Meanwhile, on the other side, Cedric's entourage was at it again. "It's just third place. Do they have to look like they won an Oscar's?"
"They're lousy. Of course, they would be happy about such lousy achievements."
But was it lousy, really? Even though the reward for the third place wasn't that impressive, it meant a lot to many people, especially Ah Chen, to whom art was just a minor he was doing to pass the time. In fact, no matter what prize he won, it was inferior to a single word of congratulations from Li Lanni. Why would he mind?
"Next up, the second place is number 24." The screen displayed number 24's 301 votes.
Cedric sneered. Damn it! How could he only get one vote more than Ah Chen's? That was worse than losing, alright?
His streak of bad luck was going a little overboard, huh.
