Everyone took their seats except for two empty chairs in the middle, the one directly in the center had Leng Zimo’s nameplate on it, but the seat beside him didn’t even have a nameplate.
The rest of the seats were occupied by staff members including Ailin on one side and competitors like Xu Xia on the other.
Xu Xia and Shen Xinyi were arranged to sit together, the two of them exchanging unfriendly glances, though they did not show it in front of the reporters, every look they shared was full of sparks.
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Top floor, office.
Sitting on the sofa, Luo Xiaoqian was already on pins and needles.
During the fitting, her watch was deemed unsuitable with the outfit, and the assistant had taken it off and placed it in her bag, during which she didn’t know how many times she had taken the watch out of the bag.
As the clock pointed to 9:55 AM, she finally couldn’t help but stand up.
With a light cough, she spoke in a soft voice, "It’s 9:55 AM!"
Leng Zimo, as if he hadn’t heard her, kept his gaze on the document in front of him until he reached the last page. Only then did he pick up a pen to sign his name on the last page of the document, calmly organized the papers and pen, and stood up from his chair.
"Let’s go!"
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Press conference room.
Glancing at her watch, Ailin stood up, looked around, and gave a very soft cough.
Immediately, the room quieted down.
Nodding slightly to everyone, Ailin began with a smile, "The press conference for the ’Huaxia Idol’ Beijing Competition Area’s re-competition results will now begin. If anyone has questions, please feel free to ask!"

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