Song Yao wiped her sweat and placed a plastic bag on the table. Her voice was clear and gentle. "I bought something."
"Are you sick? Why did you buy medicine?"
The girl looked over and saw that there seemed to be a box of cold medicine.
"It's not for me." Song Yao laughed.
Hearing this, the girl then noticed that there were other things in this plastic bag. "Are these for a kid? My brother liked to eat these snacks when he was young, but he didn't like them after middle school."
Hearing this, the corners of Song Yao's lips curled up uncontrollably. "Mm, only little children like it."
…
The competition started soon.
Although it was called a auditorium, the building looked more like a venue for large-scale events.
There was a tall platform on both sides and a large screen in front of them, making it easier to watch the competition.
Half an hour later.
