*King of Mask Singer: Program Content and Precautions*

The document in his hand was roughly a dozen pages long, containing both text and tables.

Chu Tian had known its contents for some time, considering he was the one who had proposed the program. However, to avoid arousing Xu Qingqiu's suspicions, he feigned seriousness as he picked up the materials and began to read.

Xu Qingqiu watched Chu Tian, who was focused on the documents across from her, with a particularly complicated expression.

She still harbored some doubt as to whether it was really him. On one hand, she was desperate to find out who Youmeng truly was; on the other, she feared it wasn't what she hoped. Her heart was incredibly conflicted. She had considered asking him directly, but what if the answer wasn't what she wanted?

Lost in thought, she slowly became distracted.

Chu Tian had also finished his cursory review of the document's contents.

Overall, there wasn't a great deal of information. It began with a brief introduction to the program, including details about the stage, equipment, and the caliber of guest performers. These elements, representing the show's quality, had to be showcased.

Next came the program's format and the competition system—details the artists needed to be aware of.

Finally, there were the requirements, such as confidentiality agreements, competition procedures, liability for breach of contract, and so on.

Of course, these details weren't of much concern to him. Xu Qingqiu had primarily sought his help because she was struggling to choose a stage name for the show.

"Isn't it simple? It's just a show where you wear a mask and sing, right? You just make a mask and pick any name," Chu Tian said.

Xu Qingqiu rolled her eyes helplessly after he finished speaking.

"How can I just pick any name? Didn't you see the part about the unmasking at the end?" she retorted. "If I choose an unattractive name, imagine how embarrassing it would be when I'm unmasked and everyone finds out!"

"That's true," Chu Tian conceded. "So, what kind of name are you looking for?"

"I don't know either..." Xu Qingqiu replied. "I was just thinking of something that sounds pleasant... perhaps something a bit poetic?"

"And what exactly 'sounds nice'?" he asked.

"Well, it has to have some depth, of course!" she said. "For example, Kelshia, the heroine from a play I adore, or maybe 'White Swan'—a name synonymous with purity and elegance."

"Absolutely not!" Chu Tian stated firmly, seeing Xu Qingqiu's excited expression.

"Huh? Why not?" she asked, surprised.

"It's not about *why not* for those specific names. First, you need to understand the significance of the name you choose!" he explained.

"Significance?" she questioned. "Isn't it just a codename?"

Seeing she still didn't grasp his point, Chu Tian shook his head. "You need to see the deeper implications of this program. You don't seriously believe they'd let you pick just any random name, do you?"

"Isn't that the case?" she asked. "What else would it be?"

To be fair, Xu Qingqiu couldn't be blamed. In the history of this world, a variety show like this had never appeared before, so it was natural for her to lack experience with it.

Even during the first season of its counterpart in the other world, nobody paid much attention to these seemingly minor nicknames. Everyone assumed they were chosen casually, without realizing the actual importance of the name.

Chu Tian, however, had experienced it all. He came from an era where such variety shows had been done to death. After their initial "wild west" period, the deep dives into program formats and meticulous exploration of details were truly eye-opening, and he had benefited immensely from it.

This knowledge now served as his capital to enlighten Xu Qingqiu.

"You need to understand, this is a competitive program," Chu Tian explained. "And the competition begins the very moment you choose your name!"

"Huh? How so?" Xu Qingqiu stared at him in astonishment, her large eyes blinking with utter confusion. She was fine with singing, but this concept was genuinely beyond her.

"Listen to my analysis, and you'll understand," Chu Tian said.

At this, Xu Qingqiu quickly lowered her head, leaned closer to Chu Tian, and listened with rapt attention.

"Let's first look at the competition format. Initially, six singers will perform, competing head-to-head. The judging criterion is the votes from the six hundred audience members. Note this carefully: it's audience voting!"

"Firstly, the name must have personality! It needs to be memorable, something that leaves a strong impression. That way, regardless of how the competition unfolds, at least the audience will remember your name—and remember it vividly!"

"If you can achieve that, you'll gain an initial advantage in the voting process!"

