Zhao Ying Ge was having a total breakdown...
Her manager was driving, and she sat in the backseat, her face reflecting utter disinterest with life.
"Snap out of it."
The manager stopped at a red light, unable to hold back her words.
Zhao Ying Ge sounded drained and weak, like all her energy had been sucked out of her:
"Teacher Admirable Fish said that I can only hit high notes and have outbreaks..."
"My fans even slandered him..."
"He never thought I was outstanding in the first place..."
"Now my fans are even more fiercely attacking him..."
"..."
The manager was having a headache.
Zhao Ying Ge had been repeating these few sentences all the way.
She finally said, exasperated, "We're only guessing that Prince of Lanling is Admirable Fish or not. Does Lil Goodoong's presence here necessarily mean that Prince of Lanling is Admirable Fish?"
"The odds are high…"
"Okay, let's just assume he's Admirable Fish, then. Don't you think this could be your chance?"