Waiting Room
"We got here first." Lu Shanshan, dressed in a casual denim shirt and shorts, looked around curiously.
It was just a partitioned area with a few long wooden benches and simple cabinets.
Inside, there were caran and directors, but they all seed like NPCs in a video ga.
"Let’s find a spot to sit!" Zhao Yixue, the mber with the highest altitude in Galaxy, whose deanor could be as elegant as a rose or as fierce as a lion, said with a smile.
"I wonder who else will co. Is this section segregated by gender?" Yang Peijie, wearing a white T-shirt, asked cautiously.
The three of them sat down sowhat awkwardly, sensing the oppressive atmosphere in the room.
At that mont, the door opened.
"Hi! Hello, is this the blue area?"
With a bright smile on her face, ng ixuan walked in, followed by Fu Xiaoyu.
The three Galaxy girls were taken aback and then delighted, not expecting to share the sa zone with the C-lister from Natural Girl.
"Yes!" Lu Shanshan responded with a smile.
With beaming smiles, ng and Fu walked in.
ng ixuan imdiately noticed that the pri seats in the room had been taken by the three Galaxy girls. A trace of displeasure flickered in her eyes.
This event was hosted by Penguin,
and not only were they considered the "crown princesses," but they were also top-tier influencers.
Yet these nobodies, with zero recognition in the big leagues, dared to take the pri seats.
Zhao Yixue, a second-wave mber of Galaxy, who had a calm deanor and more industry experience, quickly sensed ng ixuan’s displeasure. She smiled and gently tugged her two teammates to sit at the far end of the room.
"You can take these seats!" Zhao Yixue smiled kindly.
Fu Xiaoyu, thinking it was just a polite gesture between groups, was about to sit down when ng ixuan pulled her aside.
"These seats are too conspicuous; let’s play it safe," ng ixuan said, leading Fu Xiaoyu to the seats on the far right.
Fu Xiaoyu’s heart skipped a beat.
With the caras filming, sitting there might spark accusations of bullying newcors. Realizing this was a Penguin production unlikely to set them up, she finally relaxed.
Lu Shanshan stared at ng ixuan with excitent; she adored her.
By contrast, Yang Peijie looked a bit disappointed—her favorite was Wu Zixuan.
The two wanted to strike up a conversation, but after ng and Fu sat down, they exchanged only a few words among themselves.
Zhao Yixue grew anxious, realizing they clearly did not want to engage with her group.
Her teammates were far too naïve, thinking this was really just a college sporting event!
"Why don’t you all introduce yourselves?" the director suddenly suggested.
At once, ng ixuan, who had been holding a cold expression, turned on a bright smile. "I’m ng ixuan. And you are?"
The three already-nervous girls instantly stood up. "We’re the Galaxy Girl Group from Galaxy dia!"
The trio even demonstrated their group’s hand gesture.
ng and Fu froze for a mont. "We’re Natural Girl."
"Since this is everyone’s first eting, maybe we should hug?"
Lu Shanshan suddenly blurted out, staring intently at ng ixuan.
This was actually a common practice in Galaxy for welcoming newcors.
But in this setting, it was beyond awkward.
ng ixuan kept smiling on the surface but was fuming inside, thinking they were trying to leech off her popularity.
Fu Xiaoyu was equally displeased. What kind of impudent girl was this?
"Let’s skip the hug and just stay seated—it’s too hot for that," Zhao Yixue interjected to diffuse the awkwardness.
Yang Peijie seed eager but was stopped by a sharp glance from ng ixuan.
Another Room
Yu Qingjia and Xu ngchen were chatting with Zhang Zijing and Duan Yuxin.
The situation was similar to ng ixuan’s group; Yu Qingjia remained sowhat reserved.
As part of Galaxy’s first wave, she had a bit of fa in fan circles, so she wasn’t overly proactive.
Xu ngchen, by contrast, was brimming with enthusiasm, making small talk with a wide smile.
Zhang Zijing listened politely, while Duan Yuxin gave sporadic, half-hearted responses.
