Yuanya was oblivious to the competition among the journalists.
At this moment, she was recieving the dazzling trophy from Blue, standing in front of the microphone, holding her honor, confident and composed.
Her radiant face was incredibly attractive.
Lan Xiu sat in the audience, unable to look away.
Above and below the stage, it seemed to all exist as her backdrop.
He could only see her.
A sense of pride rose in Lan Xiu's heart.
He couldn't help but wonder, if Yuanya were still as she was before, would she be able to handle this occasion as smoothly?
His eyes were fixed on her without blinking, the curve of his mouth never falling.
Yuanya stepped down from the stage after receiving her award, finally making her way back to her seat.
She let out a sigh of relief, belatedly realizing her palms had broken out in a thin layer of sweat.
She was so nervous that numerous pairs of eyes were watching her, and the whole world could see her every move through TV and the internet.
