Many netizens watching such bullet comments spat out their food while eating.
The production crew and all the artists arrived at the grassland sports event, sitting on the bus, looking at the venue and not wanting to get off.
"...so many people," Lin Xingwan swallowed her saliva, not liking the crowd for the first time.
The thing was, most of them were enthusiastic and robust.
She suddenly got a strange feeling, like each one of them had come to challenge her.
"Wuwuwu, I'm so scared, so anxious."
"...Damn, are you playing the victim here?" Yan Qing couldn't help but curse.
"..." Good, finally it quieted down.
The female comrades got off the bus, only to see the male comrades resembling frostbitten eggplants.
"Welcome to our grasslands..."
The locals were very enthusiastic, looking at them with sincere eyes. There were about a few hundred people on the scene, including children, youths, and the elderly, all buzzing with excitement.
