My girlfriend is an idol

"Lisa? Caiying? Jennie?"

"Inside! x3"

Three voices sounded, and then the whole car seemed to usher in the reunion of old friends.

It was only then that both parties realized that they were not shooting "Running Man", but a new variety show that the company cooperated with.

"It's over, it's over, I'm not even prepared... Oh all kei..."

Lisa lowered her head and pulled out a strangely shaped necklace from her clothes, her mouth instantly resembling a machine gun.

All kinds of unintelligible language blurted out, Jin Zhixiu couldn't help but interrupted as she listened to it.

"Wait a minute, Lisa, what are you doing?"

"Huh? I'm praying, praying."

Lisa stopped her hand, finished answering this sentence, and muttered again.

Jin Zhixiu scratched her head, seemingly useful, so she put her hands together and looked extremely solemn.

"Savadika, touch Bailaka, touch Shakaraka, swipe my card, buy Mitangka..."

Lisa, who was still praying, suddenly felt like being thundered.

"Euny, what are you doing?"

Jin Zhixiu replied blankly, "Huh? Pray? Hey Yigu suddenly found that he was not so nervous."

"But O'Neill, why I don't understand."

Lisa scratched her head, always feeling that something was wrong.

"Oh~ Lisa, are you really Thai? I speak Thai."

Jin Zhixiu grinned, his tone was full of contempt, and a little bit of complacency. My Thai was so good that even Thais could not understand it.

Lisa scratched her head again, is that right?Although Thai has become a lot rusty since I came to Korea, I don’t understand it.

But what is this feeling of being persuaded inexplicably by the other party?

Everyone's heart throbbed, and somehow they were caught in the car and headed to an unknown place. Some of them didn't even think about going to the variety show.

In the JTBC studio, An Junying was directing with the walkie-talkie, watching the scene constantly moving things around. This feeling of power in his hands made him feel very refreshed.

"Now let's test it last, the lights are ready..."

Hum...

The red in the powder symbolizes noble dreams and has such a heartbeat.

At the beginning, Li Xianzhe argued with Yang Xianshuo for a long time for the color of the lights on this stage.

The two agreed that a single color could not highlight the theme of the show.

It just so happened that the new girl group that YG planned to launch had the word "Pink" among the many alternate names, so it was directly used by Li Xianzhe.

"MixColor", Mix is ​​red, and Color is pink, and the two intersect. This creative Li Xianzhe refers to the connection between "produce101" and "IOI".

It just depends on whether anyone can find that the final combination name is related to these.

Let's talk about the other side, the trainee arrived at the back door of the JTBC TV station and was led by the black man directly into the staff passage.

On the narrow stairs, only the sound of lumps and various shoes stepping on the ground can be heard. Until now, everyone's eyes are still blackened.

"Well, now you can take off your blindfolds."

A female staff member said in front of the girls.

The girls turned their faces subconsciously, and slowly took off their blindfolds one by one. After being blindfolded for too long, when they saw the light for the first time, they all covered their eyes to adapt.

"Now your task is to put on these clothes, then go out and walk straight until you turn your head to the right."

After throwing such a sentence, the female PD turned around and left, leaving a group of girls at a loss.

"Everyone, put on your clothes first."

Pei Zhuxuan watched a circle of people and took the initiative to hold up the folded clothes and send them one by one.

Just a shirt, divided into red and pink, with the words JTBC and the program printed on the chest of the red, and the logo of Empire Entertainment behind it.

The same goes for pink, but there is another smiling face under the two letters YG on the back.

"what is this."

I really put it on, looking down at the somewhat ugly clothes, the girls seemed to be hit.

"Let's go."

According to the instructions I heard before, the girls were next to each other in twos and threes, their pupils swaying around, and no one could be seen in or out of this passage, and even no sound could be heard.

Several cameras were placed in the corners on the left and right, but they didn't see them.

"Euni, there is something here."

Seeing Jin Yilin's figure disappear into her sight, with only one arm stretched out, Pei Zhuxuan couldn't help speeding up her pace.

In the next moment, everyone was frightened by what was in front of them.

Mirrors, all mirrors, no...it should be said that this is like a small room.

The name of the show is on the wall in the center, with mirrors hanging on the left and right sides.

There was a table in front of them, and the things on it were all too familiar to them.

Name card!

"MixColor? Chenghuan, what do you mean by this?"

Park Xiurong leaned in front of the mirror and touched her red lips. As soon as the girl faced the mirror, her concern for her beauty rose to several levels.

"Collocation of colors, ah, let you learn English hard, even if you don't understand such simple vocabulary."

Sun Chenghuan glared at her and directly took the name tag and stuck it on his body.

"Huh? Why is there another Wendy below?"

"And me, I'm Irene."

"I am JOY."

A group of girls stared with big eyes, if it weren't for their real names clearly printed on them...

"There are mission cards here."

Just when the girls were arguing because of their English names, Jin Zhini spotted the lonely upside-down card sharply.

"Ouni, what did it say?" Lisa asked with her chin resting on Jin Zhini's shoulder.

"It's nothing, just let us write a sentence of enlightenment on this wall, and then go in."

"What is enlightenment, we are not on the battlefield."

Regarding the requirements of the program group, although the girls were a bit speechless, they still picked up the pen obediently.

However, this white wall, shiny like a pearl, really couldn't bear to paint on it.

"I have decided, this is mine."

Park Xiurong raised his arm and chose the highest position, where "Mix" was located.

"Yeah, I want too, and I want to write it at the top."

Jiang Seulqi stared at the high place, followed Pu Xiurong's learning to raise her hands, but suddenly stopped as she slowly moved upward.

"La la la la~"

After writing the words to cheer for herself, Park Xiurong's mood has become a lot more beautiful, humming the trot tone and stepping back, looking at her handwriting with scrutiny eyes.

"Enmmmm, yes, add another JOY."

Jiang Seulqi blushed with her neck and feet thickly padded. Among the eight people, she herself wanted to write on a high place, without saying that Pu Xiurong's long body was removed.

Pei Zhuxuan wrote directly in the middle position, and Sun Chenghuan and Jin Yilin occupied the left and right sides respectively.

The remaining few people found their own satisfactory areas, and their entire faces were almost stuck on it.

"Euny, do you want me to hold you."

"Well, that's okay."

In this way, Jiang Seul Ki was picked up by Park Xiurong like a child.

"Fighting, Jiang Seulqi."

It's just such a short sentence, but it's crooked.