In the beautiful night sky, suddenly dazzling fireworks erupted, naturally drawing everyone's attention away from the stage and up to the heavens.
These fireworks, indeed worth the hundreds of thousands of yuan Li Minjin had imported from America, covered the sky in large clusters, slowly outlining Chinese characters. This feeling was simply too shocking; it seemed to be a scene often found only in Stick Country idol dramas.
However, when the fireworks in the sky slowly gathered to form Chinese characters, connecting into a complete sentence, everyone was stunned once again.
The resplendent fireworks in midair, once they came together, spelt out this particular phrase.
"I, Li Minjin, am a pig; everyone from Stick Country is brain-dead!"
Such a direct and profound statement left everyone present somewhat dumbfounded.
"Haha! Miss Zi Xuan, what do you think? Surprising, right? This is the gift I, Li Minjin, specially prepared for you, to show you my sincere feelings!"
