These were the rules of the competition, and there was nothing he could do about it.
"Xinwan, you might as well give up. Given the situation, it's impossible for you to find a partner within a day. Without a partner, you can't compete. Let it go," Feng Yong advised.
"But I have found one," Zhang Xinwan said, lifting her mobile phone.
Feng Yong was speechless, not understanding why his artist was so persistent. What good would it do to recklessly find someone just to enter the competition? In the end, she would still be eliminated and mocked by the person who intended to harm her. It might be better not to go at all.
He took the mobile phone she handed him and continued to advise, "It's not enough just to have found someone—if you just randomly pick someone, it won't help at all..."
Before he could finish saying "won't help at all," Feng Yong was stunned and couldn't speak any further.
Because he had clearly seen who Zhang Xinwan was chatting with on WeChat.
