Chapter 11 Interesting Souls



The program continued to be recorded.

During the recording, even with masks on, some celebrities were quickly recognized by fans or passersby based on their distinctive features.

However, the production team wanted to mislead the public.

The requirement is still to minimize personal characteristics on the first stage, which is also one of the criteria for the judges' evaluation.

Mu Silian was the 20th to perform, and her energetic singing and dancing was very exciting, earning her a lot of support points.

After her performance, she watched the live stream on her phone.

When watching the online version, the most important thing is, of course, to watch the bullet comments.

As I watched the screen filled with comments like "Mu Qian withdraws from the competition, Mu Qian get out," I couldn't help but smile.

Mu Qian was scheduled to go on stage last.

Bored, I'm typing code on a DOS interface on my phone.

She types extremely fast.

The strings of characters were moving so fast that they were almost blinding.

After typing the last character, Mu Qian looked at the blood-red "m" that appeared to be bleeding in the center of the screen. A slight smile appeared on her lips, and with a hint of disdain in her eyes, she exited the interface.

"Sister Lan, it's time to get ready."

The production assistant came over and called Chen Bailan, a former Best Actress winner at the Orchid Awards. However, due to a failed marriage and a lot of messy situations, her career plummeted.

This time, she hopes to regain popularity through a popular variety show on a major TV station and secure more resources.

"Okay!" Chen Bailan nodded, got up, and went to prepare.

It's already past 11 o'clock by now, and the recording of the program has reached this point.

Many of the people who had finished recording did not stay backstage; most went to the dressing room.

"Now, there's only one contestant left. Let's interview contestant number 30..."

After Wang Zemu finished speaking to the camera, the camera switched to Mu Qian.

"Hello, number 30." Wang Zemu also came into the frame. "You are the last one to perform on stage. Can you tell us how you feel right now?"

Mu Qian: "Sleepy."

"..."

Wang Zemu didn't expect Mu Qian's answer to be so simple, concise, and clear.

It's a TV show, so even if you're just pretending, you have to say a few more words to try and win people over!

Before Wang Zemu could think of a response, the live stream chat was already buzzing with excitement.

[Haha, I'm sleepy... Number 30 voiced my true feelings (sleepy), but damn it, I was woken up by being amused.]

Look at Wang Zemu's expression (grinning broadly)!

Is number 30 Mu Qian?

[You're so persistent! You ask everyone who comes out if they're Mu Qian (crying emoji)]

[Honestly, this definitely isn't Mu Qian. Mu Qian is so pretentious! Just look at how she left Wang Zemu speechless on the 30th—it absolutely can't be Mu Qian!]

[It's definitely not Mu Qian (pouting)]

[I don't think so either. That languid voice... I, a voice enthusiast, am completely captivated (thinking)]

[Damn, you can tell the difference in voice just from the word "sleepy"?]

Anyway, on the 30th, just based on her voice, and that one fake "sleepy" sound, I've decided to pick her.

[...]

"At this point in the recording, number 30 has definitely voiced the feelings of many people..."

Wang Zemu replied with a smile, "However, whether it's number 29 or number 30 who will ignite everyone's emotions next, I'll have to wait and see."

Mu Qian shrugged slightly, not replying, but a hint of languid allure played on her lips.

"Number 30, could you tell us what your considerations were when you chose the Big Bad Wolf costume series?"

"You'd have to ask the production team why they prepared these clothes," Mu Qian shrugged slightly. "I just arrived late and didn't have any other options."

"..." Wang Zemu's lips twitched slightly.

He was once again caught off guard by Mu Qian's straightforwardness.

Bullet comments:

[Haha, did you guys see Wang Zemu's expression? It was priceless! (laughs loudly)]

My heart aches for my brother (poor thing), he was rendered speechless twice by number 30... But why do I want to laugh? Brother, I'm so sorry (poor thing)

[Number 30 is so straightforward, I'm inexplicably a fan.]

[Did the production team lose their minds? First, they let Mu Qian participate in the recording, and then they prepared such an ugly outfit for her!!]

[Number 30 might be Mu Qian!]

[Enough already! You claim everyone who comes out is Mu Qian. Mu Qian doesn't have such an interesting soul, okay?]

[I agree that 30 is not Mu Qian, and I'm now a fan]

[Yes, yes, I like number 30. Number 30 is definitely not Mu Qian.]

[Go for it, #30! I support you!]

...

The production team was both amused and exasperated by the harmonious-looking comments on the screen.

"If they take off the mask and find that number 30 is actually Mu Qian, I wonder if they'll be slapped in the face and continue to support her even on their knees, or if they'll cause a huge uproar?"

Li Cheng smiled, his eyes deepening, "Mu Qian has quite a knack for variety shows..."

"Director Li, even if you have other ideas, wait until you've recorded a few episodes and seen the audience's reaction before considering anything else!" the assistant director said, pouring cold water on the idea.

Li Cheng glanced at him, smiled, and said nothing more.

After a brief moment of stunned silence, Wang Zemu joked towards the camera.

"I imagine the audience is also curious about the show's intentions, so I'll go and share some gossip with everyone later."

After speaking, he looked at Mu Qian again.

"Number 30, what talent show are you bringing today?"

Mu Qian: "Make a rocket."

Wang Zemu: ...

Bullet comments:

[Haha, what did Number 30 say? Building a rocket? Is she serious?]

[Sister, are you some kind of clown sent by the monkeys? You're killing me with laughter.]

[I was so amused I woke up completely, what should I do?]

Wake up! Let's stay up all night and support Miss Number 30!!

...

"Building a rocket... I'm afraid the production team can't provide the materials," Wang Zemu said with a smile. "How about we try something else?"

"How about... building a submarine?" Mu Qian asked, her eyes serious.

Wang Zemu: "..."

Bullet comments:

[I'm probably going to make everything that flies in the sky and floats on the ground by the 30th. It's just like me—I can't do anything but make up wild and unfounded things, hahaha.]

[Brother Zemu, please stop making things difficult for Number 30. She just wants to be a quiet big bad wolf.]

[Haha, what to do? I absolutely love Number 30's straightforwardness and nonsensical talk!]

[Me too, me too! This seriously nonsensical rambling has totally won me over!]

Who on earth is number 30? I'm so damn curious... I'm wide awake now!

[We're both fans, and we're both curious!]

...

Wang Zemu really wanted to remove Mu Qian's mask and see her expression at that moment.

pity……

"I'm afraid the production team won't be able to meet either of these requirements. I can suggest to the production team later that they consider setting the recording in a research institute or similar location."

Wang Zemu was just joking.

"However, for the current recording, you'll still need to showcase your talent!"

Mu Qian tilted her head and pondered for a moment.

"Then let's do the voice-over, just the part with number 3 will do."

“The dubbing segment for number 3… is a bit long!” Wang Zemu kindly reminded, “The production team has also prepared other dubbing segments, you can also consider them.”

The dubbing for number 3 lasted five minutes, with one person playing two roles, and the emotional fluctuations and changes were huge. It would be impossible without professional dialogue skills.

Moreover, there are already excellent examples to follow.

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