"Ah... this..." The production team was stunned.
Jing Ruo had already put on her mask, so they couldn't see her expression at that moment.
She coughed lightly and said, "Anyway, aren't we supposed to blend in? This is the most appropriate way to do it."
Goodness, the production team just followed her lead, smoothly blending into the crowd of supporters.
Honestly, with the way she navigated so familiarly, one would know with their toes that it definitely wasn't her first time doing this.
After completing the check-in and entering the waiting hall, Jing Ruo then looked somewhat troubled at the placard in her hand.
The production team seemed to understand her gaze and said, "We will take care of the things you can't bring with, and return them to you after the recording."
Jing Ruo then felt relieved. Soft light music played in the VIP waiting lounge.
She immediately spotted the tall silhouette seated by the floor-to-ceiling windows.
