Most importantly, each group cannot select more than ten items. Please think carefully. The time limit is fifteen minutes."
As soon as he finished speaking, the whole place was filled with grief.
"Teacher Jiang, wouldn't it be a loss for our group to have more people?"
Jiang Jiuyue smiled but said nothing.
Chu Xinyue placed her hand on her chest and sighed, "It seems the production team doesn't want us to have an easy time. Let's each pick two items. We must choose items that are helpful to us and don't repeat anything."
The FN team was relatively organized, but some groups thought the live broadcast had not started yet, and started arguing in order to ensure they got more of their own stuff.
Barrage:
"Come on, I told you there's discord within the Rose Band!"
"Xinyue's mind works so fast!"
"Chu Chu, Mommy loves you!"
"Which little group is this?"
"Those four girls with colorful hair haven't debuted yet, right?"
"The fight has begun, haha."
"What's that girl in Hanfu in the lower left corner holding? A book?"
"Specialized textbooks for the Mandarin Proficiency Test? Are you kidding me?"
"The one next to her had a picture book and some dried monk fruit. Aren't they twins?!"
"Oh! It's the Hanfu ladies who were popular before!"
When Linglong and Linglang heard that they could only take ten items, they looked at each other and opened the suitcases swiftly. They were the most efficient team among all the people and naturally attracted the attention of the audience.
Linglang only took her contact lenses and Mandarin textbooks, and then closed the box neatly.
Linglong's clothes were on the other side of the suitcase with the zipper. The camera was turned to the other side, and Linglong was seen reaching out to pick up a bag of dried monk fruit, a sketchbook, a colorful pen, and a flashlight. She paused for a few seconds, looked up, and asked the cameraman who was close to her, "Is there a limit on the quantity of the same item?"
She suddenly looked up, which scared the cameraman. He took a few steps back and moved his mouth but didn't utter a syllable.
Linglong frowned slightly, lowered her head and continued to tidy up, took out two bottles of facial cream and a stack of facial masks, and zipped up.
Barrage:
"I was so focused on her face that I didn't even know what she picked."
"That's it?"
"Wow, she's so fair! Her skin is so delicate!"
“I love the goddess who flew down from the Dunhuang murals!”
"Am I the only one curious about what skincare products they use? Why is there no logo?"
"Who is the older sister and who is the younger sister? Does anyone know?"
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