"I agree!"
Liang Jingjing beamed, looking carefree. "Director, in our group, it's whatever Sister Wan says. I have no objections!"
Bian Jiayou looked at Ye Wan, "Since your partner doesn't mind, then... all right!"
And so, the on-site guest cameramen, the program crew, and the over one billion viewers in the livestreaming room all watched in disbelief as Ye Wan cheerfully took the tent out and dragged the large iron pot in front of her backpack.
"I have a feeling she's going to regret this decision!"
"+1."
"+10086."
"I, as a senior founding fan of the Wanfeng No. 1 group, guarantee with my brain that not only won't my Sister Wan regret it, but you'll also shout 'amazing.' Of course, even though right now I don't quite understand my Sister Wan's thought process, this doesn't affect my unwavering support for all her decisions!"
"Wanfeng No. 12580 seconds that!"
"Hehe, I second that too!"
