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Meng Qiancheng's voice still echoed in her ears, "At first, I also thought it was my negligence, but the more I think about it, I feel there's something fishy about this whole thing."
Yes, something fishy.
But when you think about it carefully, the fishiness seems rational after all.
Bai Zhuzhu stole her opportunity, she accidentally got the interlude spot, even with so many online compliments about how good her voice sounded, then she was poisoned by Bai Zhuzhu, and her throat developed problems.
If her throat didn't get better, she wouldn't be able to complete Director Wen's task, and when that time comes, if Director Wen replaces her, the interlude spot would also go to Bai Zhuzhu.
A chill rose from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, freezing her thoroughly.
Breathing became difficult.
"Weiwei, you... say something, please—I... shouldn't have told you all this," Meng Qiancheng said anxiously, "Are you okay?"
