At last, faced with Shi Lian's somewhat mocking gaze, Chu Jinghe belatedly realized her approach was inappropriate and stiffly walked to the side, pretending to come over to talk to Shen Yan, "Shen Yan, aren't you warming up? Who are you waiting for?"
Shen Yan's gaze drifted from the racing cars on the track and glanced at Chu Jinghe.
Behind them, two cameras still pressed close, necessitating that some words and expressions maintain their best state.
"The time has not yet come, and there is another person who has not arrived, so no rush."
"Ah? Who else is there?" Chu Jinghe subconsciously asked.
[Right, there's still one amateur we haven't seen.]
[If Shen Yan hadn't reminded me, I would have forgotten about this person.]
[What's with this amateur, acting bigger than a star?]
[It's about to start and they haven't shown up yet, even the live broadcast room is dead silent, not a soul in sight.]
[There are still a few people walking around that broadcast room though.]