"No need," Mu Tianye said faintly, shaking his head. "I'm not hungry."
The sky was looking gloomy, and if the rain were to get worse, it would only delay things further. He had promised to rush back to watch her competition; how could he, as a man, go back on his word?
...
...
Backstage of the competition.
Ning Xiaofei stuffed her phone into her pocket and walked towards the resting room. Just as she reached the corner, Ji Mo, holding a stack of contestant information, came along and stopped immediately upon seeing her.
"Xiaofei, how is it going? Feeling nervous?"
"A little bit," Ning Xiaofei honestly replied.
With such a big competition affecting her future career development, how could she not be nervous?
