"…" No one disagreed. After all, the result of the draw was too bad!
It was much worse than everyone anticipated!
Zhou Moyan didn't expect that they would draw No. 6, just one number in front of the Clinical Department represented by Jiang Xianrou.
A rare look of self-reproach appeared on his handsome face, and his fingers pressed between his eyebrows. He looked at Qiao Nian and said, "Song Tian is right. We reported a solo dance. Why don't you let her go alone? It's better to have one less person."
He behaved in a manner that reflected his good family background. He was cultured and his intentions were very reserved.
However, his meaning was still clear—it was better to have one less person embarrassing herself.
"Yes, Qiao Nian, don't go." Song Tian felt miserable. She would have to dance alone.
She would have to face everyone's mockery alone if Qiao Nian didn't go on stage with her.
