All Stars Are My Food Fans

"That's it, we will hold the annual meeting in the form of a party, and there will be a red carpet walk. We have already contacted the styling team here, and we will go to your side six hours in advance, and then you will set off with the team. Enough."

"...So formal?"

"Yes, because you are the first place, you should be on stage to accept the award." Mingmei said with a smile: "There may be thousands of media broadcasts that day. If Qiuqiu has nothing to do, you can prepare in advance to save you being nervous. "

"Oh." This is not nervous.

"There is also a special program for this year's annual meeting, with the top ten performing shows, you may also need to have a show."

"Qiuqiu, do you have any performances that you are good at?"

"I still have to perform!?" Jiang Qiuqiu hissed, holding her forehead, she could play the piano, but unfortunately, the inheritance of the piano has changed gradually over time, and the pianos on the market are no longer the ones she is familiar with.

The performance time is tight, and it is too late to go to school.

After thinking about it, the only thing that doesn't require preparation is singing, "I'll sing a song."

"Is there a track?"

"Do I have to report it now? Can't you spare some time to think about it?"

"Yes, it doesn't matter if it is two days late, as long as it is agreed the day before the annual meeting."

Jiang Qiuqiu hummed.

"Right, and—"

Jiang Qiuqiu: "Stop, stop, Sister Mingmei, aren't you, why are you still there!?"

"Is it so troublesome to take the first place?"

"Don't say that, how many people are looking forward to going through these things." Mingmei knew that Jiang Qiuqiu didn't like to deal with things other than cooking, but: "You are the first, and the youngest in the federation's live broadcast for so many years. One, after the annual meeting, there are many media at the venue who want to interview you."

"Mr. Qian and I checked it out, and we took out some media that were not good at talking and liked to make fun of people's attention, and kept some more formal ones."

"At that time you may need to reply to the media about PK and the annual meeting."

After saying this, Mingmei didn't speak for a while, and Jiang Qiuqiu breathed a sigh of relief: "Sister Mingmei has finally explained everything."

"Who said that! I forgot to tell you something very important, I—"

Jiang Qiuqiu's eyes widened, if there was anything else, there would be a lot going on in that annual meeting.

"I haven't sent you a picture yet, so you can choose your desired dress."

Jiang Qiuqiu: ...

She said angrily: "Sister Mingmei, you lied to me!"

"Haha, Qiuqiu, you are too nervous."

After talking for a while, after explaining the things that should be explained, at the end, Mr. Qian and Mingmei told Jiang Qiuqiu that if you feel tired after the live broadcast, you can rest for a while.

Jiang Qiuqiu shook his head: "No, I promised everyone. After the live broadcast is over, I will make delicious food for everyone to go surfing together. I have to finish it now, or I will run out of time later."

"Then you arrange your own time, don't schedule too tightly, or you will be very tired."

"Well, I will."

After finishing the communication with Mr. Qian and the others, the sky was already a little dark. Jiang Qiuqiu looked at the thick night and received a message from the black hole before going to sleep.

Black Hole: I saw the live broadcast, you won.

Black Hole: Congratulations.

Jiang Qiuqiu: Did you also watch my live broadcast?

Black Hole: Hmm.

Jiang Qiuqiu: Then did you vote for me?

She just asked casually, but she didn't expect a message to be sent there soon.

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some.

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Every vote of mine goes to you.

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More in the morning!

I saw someone ask Qiuqiu if he chose the mecha type in the message before, and you will know after looking at it!