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The program resumed recording.
An Jin stepped out of the luxury car, dressed in head-to-toe logos and high heels, her height making her stand out from the crowd, making the staff leading the way look like dwarfs.
"Miss An, please come this way."
After bypassing the public dressing room, An Jin was led to a private dressing room to get her makeup done.
Zhou Hongguang, who was waiting at the entrance of the public dressing room, ready to strike up a conversation with An Jin, watched helplessly as An Jin walked through the door.
"An Jin isn't wearing makeup anymore? Where is she going?"
"They have their own dressing room, why are they crowding in with so many of us?"
Zhou Hongguang turned to look at the person who spoke: "Huh? When did this happen?"
They were a popular on-screen couple, so why didn't An Jin include him when she became a star?
The man glanced at Zhou Hongguang and said, "What, does that mean he has powerful backers? Do you have one too?"
The man's eyes leered as he looked towards Zhou Hongguang's buttocks.
Zhou Hongguang: "A powerful backer?"
How come he didn't know when An Jin got a powerful backer?
The man patted Zhou Hongguang, who looked completely bewildered, and said, "Alright, you country bumpkin, stop dreaming about being a toad."
Zhou Hongguang rolled his eyes at the man: "What nonsense are you talking about? I have a wife."
He just wanted to build a relationship.
The venue was set up, and people gathered.
An Jin said goodbye to her teammates whom she hadn't seen for a long time, and everyone greeted her with beaming faces.
That's the benefit of getting to know people with high traffic. Even if they aren't particularly famous, with An Jin around, marketing accounts will mention them at least a few times.
The increased popularity brought by expanding their fanbase made them very wealthy, and when they returned to the recording location, they naturally radiated an aura of fame.
The lights came on, and An Jin led her team back to the training room, quickly regaining their rhythm.
"The offline finals are in five days. Everyone will work hard these next few days, but you can rest after the finals."
An Jin doesn't like second place. She doesn't care what her teammates think. Anyway, she has plenty of ways to force her people to train.
The lights in the training room were turned on all the time, and An Jin swiped Chen Su's card to sponsor her team's meals out of her own pocket.
In addition to the twelve hours of training each day, An Jin also schedules four hours for debriefing.
The team members had to eat in front of their computers, which made the staff in the monitoring room look at each other in dismay, fearing that something might happen to these hard-working guys, so they went to persuade them every few hours.
Although the four teams had separate training rooms, An Jin's performance was so incredible that the other teams quickly learned from the staff that An Jin was leading her teammates in a crazy grind.
As the team leader, Zhou Hongguang gritted his teeth and stomped his foot, quickly following An Jin's example and arranging training camp.
Whether you're a star or a professional player, if you can play, play; if you can't, then withdraw from the competition.
Zhou Hongguang is not afraid of the traps in the words of these celebrities or the tears on their faces.
He had already discussed it with his family and decided to work with An Jin. Naturally, he would do whatever An Jin did.
As long as the hype surrounding his pairing with An Jin is strong enough, nothing else matters.
The two teams began grueling training.
As the staff members grew worried and fearful, their sense of justice gradually began to tilt in favor of these two teams, as their attention swayed them.
"It's just recording a show, is it really necessary to work this hard?"
The other two teams, who were essentially giving up, watched An Jin and Zhou Hongguang's madness from the sidelines and couldn't help but feel that they were smart people watching fools.
Those directly involved, however, do not see it that way.
With the final recording of the show approaching its third-to-last day, the contestants, their faces pale and eyes dark with exhaustion, turned on the live stream and saw over 30,000 online viewers.
After working through the night for four or five consecutive days, the contestants seemed to have absorbed a burst of energy and instantly perked up.
The flood of gifts, the barrage of comments, and the sheer volume of traffic made the contestants ecstatic.
The live stream was requested by the production team to warm up for the offline finals the next day and to give the contestants, who had been training for four or five days, a day to rest.
In the live broadcast room provided by the program team, An Jin stood in front of the camera with a blanket in her hand.
"I told everyone it's nothing, it's just that I've been training intensively lately and staying up too late, which is why I've lost weight."
An Jin turned around in front of the camera, then covered her legs with the blanket again.
She sat on a plastic stool provided by the production team, chatting casually with her fans.
"Yes, the final starts tomorrow. When you come to watch my match, remember to bring a jacket. The air conditioning in the venue is too strong, and I can hardly stand it now."
The comments section was filled with laughter: "Wife, wife, don't cover yourself with the blanket yet, look at your legs!"
An Jin raised an eyebrow and said, "I would like to give you guys some perks, but unfortunately the skirt I'm wearing today is too short. If I don't cover myself with a blanket, the live stream will be over."
The viewers in the live chat didn't believe it and kept giving away freebies during the carnival.
An Jin counted in her mind, and when there were about fifty carnivals, she stood up with a helpless expression.
"I already told you it wouldn't work."
An Jin put down the blanket, revealing her long, straight legs clad in black stockings.
It was only a matter of three or four seconds before An Jin sat down, as soon as the lecherous guys in the live chat typed "wife".
A fluffy blanket was placed over her legs. An Jin took a screenshot and posted the extremely high warning from the backend in the live stream, pretending to be displeased.
“I already said it wouldn’t work. Look, in just a short while, the moderator warned me.”
Her personal credit score was reduced by 7 points, bringing An Jin's already precarious credit score even closer to the red line.
: ┭┮﹏┭┮ Poor baby, it's okay, a red personal credit score is cute too.
No way! I can't live a single day without my wife An'an! Who was it that encouraged her to show her legs? Drag them all out and chop them up!
We're really good at playing the victim in our livestream.
: Hey streamer, don't click anymore, it's just a gift, I'll send it right now.
Amidst the flurry of gifts, the numerous presents in the live stream propelled An Jin's channel to the top of the popularity charts.
The unprofessional equipment provided by the production team gradually started to lag as the number of viewers in the live stream increased.
An Jin's clear face would become blurry from time to time for various reasons.
The live stream was filled with cries of despair, and An Jin was also feeling frustrated during the broadcast.
Fortunately, only An Jin's live stream experienced a similar situation, and the program crew members were busy handling the messages.
Even after the three-hour live stream ended, they still couldn't get An Jin's live stream to run smoothly.
After being bombarded with questions from viewers and An Jin's fans, the director wiped the sweat from his forehead after the live stream ended.
"There are just too many people."
Half a million people gathered in one person's live broadcast room—this was something even the director couldn't have predicted.
The equipment they provided was definitely better than ordinary equipment, but compared to Anjin's own equipment, it was really not up to par.
The live stream only had 500,000 viewers, but the equipment became laggy and the picture became blurry due to the excessive number of bullet comments and gift effects.
An Jin returned to her dorm in a huff and called Chen Su to complain.
At the remote headquarters of Tadpole Video, the programmers are also working overtime and getting scolded.
Lisa angrily complained to her mother, "I made all the arrangements in advance, but who knew that problems would arise when it came to execution..."
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