It's undeniable, if Dingchuan Academy had a Film and Theater department, then White Hair not being the top would simply be an injustice.
At this moment, the exaggerated expression on Young Master Yin's face was unbearable even for the fat guy, but in this dim light, it just allowed the view at that distance to be rather clear.
A qualified master of performance must grasp the spatial distance to the utmost!
White Hair secretly gave himself a thumbs-up in his mind.
If I don't trick you until your pants drop today, I'll give you the title of Cannon King.
"Our buyer No. 17 has now bid 340 million credit points. Do any other buyers have interest in this engine?"
"Countdown starts, three..."
White Hair bit his lip, wanting to raise his hand.
At this moment, Kim's eyes suddenly lit up, mentally chanting: [Bid, bid, bid.]
However, White Hair then reluctantly let his hand fall, looking frustrated.
