The sound carried through, and everyone competing in the area was stunned.
Had someone burst in?
Jiang Weiwei and the others paused in disbelief when they heard the voice. It sounded so much like Tang Zhong's voice, didn't it?
"Weiwei, this voice, it sounds like Tang Zhong's voice!" Li Chuwen said to Jiang Weiwei.
"I think it sounds like him too!" Wu Xiaoyu chimed in.
Jiang Weiwei also thought it sounded like him, but it shouldn't be—after all, the international police had already reported that Tang Zhong had been killed.
At this moment, the event staff appeared, smiling at everyone and saying, "There's been a little incident outside, we'll handle it now. The competition will continue!"
No one thought much of it.
Jiang Weiwei and her group's faces fell once more, certain they would lose the competition now. What a pity.
"Sorry, Tang Zhong," Jiang Weiwei thought to herself. "I didn't have the ability to make your work first place."
