#Nolan Morrison, I love you. Although you got married, I didn't pick the wrong idol.#
#Ah ah ah... Just get married then, Nolan, you belong to Star Lake.#
Matilda Jenkins edged over to glance at the number of fans watching the live broadcast, and this glance scared her stiff, a hundred thousand, a million...
She shivered, Adam Edward couldn't count that many, it was frightening. How could there be so many idle people? Don't they have anything to do?
When the barrage of comments was less intense, Nolan Morrison continued, "Next, I'm going to talk about the third thing. It might be a bit sudden, you might not be able to accept it, but I've already made up my mind, so I want to tell you my decision."
Matilda Jenkins suddenly became nervous, grabbing Nolan Morrison's hand, looking at him eagerly.
