Zhao Yiyi's passion was maintained for less than five seconds.

Seeing the dirty skirt on her hands, she frowned, "I'll try to wash it off."

After finally having a chance to last event, she really didn't want her artists to go on stage in dirty skirts.

"No!" Jun Qing raised her chin to the corner of the house, "I'm ready!"

Of course, Jun Qing also paid great attention to the first time she returned from time travel. She had prepared all kinds of things she needed.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have deliberately dirty her performance costumes in order to make people mess with her.

I don’t know how many artists have worn the company’s dresses, but she won’t wear clothes that others have worn.

Jun Qing put on a mask and a baseball cap, Zhao Yiyi called the driver, and the two of them rushed to the TV station together.

In order to ensure that the program achieves the best results, all contestants participating in the program must not disclose their identities through any channel, otherwise the program team will be directly regarded as breach of contract, not only will the results be cancelled, but legal responsibility will also be pursued.

This is a marketing method of the TV station. There are many variety shows nowadays. If you want to attract attention, you must have your own characteristics.

Maintaining the mysteriousness of the contestants can make the competition more fair, and the fun of the show.

The car stopped downstairs of the satellite TV station and entered the door with the program notice Lin Fengwan gave to the two.

Immediately, a staff member came forward and took several people to the recording site on the top floor, and sent them to the room with the No. 9 lounge.

"In order to maintain the mystery of the contestants, there is no rehearsal process for this program. Everything is completely determined by the computer according to the program team's dispatch. The matching, drawing lots, and appearance order are all determined by the computer."

Zhao Yiyi looked surprised, "There is no rehearsal?"

For mature singers who often go on stage, there is nothing to sing when they go on stage.

But this one of my own...

Zhao Yiyi looked at Jun Qing with a side face, only seeing the calm eyes in her exposed eyes.

"You keep talking!"

In a parallel world, in order to make money when she debuted, she had to do three performances a day at most, so where could she have time to rehearse?

A true singer can sing with your mouth open!

"If you need to bring a makeup artist or assistant in, you need to sign a confidentiality agreement." The staff pointed to the direction of the cabinet, "The program team prohibits taking photos, videos and other behaviors. Now, please put all your phones, computers, iPads and other things into the safe. We will lock them for you and return them to you after the recording is completed."

"Can I send a text message to my family to report my safety?" Jun Qing asked.

The staff nodded, "This is OK!"

I wanted to tell Di Lin last night, but he had something to do. He was having a meeting again when he called in the morning, but she had not had time to explain to him.

It seems that I can only wait until the game before explaining to him!

After taking the phone, she quickly edited a few words and sent them to Di Lin's phone, and handed the phone to the staff.

The staff locked the two's electronic devices into the safe, "Also, you need to give yourself a pseudonym!"

Because it cannot be shown in a real identity, every contestant needs to use a temporary pseudonym as a title.

Jun Qing was prepared and answered a name without thinking.

“mrs.d!”
Chapter completed!