"If the production team doesn't have a surprise today that'll knock me off my chair, this show will end up on my blacklist."
"Holy moly, you scared the heck out of me—I just sprayed my whole screen with my drink."
"After my incessant urging, my mom finally sat down with me in front of the computer to watch the show as it started, and now... I've been smacked."
With this behind-the-scenes clip, the live broadcast room had already been filled with a large number of eagerly awaiting viewers ten minutes before five o'clock.
Nobody knew what was going to happen before the program started, including the MCs like Wen Qiao.
The male MCs, together with Fu Jinghen, got into the car as instructed by the production team, but Fu Jinghen did not see Wen Qiao's figure.
He hadn't yet had the chance to ask when someone else beat him to it.
Shi Koufan looked around in the car, "Hey? Where's Wen Qiao?"
