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After hanging up the phone, her complexion eased a little.
If those few goods show up tonight, they should be able to hold back Mo Chen, this hot-tempered Divine Beast.
Glancing at the time, there were still ten hours until the live broadcast at eight o'clock tonight.
Qiao Ruoxin decided to go to the venue for the last rehearsal.
Upon reaching the center of the stage, she found that Lu Xingyu had arrived early, truly a top-tier influencer, an A-list idol—both his professional skills and dedication were admirable.
Lu Xingyu, wearing a black face mask, looked at her, "Let's run through it a few more times, then go sleep for a few hours, get hair and makeup done, and maintain the best condition for tonight."
She nodded earnestly, "Okay."
"Ruoxin, there's a move in the middle where I hold you, your gaze needs to be more seductive, you know?"
Seductive...
