webnovel

The Long-awaited Mr Han

"Take me in, I'll do anything you want me to!" In her previous life, Lu Man is sent to prison after being framed by her step-sister and an asshole. After being released from prison, the only thing that greets her is her mother's tombstone. Seeing the asshole and bitch getting happily along together like one big family with her birth father and step-mother, she sets out to die together with the asshole and her step-sister in fiery flames. The moment she opens her eyes again, she finds herself back on the very day she was framed. Resolutely jumping out the window and climbing next door, she seeks refuge from the man occupying the room there. But who would have guessed that the man is the brilliant hunk she has always admired from afar in her past life? She vows to rub her eyes clean and be more discerning of people. She wants to make everyone who owed her in the past to pay her back! "Young Master Han, can you let me hug your other arm too?" "Actually, I have one more, do you want it?" "…"

As If Dawn · Urban
Zu wenig Bewertungen
3588 Chs

I'm Not Scared That You Will Become Proud

Redakteur: Atlas Studios

Ma Xianghuan smiled and said, "But after watching your performance, I realized that Xiao Huang's comments about you were too low. Lu Man really acts very well. So I gave 9.4, but it's not high at all. Lu Man's performance deserves 9.4 or 9.6. It was just that I discussed it with Lian Fang and we decided that between the two of us, she'll give 9.6 and I'll give 9.4. The remaining 0.2 had been withheld because I'm scared you will become proud."

When the audience heard that, they all laughed.

They did not think that even though Teacher Ma was so old, he'd still understand Internet phrases quite well.

But after he said that, Han Zhuoli's 9.8 did not seem exaggerated at all.

Based on Ma Xianghuan's words, giving any high mark was suitable!

But the emcee still had to ask Han Zhuoli about it.

After all, it was rare that Han Zhuoli would personally be a judge. Not asking anything felt like a waste.