Tang Yaoyao remembered she was the fifth in line.
Not only did she have no interest in standing here and watching the exaggerated, poor acting skills of these people, she was also a real fox fairy.
Before the jury came out, she left first and returned to her dressing room.
Since she had to restore her identity temporarily, she naturally had to have a sense of ritual.
After some preparations, it was her turn.
She wore a white gown and walked with grace every step of the way. Her footsteps were light, calm, and elegant. Her head was slightly lowered, concealing her expression. Her figure exuded the aura of an immortal.
She walked to the stage step by step.
The director shouted, "Action!"