"Think about it: in a crowd of otherwise unremarkable contestants, if someone truly distinctive suddenly appears, wouldn't that grab everyone's attention?"

Seeing Xu Qingqiu nodding repeatedly like a chick pecking at grain, Chu Tian continued, "Secondly, the name must be relatable! As the saying goes, it should be 'down-to-earth.' Why? Because it shortens the distance between you and the audience, fostering a sense of closeness. Naturally, this feeling of affinity will then be projected onto you."

"Next, your name must also differentiate you from the others. It must be unconventional. This is to create a certain separation, making your uniqueness immediately apparent."

"This will give people the impression that you're different. Combined with the aforementioned relatability, it will subtly and increasingly make the audience more fond of you!"

"Finally, the name must be positive and engaging. Human nature leans towards kindness, and everyone appreciates beautiful things, so the name should embody something wonderful."

"Of course, there's one more crucial point: it must also create distance from your actual self, meaning it shouldn't allow people to easily guess who you are. This is a requirement of the show's rules; if it doesn't comply, the production team definitely won't allow it."

"You must remember, this is a competition. It's not like picking a nickname for a game, nor is it a stage to merely showcase your personality. When competition is involved, every single step is crucial."

Chu Tian had spoken so much in one breath that his mouth had gone dry. The ever-observant Xu Qingqiu quickly handed him a cup of water.

Her eyes twinkled as she gazed at him, her expression filled with awe, as if she were looking at a national treasure.

"What is it? Why are you staring at me like that?" Chu Tian asked.

"Chu Tian, you're incredible! You know so much!" Xu Qingqiu exclaimed. "I thought it was just a simple name; how can there be so many considerations?"

Chu Tian waved his hand casually.

This is nothing, he thought. In later generations, things get far more absurd. Sometimes, people would agonize over the placement of a single strand of hair for three days and nights. Do you think the entertainment industry is full of innocent 'white lotuses'? For the sake of competition, both stars and their teams rack their brains studying human psychology. Take any female celebrity; from her gait to her makeup and styling, isn't every single detail carefully packaged? Even the act of leaving the house and getting into a car is timed with a stopwatch. A casually posted photo is actually the result of sifting through hundreds, even thousands, of shots to pick the perfect one. Sometimes, a female star will suddenly trend on social media due to a particular outfit or action. What might have been accidental in the past later became a calculated business move. When you come across some inexplicable piece of gossip, don't even think twice: either they're about to release new work, or their rival is.

However, seeing Xu Qingqiu's adoring gaze, Chu Tian felt an inexplicable sense of pride.

No wonder so many of our countrymen enjoy playing the role of a mentor, he mused. The sense of accomplishment from guiding others is indeed quite satisfying.

"In that case, Chu Tian, why don't you help me pick one?" Xu Qingqiu suggested, her eyes hopeful.

"Er..."

Chu Tian, who had been reveling in his pride just a moment before, nearly choked on her words.

He was fine with theorizing; after all, he was well-versed from his past life. But asking him to come up with a name? Wasn't that asking for the impossible? Chu Tian knew his own capabilities. He might lack other skills, but when it came to being terrible at naming things, he was exceptionally qualified.

"Um, perhaps I shouldn't overstep my bounds?" Chu Tian hesitated. "It's your name; you should choose it yourself, don't you think?"

"But I don't know how either! Please, just help me pick one, okay?" Xu Qingqiu pleaded, shaking his arm gently.

"This..."

Chu Tian felt completely flustered. How was he supposed to choose one? After all that theorizing, what if the name he came up with was terrible? But seeing the anticipation on Xu Qingqiu's face, he couldn't bring himself to admit defeat, could he? Maybe he should just pick one randomly?

He sat at the desk, racking his brains until his head throbbed, pondering for a long time, scribbling and doodling with a pen, but ultimately, nothing suitable came to mind.

"How about..." he finally ventured, "...we call you 'One More Bite Won't Make You Fat'?"

"What? What was that?" Xu Qingqiu exclaimed, utterly bewildered.

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