"Yes, we are good friends privately, but Nanxi didn't tell me this was her work," Ye Sihan intentionally said.
Chu Nanxi almost burst into laughter.
Good friends?
The kind that stab each other in the back!
Ye Sihan said this deliberately, of course, she had her reasons.
In this way, when she later explained her scoring to everyone, she could pretend she did not know that it was Chu Nanxi's work, and she could also establish for herself an image of being fair and impartial, as in—"Even if it's my friend, I won't show any mercy."
Playing the harlot while setting up a shrine!
Chu Nanxi scoffed.
"Miss Ye gave such a low score, will classmate Chu be angry?" another reporter hurried to ask.
"Of course not!" Chu Nanxi laughed, "After all, people have different aesthetics. Sister Sihan doesn't like my current work and instead thinks my previous work, which was relatively naive and immature, is better. This only proves Sister Ye's artistic taste is quite... naive!"
