"Sorry, I'm late,"
Yan Zhi panted as she ran into the practice room, and both the staff and the contestants sitting in a circle on the ground turned their heads to look at her.
Yan Zhi felt somewhat embarrassed and stood at the doorway, not knowing what to do.
Lu Xiaoyou spoke up first, "She is Yan Zhi, taking over from Zhang Zhenzhen as our team's playwright."
"With less than five hours to go before the official performance, can she handle it?"
"Why did Zhang Zhenzhen drop out when she was perfectly fine? I remember Yan Zhi seems to be Xiaoyou's friend."
The other contestants murmured, not afraid of their words being broadcast, because what they said was the truth, wasn't it?
"Yan Zhi is my friend," Lu Xiaoyou said candidly,
"I hope everyone will give Yan Zhi a chance. She is not someone who gives up easily. I trust her."
Lu Xiaoyou's straightforwardness made it seem petty for anyone else to dwell on the fact that Yan Zhi was her friend.
