The senior brothers don't intend to perform for free.
Ji Zhangzhuo called from overseas, repeatedly reminding, "The scene must be grand and magnificent! It's best if our country's martial arts leave a deep impression in everyone's minds."
Duan Xiayou resisted the urge to roll his eyes, "Have you thought about it? If we attract too much attention, what will happen to the competitions afterward? Will people find them boring and tasteless? The entire competition could fall apart."
"So what? Anyway, Miaomiao's performance will be refreshing for everyone," Ji Zhangzhuo didn't hide his true nature in front of his own people, "As for other people, what does it have to do with me?"
Why would he care about the organizer's thoughts or the thoughts of those who want to become famous?
He seems to be sociable, but in reality, he has a very small heart, accommodating only those closest to him.
"But Miaomiao will be upset."
