Fang Minghua was excited when he thought about how this person probably didn't belong to the professional circle. Apart from the person he wanted to have a fairytale future with beside him, he seemed to have seen another dazzling future in his career.
"Why are you just standing there? Why aren't you helping?" Fang Minghua asked his teammates.
"Cough." A series of coughs could be heard. One could feel the dense awkwardness through the screen.
"The difference is too great. If we go up, we'll only cause trouble," said Fang Minghua's future, who was beside him.
"It's time to show our true skills." Fang Minghua controlled his character to move forward. In his heart, his figure should be incomparably proud at this moment, but all he heard next to him was booing.