As one of the most watched team members in this Quancheng Cup,
Lu Wu, with his ordinary appearance, and Dudu, with his adorably plump figure, both made a lasting impression.
As soon as they appeared on the screen, the audience immediately recognized them.
Caught unprepared by this situation, Dudu panicked a little, hastily put down her milk tea and steamed buns, and grabbed Lu Wu's hand, attempting to use Lu Wu's slender body to shield her chubby self.
Lu Wu, on the other hand, frowned.
"What's with the organizers? Why are they cutting to me? I'm just a spectator today. Cut to the commentators' desk. He just said if Hao Zhijian loses he'd chew the commentators' desk. Let him perform that for us.
I've never seen anyone chew a commentators' desk before!
Or cut to the ring—that's where the real action is. They're going at it over there, and I'm thoroughly enjoying the fiery drama. You're ignoring the intense scene and cutting to me—what's the deal?
