Chapter 298

“Lisa？ Caiying? jennie？”

"Inside! x3”

Three voices sounded, and then the whole car seemed to welcome the reunion of old friends.

The two sides reacted that they were not shooting running man, but a new variety show cooperated by the company.

"It's over, it's over, I'm not ready... Oh Kei..."

Lisa lowered her head and took out a strange necklace from her clothes. Her mouth was like a machine gun.

All kinds of incomprehensible language blurted out. Jin Zhixiu couldn't help interrupting and asked.

"Wait a minute, Lisa, what are you doing?"

"Ah? I'm praying, praying. "

Lisa stopped, answered this sentence and muttered again.

Jin Zhixiu scratched his head, which seemed very useful, so he put his hands together and looked very solemn and serious.

"Savadika, touch the white card, touch the shakaraka, brush my drip card, buy the midangka..."

Lisa, who was still praying, suddenly felt shocked.

"Ernie, what are you doing?"

Jin Zhixiu replied blankly, "ah? Pray? Ah, Yigu suddenly found that he was not so nervous. "

"But Ernie, why can't I understand."

Lisa scratched her head and always felt something wrong.

"Hey, Lisa, are you really Thai? I speak Thai. "

Jin Zhixiu grinned, his tone was full of contempt and a little complacency. My Thai was so good that even Thais couldn't understand it.

Lisa scratched her head again, didn't she? Although I have been unfamiliar with Thai since I came to Korea, I don't understand it.

But what is the feeling of being convinced by the other party?

Everyone's heart was fluttering. Somehow, they were caught in the car and went to an unknown place. Some of them didn't want to participate in the variety show at all.

In the jtbc studio, an Junying commanded with a walkie talkie and watched the field constantly moving things. He felt very happy with the feeling of power in his hand.

"Now for the last test, the lights are ready..."

Deng Deng Deng

Pink with red, not only symbolizes noble dream, but also has a trace of heart.

At first, Li Xianzhe argued with Yang xianshuo for a long time about the color of the lights on the stage.

They agreed that too single color could not highlight the theme of the program.

As it happens, the new women's League planned by YG has the word "pink" among many alternative names, so it was directly used by Li Xianzhe.

"Mixcolor", mix is red and color is pink. The two intersect. Li Xianzhe refers to the relationship between "product101" and "IOI".

Let's see if anyone can find that the final combination name is related to these.

On the other hand, when the trainee arrived at the back door of jtbc TV station, he was directly led by people in black to enter from the employee channel.

The narrow stairs can only hear the sound of all kinds of shoes stepping on the ground. Until now, everyone's eyes are black.

"Well, now you can take off your goggles."

A female staff member said in front of the girls.

The girls subconsciously turned their faces and slowly took off their eye masks one by one. They were covered for too long. When they saw the light for the first time, they covered their eyes to adapt.

"Now your task is to change these clothes, and then go straight until you turn right."

After losing such a sentence, the female PD turned directly and left, leaving a group of girls at a loss.

"Everybody, put on your clothes first."

Pei looked around and took the initiative to pick up the folded clothes and send them one by one.

It's just a shirt, divided into red and pink. The words jtbc and program are printed on the red chest, and the logo of Empire entertainment is behind it.

Pink is the same, but there is another smiling face under the two letters YG behind it.

"What is this?"

Really put on, looked down at some ugly clothes, and the girls seemed to be hit.

"Let's go."

According to the instructions heard before, the girls were close together in twos and threes, and their pupils swayed everywhere. There was no one in and out of the passage, and even no sound could be heard.

There were several cameras in the left and right corners, but they didn't see them.

"Ernie, there's something here."

Seeing Jin Yilin's figure disappear in his sight, only one arm extends out, Pei Zhuzhen can't help but speed up his pace.

The next moment, everyone was frightened by what was in front of them.

Mirrors, all mirrors, not... It should be said that this is like a small room.

The name of the program is on the wall in the center, and a mirror is hung on the left and right sides.

There was a table in front of them, and the things on it were familiar to them.

Name plate!

“MixColor？ Chenghuan, what do you mean by this? "

Park Xiurong came up to the mirror and touched her red lips. The girl looked at the mirror and her concern for her beauty rose several levels in an instant.

"Match colors ah, ah, let you learn English well. You don't even understand such simple words."

Sun chenghuan glared at her and directly picked up the name card and pasted it on himself.

"Eh? Why is there a Wendy below? "

"And me, I'm Irene."

"I'm joy."

A group of young girls have big eyes and small eyes. If their real names are not clearly printed on them

"There is a task card here."

Just when the girls fell into an argument over their English names, Jin Zhini found the lonely card with the reverse side up.

"Ernie, what does it say?" Lisa asked with her chin on Ginny's shoulder.

"Nothing, just let's write a sentence of consciousness on this wall and go in."

"What is consciousness? We are not on the battlefield."

For the requirements of the program group, although the girls were a little speechless, they still obediently picked up their pens.

However, this white wall, shining like a pearl, really can't bear to paint on it.

"I've decided. This is mine."

Park Xiurong raised her arm and chose the highest position, where "mix" was located.

"Ah, I want it too, and I want to write it on the top."

Jiang Shiqi put her eyes on the stars and looked at the height. She followed Park Xiurong to learn to raise her hands, but suddenly stopped in the process of slowly rising.

"Lala Lala ~"

After writing her own words to cheer herself up, park Xiurong's mood became a lot more beautiful. She hummed a trot tone, stepped back and looked at her handwriting with a look at her.

"Enmmmm, yes, add another joy."

Next to her, Jiang Shiqi blushed and padded her feet with a thick neck. Among the eight people, she wanted to write on the high place. She didn't say anything about Park Xiurong's long body.

Pei Zhuzhen wrote directly in the middle, and sun chenghuan and Jin Yilin occupied the left and right sides respectively.

The rest of them found their own satisfactory area, and the whole face was almost pasted on it.

"Ernie, do you want me to hold you?"

"Well, that's OK."

In this way, Jiang Shiqi was picked up by park Xiurong like a child.

"Fighting, Jiang Shiqi."

In such a short sentence, it is written askew.