Simplicity is Beauty

Yao Ailun pushed his glasses up his nose. He was unperturbed. He had been doing very well in his commentator career recently and had begun commenting at some key events in huge league matches. There were a dozen female fans who sent him pictures every day, and they were all sorts of hot, tempting, personal types of pictures.

"Chen Xiu, if you have time to think about such things, why don't you check the formula again from just now? I keep feeling that there's a problem..."