The veins on his forehead popped, his whole face turned red, and sweat dripped from his temples. Especially since Shang Feifei was stepping on his foot, it hurt even more. He raced forward at breakneck speed, eager to finish this round. Meanwhile, Shang Feifei, with a rose in her mouth, kept her cool, inching the rose over and then pushing the stem against the vase's inner wall, completing the task smoothly.
While she was holding the rose, Han Yifan took a break and calmed down. Despite being a bit clumsy, he completed the task successfully here too. The director timed them: "Three minutes and five seconds."
"Not bad, not bad." The elderly couple applauded them. Han Yifan finally caught his breath but then glanced at Shang Feifei and smiled.
Next up was the elderly couple. Although they were quite old, during the competition between the previous two couples, the husband moved to the side and observed carefully.
