Three days later.
Ning Xiaofei, Ye Qiao, and Miranda successively received notification from the Host Competition Organizing Committee, just as the company had predicted, all three had passed the preliminary round and moved on to the next stage of the competition.
Because all three needed to report to the Organizing Committee to shoot a promotional video, the company specifically arranged a car to take them there.
On the road, Ye Qiao gently nudged Ning Xiaofei's arm.
"What talent are you preparing?"
"Me?" Ning Xiaofei was somewhat troubled, "I haven't decided yet, what about you?"
"Of course I'll dance," Ye Qiao raised her arm and struck a pose, "don't forget, I'm a professional dancer."
Ye Qiao had been learning folk dance since she was young and had originally been a special arts student.
"Right..." As she spoke, something suddenly came to her, "I remember back in college you played the guitar really well, isn't guitar singing good enough?"
"I haven't played for a year."