If not for the necessary process, neither would have bothered engaging with Yu Qingjia’s group.
Next Room
"Hello, I’m Lv Fangxin of Natural Girl."
"Hello, I’m Jiang ngqi of Natural Girl."
Wang Yiran, seeing the polite enthusiasm of newcor Lv Fangxin and the sweet Rainbow girl Jiang ngqi, felt a swell of pride and vanity, as though her ego had just been inflated.
At the sa ti, she felt uneasy and cautiously introduced herself in return.
"Will there be boys joining us here?" Lv Fangxin suddenly asked the scriptwriter in their room.
Wang Yiran was startled. Was it okay to ask sothing like that?
Wasn’t it forbidden to casually talk to the staff during recording?
To her surprise, the scriptwriter imdiately confird it.
"Then we’d better remain composed and ladylike."
Jiang ngqi instantly adopted a ladylike sitting posture, with her back straight, legs together, and hands neatly placed.
Watching them, Wang Yiran instinctively tensed up and imitated their overly proper posture, feeling abnormally awkward.
"Haha! Haha!"
The two unrestrained and hearty laughs made her feel like an absolute fool.
These two were clearly putting on a show.
Wang Yiran’s face flushed so red she could feel the heat radiating off her cheeks.
Though she’d made a na for herself as a quick-witted MC in small programs, today, she was completely outclassed.
These two girls had a natural knack for variety shows, seemingly in perfect sync with each other.
anwhile, her own group mbers playing the "sweet and dumb beauty" trope paled in comparison.
Embarrassed, she quietly slipped out, heading to Yu Qingjia’s room to observe the situation there.
"Let’s hide and scare whoever cos in next!" Lv Fangxin suggested.
"Sure! Let’s find a spot to hide!" Jiang ngqi agreed eagerly.
Lv Fangxin ducked behind an advertising board at the back of the room, singing loudly.
She even exaggeratedly deepened her voice, pretending to sound like a man.
This instantly elevated the codic effect of the scene, ensuring maximum airti during post-production.
As Wang Yiran walked through the hallway, the singing snapped her out of her hazy thoughts.
"Wang Yiran, are you out of your mind? Lv Fangxin is the hottest one here—sticking with her ans more screen ti!"
Realizing this, she hurried back. "What are you up to? Playing hide-and-seek?"
"We’re planning to scare whoever cos in," Jiang ngqi replied with a grin.
"Let cover for you guys!" Wang Yiran finally regained her wits.
It wasn’t even ten seconds later that two young n walked in from outside.
"Hi, is this the Pink House?"
One of them, a tall and handso guy nad Ling Xiao, greeted them while glancing around.
The other guy seed a bit stiff and reserved.
Wang Yiran was extrely nervous. Years in a girl group had left her with almost no close interactions with regular n.
Seeing two handso guys now, she froze, standing like a soldier at attention, her words clumsy and rigid.
"What kind of ridiculous room na is that?" The self-proclaid tomboy Wang Yiran detested the phrase "Pink House."
"But you’re in the right room, and I’m the only one here," Wang Yiran continued.
Ling Xiao nearly burst out laughing. Wasn’t this basically admitting to hiding sothing?
The director watching shook his head discreetly, deeming the whole scene too chaotic to salvage smoothly.
If not for wanting to preserve Lv Fangxin’s prank session, he’d have suggested cutting this part altogether.
Jiang ngqi and Lv Fangxin exchanged glances, their only mutual thought:
If this girl joined the talent show "Destined Idol," she’d probably get eliminated in the first round.
"Ling Xiao!" Jiang ngqi shouted from her hiding spot.
"Rainbow!" Ling Xiao’s face lit up with surprise, though he hadn’t spotted her yet.
The two had previously collaborated on a sports film, co-starring in one of its storylines.
The caraman imdiately adjusted the angle.
"Is that Jiang ngqi?"
"Nope!" Wang Yiran pretended to be cute.
"Impossible! It’s definitely her!"
Ling Xiao ignored Wang Yiran, striding toward the back of the room.
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