The psychological quality is not good."

The sobbing girl on the stage couldn't bear it anymore and cried loudly in an instant. The host on the stage could only ask someone to come up and send her away, and then quickly directed people to lower the curtain.

Angel Langdu leaned back lazily on his chair, as if he was thinking about something, absent-mindedly... Suddenly, he looked at President Bailang not far away, and said directly: "Balang, I have something

I'm thirsty, bring me something to drink... Do you still have that kind of juice?"

It was strange that when the Lord Angel suddenly mentioned juice, the managers of Qidu subconsciously twitched their throats... There was an indescribable taste that suddenly spread across their taste buds.

.

　It was obvious that when I drank it, it was like drinking water, tasteless... But in retrospect, it seemed that there was a strange taste.

 The managers of the Seven Capitals also subconsciously looked at President Bailang.

President Bairam smiled slightly at this time and said: "Then, let me prepare some drinks for you... While waiting, it is indeed inevitable that you will get thirsty."

Angel Langdu just waved his hand, as if urging.

President Bairam hurriedly walked out of the door to give instructions.

After a while, someone came in with two boxes... which contained small bottles of juice. Under the instruction of President Bailang, the visitors distributed the bottled juice to everyone.

 Lord Angel, the manager of the Seven Capitals...even the judges below, and even the photographers next to the stage, also distributed some.

 “I won’t need it.”

When the waiter came to scholar Calvin, what he heard was a direct rejection from the great scholar.

The waiter seemed a little stunned and froze on the spot.

Campus Principal Ludick on the side smiled slightly and said: "Teacher Calvin is an ascetic monk. If he is thirsty, it is just right for him... Teacher's bottle, I will help you accept it, I am really

I'm thirsty."

With that said, Campus Principal Ludik took the juice from the waiter without saying a word, opened it and took a few sips, "Thank you President Bailang for your kindness... This juice tastes really good."

The waiter said nothing, just nodded and continued to distribute the food.

 Until he came to Boss Luo and looked at the box... only to find that the juice in the box was gone.

The waiter couldn't help but open his mouth, but he had finished serving?

 It’s impossible, it’s obviously possible...

"It's okay with me." Boss Luo smiled slightly and said, "I'm not used to drinking drinks. I just drink water."

 The waiter nodded, "Please wait a moment, I will pour you a glass of water right away."

But Boss Luo shook his head again, "You're welcome, I brought it myself."

 After saying that, Boss Luo took out a... thermos cup.

 “That…okay.” The waiter quietly glanced at President Bailang in the distance, caught his gaze, then nodded, turned and left.

“I don’t want to drink juice either.” Miss Isabel next to her suddenly said, “I’m starting to covet the water in your thermos.”

"I'm afraid this is a bit difficult, Miss Isabel." Boss Luo looked apologetic, and then added: "Of course, if you don't mind, I have another one here."

With that said, Boss Luo took out a thermos cup again.

 This is very spiritual, right?

Miss Isabel couldn't help but blinked her eyes. She didn't see where this guy had two thermos bottles stuffed on him?

 …

 …

 Stage...the scaffolding built above the stage.

Angel Grabe came to the place where Hua Ying fell, as if looking for something... Soon, she squatted down and picked out a slender silk thread from the gap in a bracket.
Chapter completed!