When Gan Jing turned back again, Xu Ying had already disappeared from the door.

In fact, this girl only plays the role of an introducer, she is not involved in the show itself, and she has work to do.

Gan Jing sat on the chair, thinking about performing in front of the camera for the TV audience later, thinking about making them as interested in him as possible, and couldn't help but feel a little nervous and a little uneasy.

"Hey, you're the one who spits smoke rings?" There was a person next to him who seemed to have put on makeup, and the blemishes on his face were covered, and the whole person was oily and powdered.

Gan Jing has an impression of him, the last time he came to screen, this person was a magician, and the performance was quite interesting.

"Well, yes. ”

"Hahaha. This person's laughter was a little loud, attracting the attention of several people, but he was not nervous at all, anyway, he raised his voice even more, "You can also perform on stage with a smoke ring!

Gan Jing looked at the pompous expression on his face, blinked and didn't say anything.

The person next to him let out a low snickerer when he heard the commotion.

For a moment, Gan Jing suddenly had a feeling that he didn't belong to this space.

"What are you performing?" asked after a while, a middle-aged female makeup artist walked over with a blank face.

Looking at her serious expression, Gan Jing was a little stunned and said, "Spit smoke rings." ”

The makeup artist frowned, ignoring the joking gazes of others, stopped holding the foundation in his hand, and looked at it carefully.

She turned the swivel chair so that Gan Jing was facing her, and then observed it for a while before she said, "The smoke ring must draw your lips well, so that I will first outline a lip shape for you and then apply some light lipstick." ”

Facing Gan Jing's puzzled gaze, the middle-aged makeup artist's serious expression rarely eased, and she explained gently: "Since it is a smoke ring, the close-up will definitely shoot your lips, and I will make you shine like this." ”

The magic young man just now sneered: "What's brilliant? ”

I have to say that the performance form of spitting smoke rings really has no audience, at least before Gan Jing's performance, people will only find it difficult to be elegant after hearing it.

There are first-class and second-level actors, and there is a difference in professional examination in music, but who has ever heard of the level of smoke rings?

The makeup artist didn't care about other people's opinions, she just wanted to do her job well, she bent down and carefully sketched the shape of the lip line for Gan Jing.

Gan Jing has never put on makeup, and others don't look very friendly, so she is a little like sitting on pins and needles, but now this middle-aged makeup artist is so close to herself, so close that she can clearly see every wrinkle on her forehead and the graying hair on her head, and she can't help but feel an inexplicable touch.

In this mood, the makeup artist painted Ganjing's lips and gave him a little concealer, making the young man look more energetic than before.

Taking a step back and looking at her results, the makeup artist nodded with satisfaction and was about to continue to put on makeup for others, but just when she turned around, she seemed to remember something, she turned sideways, patted Gan Jing's shoulder, and whispered: "Come on." ”

Immediately, the makeup artist walked briskly to the next place where makeup was needed.

Gan Jing looked at her back, a little unsure of what to say, only knowing that he was suddenly full of strength.

After about half an hour, the task of the dressing room has been completed, and the people in the program team began to call people to the rehearsal.

Today's plan is to record a day, first rehearsal, and then the first round of the preliminaries.

Gan Jing followed the team forward and came to the studio hall, where he was immediately assigned a number - No. 22, which is also the last number.

In front of him was the magician, number 21.

"Tsk, you're behind me? That's bad luck. No. 21 caught a glimpse of Gan Jing's number and said with regret.

Just looking at his tone, there is a feeling of being complacent and a villain.

Gan Jing was a little puzzled, this person's appearance is not bad, how can he have such a narrow belly.

He finally asked, "I didn't offend you, did I?"

"Haha, offend me? No, no, but you have to know that now we are all competitors. No. 21 was happy, he smiled, "Now I'll teach you the first lesson, how to climb up the ladder on the competition!"

Gan Jing was silent for a moment and said, "It's not just one person who has advanced. ”

"But only one person is the champion, only one person has a prize of half a million, and only one person can attract everyone's attention. No. 21 said his outlook on life and said confidently, "I will be the last, and you are all here to fight for the second." ”

This kind of self-confidence made Gan Jing surprised and dazed, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Perhaps, this person is really capable?

Thinking like this, a well-dressed middle-aged man walked through the aisle, and Gan Jing saw No. 21's face change suddenly, switching from arrogant and confident to friendly and natural.

"Uncle, you can come and see it too. ”

"Well, Xiao Lu works hard. ”

"That's for sure, look at me. ”

The middle-aged man continued to walk forward with a dignified demeanor and sat in the best viewing position.

Gan Jing was thinking about who that person was, when he heard a discussion next to him - "Isn't that the director? Why does he come to see this show?", "This show is quite important", "Who is the 21st, it seems that I know the director"!

Well, others didn't hear it clearly, but Gan Jing, who was next to him, heard it clearly, and the director seemed to be the uncle of No. 21.

"Is this what you rely on?" Gan Jing asked, daring his self-confidence is not because of his ability, but because of such an uncle of the director?

"Hmph. No. 21 squinted at it, ignoring Gan Jing.

The two numbers are the last two digits, and they sit in the back seat.

Gan Jing saw that he didn't speak, so he naturally didn't want to pay attention to him, so he quietly watched the rehearsal in front of him.

After watching it like this for more than two hours, the rehearsal on the 21st in front of me was also completed, and seeing that it was about to come to Gan Jing on stage, the host suddenly said on the stage: "There is not enough time, let's start the preliminaries directly." ”

Gan Jing, who was about to get up, was stunned, his right hand pointed to the stage, and then pointed to himself, seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he looked at the number plate in his hand suspiciously.

Number 22, yes, maybe I took a fake brand?

Gan Jing spread his hands helplessly, but saw the gloating expression of Magician No. 21 who came down from the stage to meet him.

"You don't have a share in the rehearsals, how decrepit are you?"

Looking at his villainous appearance, a trace of anger began to emerge in Gan Jing's heart, you have a relationship and a relationship, as for being so proud? Isn't it just a competition? You must have won the final championship?

didn't look at him, Gan Jing sat in the back row and silently watched the host explain the rules of the preliminaries.

Fortunately, this time she determined the number, there were 22 people in total, and she was indeed among them.

I'm going to see what moths can appear after the game.

Gan Jing sat in his position, his heart was full of anger, but the whole person's state slowly relaxed.