The group pet, Little Fatty, debuted in the C position

In the backstage dressing room, the makeup artists invited by the program group were busy applying makeup to a hundred contestants.

Wen Yuan sat on a chair with his newly curled hair, his face was still clean, and the makeup artist behind him also looked at Wen Yuan in the mirror with distress.

"I always feel like it doesn't taste good." The entanglement on the makeup artist's face was almost materialized.

Wen Yuan sat on the chair with an innocent face, not in a hurry, and occasionally looked curiously at the makeup progress of the other teammates in their group.

The patrolling make-up team leader came over, saw Wen Yuan's still clean face, and stepped over in two steps.

"Why are you progressing so slowly?" Niko, who was 1.8 meters tall, had braids in his hair. He looked in the mirror, "Can't you melt?"

"No." The makeup artist in charge of Wen Yuan shook his head, "I always feel that something is missing, but I didn't expect it, it's a pity to get started directly."

With such a beautiful face, ordinary makeup is really a waste.

Niko looked at Wen Yuan in the mirror, shamefully moved.

He cleared his throat and said seriously: "I'll take care of him, and you will deal with the other contestants who haven't made up yet."

The makeup artist knew that he was not strong enough, so he left without much hesitation, leaving the position to Niko.

Wen Yuan looked up, just in time to meet Niko's eyes.

Their gazes collided, and Wen Yuan rolled his eyes and smiled.

Niko's heart skipped a beat when he was stimulated by this smile, and he couldn't help bending over and pinching Wen Yuan's cheek: "Hey, cutie, don't seduce people casually, come, let me put on makeup for you."

The strength of pinching the cheek was very light, which didn't make Wen Yuan more disgusted.He nodded at Niko to show that he knew.

Niko showed to restore the original permed hair, and then took Wen Yuan to the hair dyeing area.

"Dye it golden, and make it curl, it's definitely suitable for your stage style." Niko skillfully applied the dye to Wen Yuan.

Two hours later, An Wuxing and Tao Zixuan, who had put on stage makeup, came to find them, and they kept wowing after seeing Wen Yuan.

"Fuck, you look too good-looking." An Wuxing stammered for a long time, and finally expressed emotion.

Wen Yuan sat on the chair and raised his head. His originally black hair was dyed golden, which further set off his fair face. His eyes were dark and moist. Because of the eye shadow that was just applied, the ends of the eyes were forced to look watery. The curled eyelashes are half closed, casting a little shadow.

Tao Zixuan looked at Wen Yuan for a long time: "We are both monsters, why is Wen Yuan so much prettier than me?"

Wen Yuan blinked, his eyelashes trembled a few times, and just about to speak, An Wuxing called to stop him.

"Don't move, I'll take a photo." An Wuxing took a camera at some point in his hand, and pressed the shutter on Wen Yuan.

Wen Yuan looked at the camera and didn't blink when the flash was on.

"Okay." An Wuxing checked the photo he just took, "I have a hunch that this photo will soon become a photo of the gods in the entertainment industry."

Wen Yuan muttered: "It's not that exaggerated."

Dou Liang led his teammates towards Wen Yuan, and when he saw Wen Yuan, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The teammates behind him even exclaimed directly.

"Wow, Wen Yuan, your makeup is really pretty too."

"It's not about makeup at all, Wen Yuan is already good-looking."

"I'm so envious, I really want to comment on why Nuwa can't give me a better life."

Dou Liang didn't care what his teammates said behind him, but asked Wen Yuan if he had dealt with it.

Wen Yuan gently shook the curly hair on his head, and said lightly, "Okay."

After speaking, Wen Yuan jumped down from the chair and followed Dou Liang and the others to change into the stage costumes prepared by the program crew.

The stage costumes were decided yesterday. The black and red stage costumes outlined the perfect waist ratio. A pair of black Martin boots made the legs more slender. Wen Yuan and Dou Liang wore black fingerless gloves.

After changing their clothes, they were taken to the backstage of the lounge by the staff to sit down, and the screen on the wall broadcast the situation on the front stage in real time.

The seats in the backstage are divided according to each team, An Wuxing and Tao Zixuan are far away from him, no one is nagging in his ears, and the waiting time is too long, Wen Yuan couldn't help but close his chin eyes.

Suddenly, there was a commotion among the contestants behind, Wen Yuan woke up in a daze, and vaguely heard the words of the temporary mentor Zhu Xiaoyue and other words.

Wen Yuan reached out to rub his eyes, but Dou Liang held down his wrist: "Don't rub, it will take off your makeup."

"What happened?" Wen Yuan resisted the desire to rub his eyes, and finally yawned.

Dou Liang: "The temporary tutor has appeared, it's Zhu Xiaoyue."

Dou Liang's tone sounded the same as usual, but Wen Yuan could still hear a hint of excitement.

He raised his sleepy eyes to the screen.

The camera in front of the stage happened to be in the middle of the instructor's stage. It was a standard thick-faced beauty with a few red curly hair hanging behind her shoulders. Those black eyes looked at the camera, and the corners of her mouth were slightly curved.

Apart from her appearance, what attracted Wen Yuan's attention the most was her aura around her. Aloofness and confidence surrounded her like a raging fire, making people fix their eyes on her at a glance, and could never look away.

Dou Liang moved closer to Wen Yuan's ear and whispered the word Phoenix.

Wen Yuan's eyes lit up immediately, and he looked at Zhu Xiaoyue in the camera with curiosity and admiration.

Xu Keting, as the promoter, was also the host by the way. He was standing on the stage holding the host card, speaking some lines that were missing, and the camera moved from Zhu Xiaoyue to the middle of the stage.

When the stage vision came out, the contestants in the backstage all let out a small exclamation.

They visited this stage before, but there was no stage effect at that time, so it was naturally not as shocking as it looks now.

Wen Yuan suddenly wanted to wash his hands, checked the time, and found that there was still half an hour before the opening, turned his head and talked to Dou Liang, and left the backstage lounge.

Wen Yuan finally found the bathroom after walking through the long corridor and brushing against the shoulders of countless staff members.

In order to protect the makeup on his face, Wen Yuan was very careful when washing his hands. He gently took out a tissue to dry his hands, and then slowly brought back the gloves.

Originally, Wen Yuan wanted to go straight back to the lounge, but just as he took a small step, he heard a small sound of communication coming from outside the bathroom door.

"The performance hasn't started yet, yet another contestant is on the trending list."

"Who is it, is the traffic so big?"

"Guess, it's absolutely unexpected."

"Xi Tuizhi? After the first issue, he attracted a lot of fans."

"Congratulations, I guessed wrong." The speaker paused, and his voice dropped even lower, "It's Wen Yuan who was promoted from class C to class A. He should have offended some student with a background. Sooke won't do him any good."

The other person understood in seconds: "Hey hot search?"

"That's right, I saw that several marketing accounts with a lot of fans released edited videos, saying that Wen Yuan was rude and had a bad attitude, and he didn't practice before the junior rating, which wasted the qualification for the draft."

The other person sighed a few times, said something about the power of capital, etc., and was then called away by others.

Wen Yuan stood in the bathroom, looking at himself in the mirror, thoughtful.

Anyway, there are still more than ten minutes before the opening, Wen Yuan simply took out his mobile phone and clicked on Weibo to see what his hot searches are.