The whistle blew and the match officially started.
Ye Wanwan took out the popcorn, coke and fried chicken that she prepared from her bag. She ate in delight while watching the match.
Her insatiable appetite was one of the biggest reasons why she decided to be a manager instead of an artist. If her diet had to be restrained, if she was refrained from eating this and that, then what's the point in living?
She wondered whether the vegetation in Jin garden had sprouted or not and wondered what they looked like, along with her chicks, little fish, and little grapes…
Ye Wanwan got distracted for a little bit, while the score on the court was already at 11:0.
Qing He 11 points, Jin Xiu 0 points.
"What's happening?" Ye Wanwan was shocked.
Jiang Yanran shook her head, "I'm not sure, Chu Feng doesn't seem to be in good shape today."
