Qiao Dongyang's pupils contracted slightly as he quietly stared at the storyboard.
For a moment, he... actually hoped Shen Lan would press the button.
If the button was pressed, Chi Yue would be the chosen one for Skyfall Heroes.
This was an emotion that a show organizer should not have, and as Qiao Dongyang realized this, he was somewhat incredulous—how could he have such a thought?
Everyone's gaze was fixed on Shen Lan, in front, behind the scenes, however—Shen Lan stopped, her fingers curling up slightly as she trembled in the swivel chair—
Two people were desperately competing.
Having come this far, neither was willing to give up easily.
Shen Lan was not in good shape, and Chi Yue wasn't much better. Large beads of sweat slid from her forehead down to her cheeks, her face pale and completely devoid of color—
Zheng Xiyuan looked at Qiao Dongyang's somber expression, "Qiao, feeling sorry for them?"
Qiao Dongyang, "How could I?"
