On the stage, when Xia Bohe heard Zhou Weize say that she wanted to be first, she was overjoyed.
She was trying her best to suppress her emotions in order to put on a calm expression in front of the camera.
In her heart, she had at least countless voices shouting.
[is Zhou Weize that good?] That was impossible!
Perhaps he was afraid that it would be more embarrassing if he lost the vote?
- Do I still need to be modest? After all, he was the male lead.
But what was the point of being modest? The prize for first place was one million Yuan, which was twice the prize for second place.
[ if I get first place, I'll be paid more in the future-right? ]
The little people in sherby's head started a Round Table Conference.
Then, he came to a conclusion.
In any case, he had already been targeted by that Zhou guy last time.
Then this time, I'll get the 1 million first!
