Before recording, there had to be a dress rehearsal.
Once all the aspects of the production were confird to be problem-free, the formal recording could begin.
The content of the program’s dress rehearsal was very simple, and Shi i, who was a late addition, didn’t have specific shots like the other mbers.
However, due to the popularity advantage Senior Sister already had, the cara would still linger on her occasionally when it panned over her.
As an insider from Baiyue dia, Liu Yuan could clearly see everything that was captured by the cara.
Liu Yuan felt even more uncomfortable.
It was all because of Tang Gu’s stupidity in showing his face at the Giant Bar while wearing Senior Sister’s mask that now many people mistakenly believed she was Tang Wu.
If the truth wasn’t made clear soon, this Senior Sister might beco even more popular.
And Tang Gu would just be left out in the cold.
Liu Yuan thought for a mont, then walked toward the planner not too far away.
...
The program team’s segnt design was very clever.
It started with a solo act by a big shot, who sang a song, followed by roaming recording backstage.
Since it was a reality talent show, everyone was trying their best to be in front of the cara.
Moving along, the caraman and director saw several girls hover around the cara incessantly like persistent spirits.
They were either tossing clothes at each other, laughing loudly, or even more exaggerated, so were pretending to remove makeup.
But the footage was rather hard on the eyes, and after one glance, the director turned away.
As they turned, they suddenly caught sight of a familiar figure.
The person was quietly sitting in front of a mirror playing with a phone, wearing a pitch-black mask with only red lips partially visible, hinting at a smile.
With a slender and tall silhouette, dressed in a beige suit and wearing a wide-brimd jazz hat, they sat there smiling with lowered head—an appearance that had already drawn the attention of many competitors.
Despite very little of her face showing, it did nothing to diminish her elegance.
The director’s eyes lit up, and the cara was imdiately pointed at her.
Shi i was very sensitive to the cara.
Without even looking up, she subconsciously adjusted to her best state.
Locking her phone screen, she boldly lifted her head and, upon seeing the cara in the mirror, greeted with a smile, "Hello there."
Her voice was natural, carrying a hint of amusent.
After the greeting, Shi i was prepared for the cara to move away.
But unexpectedly, the film crew walked toward her, and the host at the side quickly realized their intent.
Knowing the drill, they stepped forward and asked Shi i, "Are you the Senior Sister?"
"Yes."
"Wow, that’s quite an honor. I heard that President Zhang personally invited Senior Sister. There was no need for you to go through auditions; you beca our official contestant directly. But Senior Sister’s talent is undeniable, and many viewers are really looking forward to your performance."
The host went on and on, seamlessly leading Shi i into the conversation.
Other people in the resting area looked over, their stares piercing enough to make one uncomfortable.
If it had been anyone else under such scrutiny, especially in front of the main cara, they would undoubtedly be extrely nervous and maybe even incapable of standing steady.
But this Senior Sister seed unfazed, her smile remaining natural as she brought her hands together in thanks, "Thank you, everyone. I will try my best not to disappoint."
The host couldn’t help admiring her more and nodded in praise, "Senior Sister is truly humble."
A scornful voice ca from the crowd, "She’s just putting on a good show. Humble my ass."
Reviews
All reviews (0)