32.5
20.1
19.3
...
Ji You was so anxious that her face turned red and her neck thickened; she wished she could cover her face and cry. 20s, 30s, fine, but to actually get a 19 – it's so shameful she wanted to smash her head on the ground—
Ji You wanted to try again...
Then she heard Mu Jianling say, "Step down."
Her tone was flat and emotionless.
Ji You covered her face.
Mu Jianling glanced at her indifferently and said, "Someone like you, try a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times, you still won't break a hundred."
Ji You: "..."
That hit her right in the feels.
The crowd erupted into raucous laughter.
Yue Qiguang laughed the most exaggeratedly, slapping his thigh hard, "Hahaha... Idiot! You've provided enough jokes for dad for an entire year. You're the best! You're awesome! You're amazing! The only thing dad is willing to accept is you!"
Ji You was speechless.
She silently went back to her team.