"Stop listening to my nonsense, let's drink coffee."
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The final rehearsal took place at ten o'clock on Number Five in the morning.
Stella White got out of the nanny van, quickly walked into the Television Station Building wrapped in a down jacket.
The previous two rehearsals were basically arranged in the evening, perfectly overlapping with Anton Cook's time. She only learnt from the internet that Anton Cook was participating in this Spring Festival Gala.
Stella White lowered her brim, sounding a little anxious, "He hasn't arrived yet?"
The assistant ran over, "Ninny, he's here."
Stella White took a deep breath, calming her excited heart. Hearing footsteps approaching, she put on a smile, gazing up at a perfect angle of 45 degrees.
"Brother Curve...."
The young man passed by her expressionlessly, entered the elevator, guarded by the assistant and agent, as well as two security guards; there was no chance at all for anyone to get close to Anton Cook.
