225: C225 Third Sister

C225 Third Sister

The next morning, if you go to T University to wait for your first rehearsal.

It's called rehearsal, but it's just a matter of asking the same degree to remember the position of the camera and show it to the audience in front of the camera at any time.

This was not a martial art, there was no script, and no lines. The people who came here only needed to know the truth, and that was enough.

When they arrived, the competition staff was still busy setting up the cameras.

Just as he was about to walk around, he heard the lively voice of Xia Siyu, "Three …"

It was just a single word, if the Eye Knife was already slashing at it.

"Elder sister …"

"Yes." If he nodded with satisfaction.

"Third sister, are you hungry? Why don't we go have breakfast together?" Xia Siyu wiped the sweat from her forehead and asked tentatively.

"No, I've already eaten."

The group of men and women following behind Xia Siyu immediately sucked in a deep breath!

This woman actually rejected Young Master Xia's invitation?

She actually tried to push the opportunity that no one else could get, is she a fool?

Young Master Xia's invitation, even if he had to eat too much, he still had to go, okay?

Even if he did not want to depend on the Xia Clan, he could not use this kind of tone to refuse!

Offending the Xia family means you don't want to have a foothold in China, right?

"If … if you don't know what's good for you, then you actually refused Siyu's sincere invitation?"

If one looked at the girl, it would be Qu Ruo Rou.

"That's enough, third sister doesn't want to go!" Xia Siyu shouted in a low voice, and the buzzing sound behind her immediately stopped.

Xia Siyu's tone was full of sarcasm.

Qu Ruo Rou bit her lower lip and glared unwillingly.

"Then I'll go eat breakfast first. Third sister, wait for me here. We'll enter together!"

Without waiting for their agreement, the group quickly left.

"Don't be complacent!" Qu Ruo Rou hatefully threw down those words before turning around and chasing after Xia Siyu.

Tsk tsk, Xia Siyu was a little scum!

He hadn't coaxed his fiancee for an entire night and hadn't taken on the role.

Although Lu Chengchuan was also scum, he would explain …

If she had hit her own head, why would she think of Lu Chengchuan!

He even wanted to speak up for him!

Is she crazy?

He ran away without a sound!2

He's as bad as Xia Siyu!

When the biological examinees arrived, the live broadcast director stood at the podium and said into the microphone, "The live broadcast of the knockout competition is very simple, as long as everyone can answer the questions properly! Don't pay too much attention to the cameras at the side. During the match, none of these machines will be used by anyone, so they won't disturb everyone from answering the questions! "

As he said that, the director pressed down on a button in his hand and a few cameras started up. They slowly moved along the tracks. It wasn't too loud, and it was true that it wouldn't interfere with the answers.

"The elimination round is about like this the day after tomorrow. Students, you can sit here and enjoy it."

After the director had the camera walk around once, he pressed the button and stopped, "Are there any other problems?"

A little girl raised her hand.

"Go ahead."

"When the time comes …" Can you just look at a specific person? " The little girl's face was bright red. "My parents might only want to look at me!"

There was a burst of laughter in the room. There was no sense of mockery. It was the laughter of the children.

Then, someone asked, "Exactly so! My mom only wants to watch the live broadcast because of me! "

"So is mine!"

The director was also infected by the laughter and raised his hand for everyone to quiet down.

"We've considered this before, so we still have a mini camera on the table. We can choose the test number for the live broadcast room, but the video will be very monotonous. It's recommended to see how well we splice it!"

This year's Science Competition was really a big one!

If he lamented.

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