Chapter 5 I don't want to be selected, I just want to get rich

Zhao Miaomiao packed her luggage and went out.

I didn’t see Chen Qiu’s indignant look.

In fact, even if I see it, I don’t want to care about it.

After all, when Zhao Miaomiao was alive, his life purpose was: no money, but a life.

If you want to take money from Zhao Miaomiao, wait for your next life!

When Zhao Miaomiao took the bus back to the studio, it was already five fifty.

Almost everyone has arrived and gathered in the studio to chat.

Someone saw Zhao Miaomiao coming and came over to greet her.

"You must be Tong Wanwan, right? I just heard you singing, it was so beautiful!"

"Me too! I'm so envious of you, you have such a great voice."

Someone else asked, "Tong Wanwan, how long have you been learning to sing? You must have been practicing for a long time."

After entering the studio, we started recording the show.

Therefore, when these students chat and ask questions to each other, they can all be seen by the barrage.

These girls seemed to be chatting with Zhao Miaomiao, but they were actually splitting shots.

Now all the contestants know that Tong Wanwan is more talked about and popular.

So everyone wants to have a good relationship with Zhao Miaomiao.

If I'm lucky enough to be assigned to the same room with Zhao Miaomiao, I won't have to worry about not having shots.

There was a timid little girl named Zhang Meimei who said in a very green tea way, "Tong Wanwan, I really envy you.

Since she sings so well, she must have received very professional training.

Unlike me, I have only been a trainee for two months and haven't trained much.

I can’t sing, I can’t dance, I can’t do anything.”

Netizens have sharp eyes.

On the barrage.

"What's wrong with this person? Why does he smell like green tea the moment he opens his mouth?"

"Judging from the way she speaks, it's either Pu'er or Longjing. They're both old green tea."

"How disgusting! People like this are probably just trying to get attention from Tong Wanwan!"

"That's normal. A show that's all girls, there must be a dozen Green Tea and White Lotus girls."

"Ah, a dozen Green Tea and White Lotus, that's too scary."

"I'm a little worried about our Wanwan. I hope you can open your eyes and distinguish between green tea and white lotus!"

But Zhao Miaomiao doesn't need others to worry.

After listening to the little girl's words, she asked her directly: "You don't know anything, so why did you come to participate in the show?"

Bengang, the straight daughter of steel.

Zhang Meimei didn't expect Zhao Miaomiao to be so direct. She felt a little embarrassed, her face turned red, and she spoke even more quietly.

"Because I have a dream..."

The voice was too soft for Zhao Miaomiao to hear clearly, "What? Speak louder, haven't you eaten yet?"

Zhang Meimei lowered her voice after hearing what Zhao Miaomiao said. "I...I said I have a dream. I want to be..."

I really can't hear it clearly.

Zhao Miaomiao frowned. "Oh, girl, why do you speak like a mosquito, buzzing? No, maybe even louder than a mosquito."

Zhao Miaomiao said sincerely, "You can't go on like this.

By then, the audience won’t be able to hear you when you speak.

How about this, do you know how to shout 'mai'?"

Zhang Meimei shook her head.

"You don't even know this?"

Zhao Miaomiao said, and demonstrated a scene for Zhang Meimei on the spot, "I drink alone, drunk, drunk with the beautiful woman into a pair...

What are the lyrics behind it?

That's it anyway.

Go back, find a corner, and shout a few more times to practice your voice, okay?"

Zhang Meimei was stunned by what she said, and nodded unconsciously.

The barrage was already bursting with laughter.

"Hahahaha, what a treasure trove of sand sculptures Tong Wanwan is!

Such a pretty girl transformed on the spot and gave you a rap! Hahahaha!"

“This feels so weird!

One second she was a quiet fairy sister, and the next second she was like, "I'm drunk alone..."

"Why do I feel like crying when I hear Zhao Miaomiao shouting?

Comrades, am I poisoned?

"You're not alone! I want to cry too!"

"No, I think it's Tong Wanwan who is poisonous!"

It's six o'clock and almost everyone is here.

The director team found a large bus and took everyone to a building in the suburbs.

The building is newly built, it is the athletes' dormitory.

The whole house is pink and the environment is very nice.

There are a hall, kitchen, study and lounge area.

Of course, there are more practice rooms.

The practice and class scenes in the show will be filmed here.

The first thing everyone did when they got off the bus was to grab a dormitory.

According to the level, Class A has two people in a room, Class B has four people in a room, and Class C and Class F both have six people in a room.

Everyone in Class A wants to live with Zhao Miaomiao.

So everyone said that Zhao Miaomiao should choose first.

There are five people in Class A, so there is bound to be one person who sleeps alone.

It didn't matter where Zhao Miaomiao lived. Looking at the three rooms with exactly the same decoration, she wanted to ask the director which one was closest to the cafeteria.

But when he turned around, he saw five or six cameras pointed at him.

The director stood far away, as if he didn't want to enter.

This is too far.

Then how do you ask?

Zhao Miaomiao gestured to the director, "Squeak. Here! Here!"

The director turned his head curiously. Who was Tong Wanwan calling?

Zhao Miaomiao moved his hands wildly and gestured for a while.

Sometimes he pointed at himself, sometimes at the room, sometimes outside, meaning the cafeteria.

I would like to ask which house is closest to the canteen.

The cameraman saw that Zhao Miaomiao was looking behind him, so he turned a camera back.

At this time, the director looked at it for a long time, understood it wrongly, wrote a note, and replied: "There is a toilet in the room! Don't hold it in! You can go to the toilet!"

Zhao Miaomiao: ………………

The comments on the barrage were so funny that I couldn’t stop laughing.

"Hahahaha! What the hell is this! Why do I feel like I'll become a fool after spending too much time with Tong Wanwan?"

"Actually, I don't understand what Tong Wanwan is saying. Please tell me!"

Zhao Miaomiao came out to answer the question herself.

"No, I want to ask which room is closest to the cafeteria."

Director: “Oh~~~ So this is what you are asking.

Neither is close. Class A is the farthest from the cafeteria, while Class F is closer.”

Zhao Miaomiao: Hmm? Then wouldn’t that delay my meal?