After Xu Jiamu threw the question out there, he fell into a long silence where he looked straight in the eyes in front of him. Then he lowered his eyelids.
Although he looked calm, there was still a hint of struggle on his face shown on the big screen, like he was fighting to make a decision.
Just when everyone thought that he didn't have anything else to say, he suddenly pulled out a USB stick from his pocket and handed it to the presenter beside him, then said, "Could I trouble you to play the audio file on here."
The presenter said curiously, "Alright."
The moment he reached his arm out to take the USB, Xu Jiamu suddenly forcefully grabbed it back. The expression on his face was a little pale and his lips were pursed tightly, but after a long moment, he finally let the USB fall into the presenter's hands.
Soon enough, the sound of a conversation broke out on set.
"Ma, can I ask you a question?"
"Jiamu, ask."
