The screen froze.
Ye Li's name appeared on the big screen.
Right there, the last one.
Staring blankly at the screen, Jiang Chengcheng couldn't help but widen her eyes.
She glanced at Ye Li, who looked calm, and couldn't help but curl her lips.
Dumb luck!
Though they say luck is also a part of one's strength, Ye Li's luck is a bit too good, isn't it?
In school, Professor Zhao has always favored her.
She dumped Zhou Hecchen and then, next moment, climbed up to a big shot in the business circle.
Even Ye Li's Studio, with only two people, got the qualification to come to Paris to compete, and now they've squeaked into the preliminaries.
Looking at herself...
The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. Jiang Chengcheng lowered her head and started photoshopping beautiful pictures to post on social media, ignoring whatever the host on stage was saying.