"It's like this. We hold the annual meeting in the form of a party. There will be a red carpet walk. We have already contacted the styling team here, and we will go to your side six hours in advance. Then you and the team will set off together. Enough."
"... so formal?"
"Yes, because you are number one, you should be on stage to accept the award." Mingmei said with a smile: "There may be thousands of media broadcasting that day. "
"Oh." This one will not be nervous.
"There is also a special program for this year's annual meeting, with performances by the top ten performers, and you may also need to be on a program."
"Qiuqiu, is there any performance you are good at?"
"I still have to perform!?" Jiang Qiuqiu hissed and rubbed her forehead. She can play the piano, but unfortunately time has passed and the inheritance of pianos has gradually changed. The pianos on the market are no longer the pianos she is familiar with.
The performance time is tight, and it is too late to go to school.
The only thing that doesn't need to be prepared after much deliberation is singing, "Let me sing a song."
"Is there a track?"
"Do I have to report it now? Can't you leave some time to think about it?"
"Yes, it doesn't matter if you are two days late, as long as you make an agreement the day before the annual meeting."
Jiang Qiuqiu hummed.
"Yes, and—"
Jiang Qiuqiu: "Stop, stop, sister Mingmei, aren't you? Why are you still there!?"
"Is it so troublesome to take the first place?"
"Don't say that, how many people are looking forward to experiencing these things." Mingmei knows that Jiang Qiuqiu doesn't like to deal with things other than cooking, but: "You are the number one, and you are also the youngest number one in the history of Federation Broadcasting. One, after the annual meeting, there are a lot of media wanting to interview you."
"Mr. Xiaoqian and I screened out some media that were not talkative and like to make fun of people's attention, and kept some more formal ones."
"At that time, you may need to reply to the media about the pk and the annual meeting."
After saying this, Mingmei didn't speak for a while, and Jiang Qiuqiu breathed a sigh of relief: "Sister Mingmei finally explained everything."
"Who said that! There is one more important thing I forgot to tell you, I—"
Jiang Qiuqiu's eyes widened. If there were still things to do, there would be a lot of things to do at the annual meeting.
"I haven't sent you the picture yet, let you choose the dress you want."
Jiang Qiuqiu: ...
She reprimanded: "Sister Mingmei, you lied to me!"
"Haha, save me Qiuqiu, you're too nervous."
After talking for a while, after explaining the things that should be explained, at the end, Xiaoqian and Mingmei told Jiang Qiuqiu that if you feel tired after the live broadcast, you can take a rest for a while.
Jiang Qiuqiu shook his head: "No, I promised everyone that after the live broadcast, I will make delicious food for everyone to go surfing together. Now I have to finish it quickly, or I will run out of time later."
"Then arrange your own time, don't schedule it too tightly, or you will be very tired."
"Yeah, I will."
After finishing the communication with Mr. Qian and the others, the sky was getting dark. Jiang Qiuqiu looked at the thick night and received a message from the black hole before going to sleep.
Black Hole: I saw the live broadcast, you won.
Black Hole: Congratulations.
Jiang Qiuqiu: Did you also watch my live broadcast
Black Hole: Hmm.
Jiang Qiuqiu: Then did you vote for me
She just asked casually, but she didn't expect a message to be sent soon.
-some.
-Every vote of mine is for you.
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