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Li Lu stood on the stage. She didn't know whether to leave or not.

Nian Wei was sandwiched between Jiang Yu and Li Lu. She didn't know what to say.

After a long while, she asked Jiang Yu in a low voice, "What should we do? Are we just going to stand here? Until Li Lu speaks?"

Jiang Yu looked at her and then at Li Lu. "I don't know. I guess so."

Nian Wei sighed and continued in a low voice, "My legs are going numb from standing up."

Li Lu was already embarrassed and angry. The knuckles of the hand that was holding the trophy had already turned white. It seemed that she had used all her strength to hold the trophy so that it did not fall to the ground.

Looking at her expression, Jiang Yu could not tell whether it was because she could not bear to or simply felt pity for her. She picked up the microphone and spoke, trying to help her out.