"Where are your parents?" the blonde lady behind tapped Qiao Sang's shoulder and asked.
Qiao Sang remembered the words he had heard in the audience and soon realized something, explaining patiently:
"I am a contestant."
The blonde lady frowned.
People around overheard and turned their heads.
The redhead man in front, wearing silver earrings, looked over and smiled handsomely, "Little sister, whose autograph do you want? I'll help you. We are about to enter the arena, and you can watch us from the audience."
Qiao Sang: "..."
"Staff!" The man behind the blonde lady, with a short ponytail, called out impatiently.
"Is there something wrong?" a staff member approached.
The man with the ponytail voiced his dissatisfaction:
"How could you manage this, allowing a child to sneak in like this?"
The staff present were familiar with the contestants.
The staff glanced at Qiao Sang and Yaobao, then turned with a smile and said:
