1622 The Person He Picked Up Was Sister Nian

"Alright, Director Tan. Please go ahead. We'll go over ourselves." Wei Xueying acted politely and obediently.

Tan Ninghao seemed to be in a hurry and did not waste any more time with them

The assistant whispered, "Xueying, let's go too."

Wei Xueying retracted her obedient smile and nodded indifferently.

At this moment, out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly saw Tan Ninghao walking towards the girl they had met at the door after rushing out of the television station. He was gesturing about as if he was talking to her.

The girl, on the other hand, was very calm. She did not show much of a reaction. She only looked up and pulled down her cap. Tan Ninghao was the one talking.

Her eyes widened in disbelief. She turned to her assistant and asked angrily, "Didn't you tell me you've never seen that girl?"

She had inquired about the guests on this variety show.

Wei Xueying thought that among the few guests invited by the production team, she was the most popular and had the most fans.

Since that was the case, she was considered the most important guest on this variety show.

But just now, the director treated her coldly when she took the initiative to strike up a conversation with him.

It wouldn't matter if the director treated everyone the same. However, the director who treated her so ordinarily turned around and hurried to chat with an ordinary girl warmly. In comparison, Wei Xueying felt like she had been slapped in the face.

She felt uncomfortable and her expression naturally became ugly. Her eyes were sharp as she instructed her assistant, "Go, find out who that girl is!"

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At the same time.

In an artiste lounge at the end of the corridor of the television station, Qiao Nian did not have any makeup on. Naturally, she did not need a makeup artist or stylist.

She walked into the lounge, picked up a bottle of water from the table, and unscrewed the lid. Her fair wrist held the bottle, but she did not drink it immediately.

Instead, she casually raised her eyes and looked at the elegant middle-aged man who had entered with her. She asked in a low and hoarse voice, "Director, do I need to do anything later?"

"You don't have to do anything. We're in a hurry this time, and I didn't have time to communicate with you in advance. When the live broadcast starts, you just have to stand by the side. I've told another guest to take care of you."

Tan Ninghao spoke seriously. His attitude was completely different from when he spoke to Wei Xueying previously.

"He's a variety show host. He's experienced in the field of crowd control. He'll look for an opportunity to call you during the live broadcast. You can just answer briefly. You don't need to say anything if he doesn't call you. Just stand there and don't wander off."

He spoke more carefully mainly because he wasn't sure whether Qiao Nian understood camera positions and other technical matters. After some thought, he explained, "When the time comes, we'll have six cameras aimed at you at the same time. It won't be good if you walk out of their range."

Their variety show this time used an unprecedentedly bold plan—a live broadcast.

The form of a live broadcast was very novel and creative, and could also attract the attention of a portion of the audience.

But at the same time, there was a very obvious drawback—the program was live-streamed. If any accidents happened in the variety show, there was no way to make up for it with post-editing. They could only be exposed to the audience!