Another person had also seen it and chuckled lightly, not caring much as he said, "Maybe they felt embarrassed that their team wasn’t wanted, so they had to stage such a drama? Which sponsor company would swarm over all at once with no movement for a week?"
The person from before commented, "That’s true..."
Ziyan was warming up when he heard this, looked over nonchalantly, and sneered lightly, "No real skill, just lots of show." freeweɓnovel.cѳm
Everyone laughed, treating the situation like a great spectacle.
Eight o’clock sharp.
The race was about to begin.
Teams from other rest areas began to make their way to the race track.
At the racing scene, two commentators were passionately narrating the entering teams.
The stands were also packed with spectators.
The race had been hotly debated online a week before it took place and naturally attracted many racing enthusiasts to watch.
Ziyan’s Team A was the first to enter.
The moment the five of them appeared, the crowd burst into an array of exclamations.
Not only because of Ziyan’s own fame but also because her team uniform was plastered with too many logos!
They crowded almost the entire left half of the chest and arms!
So many sponsorships, aside from the money, the honor and recognition from the sponsors were indeed enviable!
Almost the instant Ziyan appeared, all the cameras in the venue were directed at her, the official and exclusive livestream of Ziyan’s team immediately exploded.
"Ziyan is so cool" and other similar remarks flooded the screen.
The director watched the popularity in the livestream skyrocket and let out a satisfied sigh of relief.
He directed the cameras to closely follow Ziyan’s team.
With Ziyan’s team setting the stage, when the other three teams appeared, they seemed quite dull in comparison and received little attention, with the cameras merely glancing over them.
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