The contestants are roughly divided into two types: old cadres who are half-purple but not red but have familiar faces, and newcomers who have just debuted but are extremely popular. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Although info Kuaisou is not to be underestimated in the entertainment industry, cultivating stars also has its own set of rules, but it is invincible, and they don't do it at a loss. The upfront investment in a star is a bottomless pit of dissatisfaction, so they are naturally willing to sign contracts with those who have accumulated experience, have a certain number of fans, and have a certain popularity.

The senior leaders and leaders finally agreed that the competition would not be open to the public in the form of a TV show, but this did not affect its exposure in the slightest. On the first day of the competition, the video of the competition went viral.

At this time, Night Rose was doing yoga while watching the video of their competition. Tomorrow, it's her turn.

Night Rose's brow furrowed and furrowed. She doesn't like to fight unprepared battles, but watching this video, those examiners are completely on the spot, and the contestants have only one way to go.

She is lying on her back on a yoga mat, her hands at her sides, her legs curled up and raised, alternating left and right.

"Come, rose, eat some fruit. The Night Mother brought her a plate of cut fruit.

After going around and around, she finally came back here, this place with a mother, this only home for her. Sometimes, life is really ridiculous, if her emotions were not so intense at that time, if she hadn't been determined to move, everything that followed would not have happened, right? What could she do if she was followed by reporters, secretly photographed by reporters, and surrounded by fans? She grew up under the sun, did she still have to hide and hide, and she couldn't see the light? She asked herself if she had not done anything illegal or criminal.

Night Rose's eyes were still staring at the computer, and the movements on her legs continued, "Mom, you can eat." ”

"Aren't you hungry for so little dinner?" the Night Mother glanced at the screen and sat down on the couch behind her, one hand resting on the armrest.

Night Rose lowered her raised foot, sat up, and touched her belly. I didn't eat much for dinner, and after exercising for a while, my energy was already exhausted, so how could I not be hungry? But what could I do, "get ten pounds on camera", this spell didn't let her go. Although she usually insists on exercising, she eats a lot, not to mention that tomorrow is a "vicious battle", and she must meet it in the best condition.

Knowing the daughter Mo Ruomu, the night mother naturally knew what she was thinking, "Rose, you are already thin enough, you don't need to diet anymore." What's more, the fruit doesn't have many calories. ”

Night Rose turned around, the yoga mat was fluffy, and it was extra comfortable to sit on. Her legs were crossed due to the situation, her brows were furrowed tightly, and she said sadly: "Ten pounds of weight on the camera, Mom." ”

Now, the Night Mother was not happy. "Rose, health is more important than anything else, you can't starve yourself for the sake of being photogenic. The body collapses, and the loss of being on the camera is outweighed by the loss. Besides, I don't necessarily know how photogenic the skinny people on TV are like white bones and matchsticks!"

Night Rose grinned and smirked, "Mom, you know a lot!" and also knew how thin a person was to use bone essence and matchsticks.

"Woo Woo ......"

Night Rose listened, "Mom, it looks like a dog is barking." ”

The night mother didn't think so, because she could occasionally hear the dog barking, "It should be your Aunt Liu walking the dog downstairs." ”