"Is it true that familiarity breeds fondness? I think that makes sense, yeah!"
The man nodded subconsciously, his eyes seemingly sparkling with a certain brilliance.
Many in the audience looked at him, thinking to themselves, "Kid, don't get the wrong idea, that's not what familiarity breeds fondness means!"
"Hmm, thank you for your answer!"
Zhang Wei was very satisfied with the person's response and then looked towards the judge's bench. "Judge Bao, my side accepts this juror."
Judge Bao shook his head helplessly and, somewhat reluctantly, made a note on his notebook to record it.
At the same time, he thought to himself, "What on earth do you mean by asking about familiarity breeding fondness? Is it even a serious question?"
Zhang Wei had no idea about everyone's thoughts in the room; he just continued to ask about love at first sight and familiarity breeding fondness.
He also selected several jurors in the process.
"Thank you for your answer, my side rejects!"
