Closer to Revealing My True Self-Chapter 789 - 503: Seek Brother Out_3

The big fish were all watching and waiting, but Feng Chi, the little mixed fish, just went ahead and bit the bait without any hesitation.

Up to now, both the show’s team and the other guests have admitted that Feng Chi’s involvement has been a win-win. The production team isn’t losing out!

Apart from Feng Chi’s own variety show effects and capabilities being pretty decent, there’s also the factor of Feng Yi.

"I heard that this episode’s shooting is going to be done live?" Feng Yi asked.

"Right, such a big event has too many people’s attention. If it’s not live, the viewership would get snatched up by others, and that would defeat the show’s original purpose."

Speaking of which, Feng Chi remembered something and asked, "Bro, do you have time right now?"

Feng Yi replied, "Nothing else going on, what’s up?"

Feng Chi scanned the surroundings; the two nearby tables were empty, and the ambient music was just at the right volume, so he whispered, "If you’re free, could you help me take a look at a script?"

Feng Yi was surprised, "A script?"

The show "Survivor" had never involved memorizing lines before. Previously, it was all about real-time recording, capturing the most authentic behavior of the guests.

Although there was pre-show training, it was all about survival skills; there was no such thing as memorizing lines in advance.

Feng Chi explained, "This time it’s different. Although we’re talking about an entertainment variety show, everyone knows what this show is about and what it’s trying to achieve. For a show like ours that’s semi-official, we have to be extremely careful with such important matters. Just one wrong sentence could ruin everything. At that time, the number of viewers watching live might be in the hundreds of millions!"

Feng Yi nodded in understanding, "Got it, bring it out, and I’ll take a look, but just to let you know, I’m not really familiar with the filming requirements of a show, so don’t rely completely on me."

Feng Chi said, "The lines are just to set the topic direction, not to say that it has to be word for word the same at the time. Actually, our assistant director has already reviewed it, but I was thinking that his focus isn’t comprehensive and he hasn’t seen the ’sight’ with his own eyes. Shall we go to the dorm?"

Feng Yi replied, "If it’s not too much, let’s just do it here. If we go to the dorm, we’ll probably have even less time."

Feng Chi thought about it and agreed; ever since his brothers’ identity was exposed, people would probably start looking for him to make connections and test the waters.

Unembarrassed, Feng Chi handed over a small notebook he carried with him.

There weren’t many words, and Feng Yi quickly finished reading, making a few small changes related to the "sight" itself.

Feng Chi looked around once more, then spoke in a lower voice, "Actually, the show’s team has shown the guests some videos and photos of the live practice sessions. But those are just images displayed on a screen; they don’t allow for much immersion. I’m really looking forward to the scenes we’ll see!"

Feng Yi said, "It’s pretty spectacular, you can think of it as an extremely large and luxurious 4D fireworks show with very moving environmental effects."

Feng Chi asked seriously, "Is it a physical kind of ’moving’?"

A bit scared.

Feng Yi reassured him, "No worries, it’s a near-shore test, not one on the shore, and it disrupts the typhoon before it makes landfall. There’ll just be a short moment of, uh, a bit of shaking impact, nothing serious."

Feng Chi’s fear rose "a bit" more.

Feng Yi said, "Really, don’t worry, it’s safe."

This time the typhoon ’Haitu’ wasn’t too tricky. In deciding on the target for the near-shore experiment, the decision-makers were indeed cautious, ensuring a higher safety coefficient.

Feng Yi made a few small changes to Feng Chi’s script. In addition to the "sight" itself, there were topics involving the progress of the Butterfly Project, avoiding details that could lead to heated debates. Feng Chi, the "little mixed fish," wasn’t ready to withstand that sort of media pressure yet.

"Thanks so much, bro!" Feng Chi pondered what thank you gift he could give later to show the depth of brotherly affection.

"No big deal." Feng Yi said.

As long as you don’t do the dragon dance in front of me, we’re good brothers.