She spoke lightly, with a faint smile, as calmly as if she were discussing going to a teahouse for tea.
Yet, the simple sentence contained an overwhelming presence.
The judges, who had never expected Ye Wanlan to be so blunt, were shocked into stillness.
Their faces were filled with disbelief as they stared at Ye Wanlan.
"…"
The entire venue fell into momentary silence; even the live broadcast's comment section froze.
The first to react were the staff backstage, who urgently cut off the live broadcast.
The screen went black, but the words previously spoken by Ye Wanlan had already been heard by the audience.
[Did I hear wrong? Did she just withdraw from the competition on stage??!]
[Has Ye Wanlan lost her mind? Who does she think she is, being so sure she writes better than Miss Fu Qiao?]
[Those who can only recognize "Fu Style" shouldn't be commenting!]
[One word, thrilling! Two words, so cool! Three words, Sister Ye is fierce!]