There were people following Qin Jue. Maybe they were too embarrassed to come over because they saw too many people gathered around her, or maybe they wanted to communicate with her alone.

However, within three minutes, Qin Jue disappeared from their eyes.

Shu Mei was also one of them. She looked left and right in confusion, and finally had to sigh in disappointment and walked away sadly.

During the time she left, Qin Jue's figure had appeared on the other side of the filming building.

Zhang Ming, who had received the message on his mobile phone, was waiting there with two large bags in his hands. One contained several autumn and winter coats, and the other was filled with bread, sandwiches and other fast food.
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"Thank you for your hard work, let's go back and study."

Qin Jue took the two bags easily and smiled.

"Brother, are you really planning to..." Zhang Ming was a little confused.

"What a big deal." Qin Jue said, "The filming building is a little far from the apartment, and it takes forty minutes to drive. It will be even more troublesome if there is a traffic jam."

"Okay, Brother Qin, please take care of your health and call me if anything happens." Zhang Ming had learned his lesson before and wisely did not question Qin Jue's decision and nodded obediently.

"Hmm."

Qin Jue nodded, "It's okay, let's go back."

After watching Zhang Ming leave in the car, she turned around.

The first round of "Entertainment Intern" was recorded from one o'clock in the afternoon to about six o'clock in the evening. It was almost dark, so Qin Jue took advantage of the night and walked back to the entrance of the building.

The guard was stunned when he saw her. Not to mention that Qin Jue's appearance was eye-catching. The problem was that she was carrying an exaggerated black plastic bag in each hand. This...

"This bag is for clothes, for the night, and this bag is for food."

Qin Jue is extremely skillful in proving to others that she is not a bad person.

"This is my pass." After checking it with the guard, she took out the special hand card issued by the program crew.

"Oh, okay, let's go in." The guard made a sign and asked casually, "Do you want to rehearse?"

"Yes, it's a very difficult round." Qin Jue smiled.

"Come on, young man."

"Definitely."

Qin Jue nodded with a smile and entered the building carrying two bags of conspicuous things.

Entering the elevator and going upstairs, she saw the lights on in the exclusive small conference room for Group 11 a few meters away. She smiled meaningfully, turned sideways and knocked on the door gently.

Someone shouted inside and walked over: "Hello! We have a twenty-four-hour stay permit. It is allowed by the program team - ah."

The door opened a crack, and Liu Zhe, wrapped in a down jacket, froze on the spot.

"Open the door."

Qin Jue said lazily.

"You!..." Liu Zhe was surprised and happy. He quickly opened the door and reached out to take the things in Qin Jue's hand.

"Why so many clothes?" He took out a piece of bread without ceremony, then looked at another bag and asked in surprise.

"Use it as a trap." Qin Jue was even more rude than Liu Zhe. He stretched his long legs on the table and said, "Let's see how many people we can trap tonight."

Liu Zhe was startled at first, then laughed after reacting.

"Education, family, comedy." Qin Jue asked, "Do you have any ideas?"

"Don't we have to wait for the screenwriter?" Liu Zhe said with a smile.

"It's really pointless to ask knowingly." Qin Jue glanced at him, "Do you think you can wait?"

Liu Zhe just accepts life and is not stupid.

In Dong Fan's state, anyone with a discerning eye can see that he is uncooperative. In the two days of preparation time, everyone is not required to be present. I am afraid that even if it is an online meeting, that person can find excuses to get through, and wait for others to do so.

Go coax him.

How old are you now that you are still pretending to be a child?

"If you don't give me the right to speak, I will make trouble for you." He doesn't think about the other team members who are his parents, and he is so habitual.

Liu Zhe chuckled and said nothing.

After a while, he asked: "What about you? Do you have any ideas?"

"Not at all." Qin Jue closed his eyes and rested, "It was a lucky draw in the first round. Fortunately, I read a lot of books, and I'm not good at comedy."

She has lived in the smell of blood for half her life, and she may not even be able to laugh, so why talk about making people laugh, as long as she doesn't scare others to tears.

"Daytime Rain," the only one I have had live experience in, does have elements of everyday comedy, but that's based on the characters and a specific background.

Neither Qin Jue nor Liu Zhe is like Li Hongchuan, who plays Wang Dali. They look funny and talk and act like a happy comedian. How to complete the second round of semi-propositional performances is indeed a problem.
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"You eat, I'll take a rest first."

Qin Jue closed his eyes and spoke lazily.

Liu Zhe answered her by saying "Uh-huh" twice, which sounded like bread was stuffed in his mouth and he hadn't swallowed it yet.

Qin Jue then stopped caring about him, and his consciousness sank into the film and television space.

This wave, this wave is truly a battle-sharp battle.

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Qu Nan breathed a sigh of relief and took a sip of coffee.

He ate so quickly just now that he almost choked.

I looked at my watch and saw that it was almost seven o'clock. It was only forty-eight hours. It actually went by very quickly.

Qu Nan calmed down, bought a bag of cheap coffee when passing by the supermarket, and cautiously hurried to the filming building.

The doorman looked at him strangely: "From the show crew of "Entertainment Intern"?"

"Ah, ah, right."

Qu Nan nodded quickly and took out his pass.

It’s strange, is our program such a famous one? We obviously haven’t seen any big promotion efforts...

There must be too many people coming in and out today, which may have left an impression on the doorman.

With this thought in mind, he politely thanked the two doormen and went in carrying the coffee.

"Which group do you belong to?" one of the guards asked casually as he had nothing to do.

"The eleventh group in the second round." Qu Nan was a little puzzled, but still answered honestly.

"Oh, it's okay, just ask, go in."

"Okay, okay, trouble."

Qu Nan's back disappeared behind the corner, and the two doormen looked at each other, both a little curious.

"Hey, what's going on with this eleventh group..."

"Quite hard work." Another guard suddenly became interested, "Let's watch this show later when we have time."

"Well, stop talking and just stand guard."

Without hearing the discussion behind him, Qu Nan went all the way to the "Entertainment Intern" floor.

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The corridor was dark. He took out his mobile phone, turned on the flashlight that came with it, and looked around one by one. He found the small conference room with the sign "Group 11, C4". After calming down, he put away his mobile phone and turned on the door handle.<

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"Hmph!!"

"Ha!!"

"Ah!!!!"

Qu Nan screamed and sat down on the ground, shocked.

The lights in the conference room clicked on, and Liu Zhe and Pan Yueyue laughed, one on each side.

"Huh?" Qu Nan was completely confused, looking at this and that, feeling that his mind was already filled with question marks, "No, you, you guys...huh?"

"You're late, Director."

Pan Yueyue smiled and helped him, "He's already halfway there."

"Wha, what?"

Qu Nan had not yet recovered from the shock, so she pathetically covered her little heart and looked inside.

Makeup artist Gu Wensong, props artist Ji Zhang, Qin Jue...

Counting him, there are six people in the room.
To be continued...