She hadn't finished speaking when Xia Xue cut her off with a sweet smile, "Alright, Sister Nan, there's no need for undue anxiety. Let's go in first; who knows, luck might just fall on our heads in the end."
'Luck' was certainly going to fall on their heads... Xia Xue's eyes flickered with excitement for a moment as she pushed her agent to walk inside.
Backstage, preparations were being made for the opening in an hour's time.
The staff on site were bustling around.
Big names all had their dedicated management to take care of them, while lesser-known stars like Xia Xue were at the mercy of fate.
Xia Xue, along with her agent, hurried to the makeup room they were using. In the ten-square-meter room, crowded with seven or eight people, was Yan Qingqing sitting in front of the makeup mirror, as well as Ruan Rou, who had also made it into the top four.
She looked around but didn't see Rong Yan.