Wang Meil's hands trembled upon seeing the comments about Pretty Girls' performance. However, rather than the negative comments about her group, the praises for Xu Nuan's group bothered her even more.
She gritted her teeth in hatred and clenched her fists, " This bitch! How dare she? I knew it. She is a cunning girl!!"
" Ms. Wang, what are we going to do now? Why didn't you check the technical settings before the performance? How can the music get cut during the live performance?" Rin Rin approached her in worry. Her innocent fairy-like image that she was holding up to now was ruined in an instant. Everyone was calling her talentless, a coward, and whatnot. Her hands were shivering in worry, thinking about the consequences.
Who is the person offering the Handkerchief? Huh?
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
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