"Tang Chen, I'm like a crooked tree and Lu Zhanbei's hanging on my branch. If I add another person, the tree will break for sure."
"You might consider changing the person."
Before Lin Wanwan could reply, he quickly diverted her attention. "Here's the backstage, go ahead. I should be at the main stage."
It was a complicated feeling she had in her heart as she watched him stomp away.
Well-known models from around the world worked in an organized manner: picking their clothes, getting their makeup done, and trying out their shoes. The faces buzzing around were pleasing to the eyes.
The friendly competition between the models and the entertainers would be at the very end. Lin Wanwan found a familiar face as she wondered around out of boredom.
"Lian Qi."
Lian Qi, who was looking at her phone, gave Lin Wanwan a broad smile. "You are here too."
"Yep. Didn't think you would be interested in this."