Backstage dressing room.
The models were gossiping as they removed their makeup.
"I was scared to death just now!" one model said, clutching her chest: "I've been doing this for years, and it's the first time I've seen someone act up during a show!"
"Yeah, yeah! These students are so straightforward, they say whatever comes to mind without considering the occasion!"
"What's that about? Didn't you see those staff members earlier? They didn't even care. I think this is all about people mimicking bad behavior, allowing this to happen. Otherwise, who would dare ask 'who's the mentor'?"
Listening to these complaints, Tian Xin couldn't help but laugh.
These models were about the same age as her. She initially thought that the profession would make them aloof and uninterested, but it seemed like she was stereotyping.
She smiled and joined the gossip group, chattering lively as they removed their makeup.
"Hello, excuse me, which dressing room is the Tian Xin from the stage just now?"
