Chapter 94 I Want to Win
The water waves were still rippling, but there was silence in front of the camera.
After a long while, the supervisor said quietly,
"If this episode doesn't go viral, I'd be sorry for myself."
The others nodded silently.
"Cut this clip into the trailer," the director said as he turned and walked away.
"I thought it was already pretty good that this newcomer had that morning wake-up scene, but I actually underestimated her."
The director said this with a slightly excited smile on his face.
"It's time to start editing the trailer! Get moving!"
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Miss Shen, who had no idea that there was a camera under the water, was now walking towards the shore step by step with difficulty. She climbed ashore with difficulty, holding the hand that Le Shen extended to her in a friendly manner.
Before she had time to wipe her hair, she walked towards the staff dripping with water, handed over the phone, and said breathlessly,
“Give me the points card.”
"No problem," the staff member smiled and handed her the highest points card after looking at the photo, and also sponsored a spare large towel as a friendly donation.
Chen Pianpian took it, covered his head with it, rubbed it roughly, and then threw it away. He took off his coat and tied it around his waist, then picked up the backpack that was thrown on the ground.
"let's go."
She stared ahead, her eyes filled with determination and sharp coldness.
"I must win today, a crushing victory."
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Three teams have already reached the top of the mountain, and the Wei Lan team that arrived first has already captured the flag representing victory.
They sat in the pavilion and chatted leisurely, occasionally glancing down to see if the last group had arrived.
"It seems these young people are not as good as us old people."
A senior's harmless joke made everyone laugh.
The first sister looked at the path leading down the mountain and smiled nonchalantly.
"Isn't it? Newcomers are newcomers after all. They have to practice for a while before they are qualified to be compared with us."
This didn't sound like a joke, and the others looked at each other and didn't continue speaking.
At this time, the agents who had already gone up the mountain were already coming over with water and fans.
Cui Mao looked around in the listening room and didn't see his own artist, so he stood with Shi Qile's assistant.
"Why haven't they arrived yet?"
Before the assistant could answer, Sister Yi gave him a half-smile.
"What's the point of asking? Junior Sister is a fragile little girl. If she gets tired and stops along the way, isn't it natural for her to let Shi Qile wait for her? After all, this is just a game. Friendship is not more important than winning the championship."
The words were spoken quite skillfully.
The title of "junior sister" is affectionate, and "weak little girl" is not a derogatory term. Stopping and starting to let Shi Qile wait is just a normal guess, but all this information is mixed together to create an image of a weak and fragile white lotus. The last word "friendship" is even more meaningful and suggestive.
Once this passage is released, the first people to get angry will probably be the millions of Coke fans.
Why do you act like a white lotus and drag my Le Shen to the bottom? If you don’t want to hook up with Le Shen, what do you want to do?
Uncle Mao understood her meaning in a second and looked at her without changing his expression.
"Sister Lan, when you were under my command before, you weren't as eloquent as you are now. It seems Yan Yi is still much more capable than an old man like me."
Wei Lan's face froze immediately, and she looked at him in disbelief.
When did this timid and spineless loser dare to talk to her like this?
Yang Zhuo, who was standing by, saw that things were not going well and immediately changed the subject.
"It seems our team has the highest points in this first round, right? Three points plus the first five points, that's eight points in total. I wonder what the reward will be?"
Wei Lan turned his gaze away and looked down the mountain, coldly accepting Cui Mao's sarcasm.
"Of course Yan Yi is better than you. After all these years, aren't your subordinates still some hopeless people? She shouldn't be the last one to win the championship that your senior gave up..."
"Who's the last one?"
The unfinished words were stuck in her throat. The girl walked slowly up the empty path with wet hair.
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