Muying's title of Goddess can only belong to her!
The crowd surrounded Dong Yingluo like stars around the moon, generously praising her and belittling Ning Xixi—
"Yingluo, I knew you would be first!"
"Yes, it's truly deserved. Unlike some people who just piggyback on the heartthrob's popularity..."
"What does it matter if she piggybacked? In the end, isn't it our Yingluo who won with genuine ability?"
Cheng Youran listened with indignation, "Have you people had enough..."
Ning Xixi held her back, shaking her head at her, signaling her not to mind these people.
They were merely petty people who lifted themselves by putting others down; the more she dealt with them, the more vigorous they became.
Her disdain, in Dong Yingluo's eyes, turned into a timid retreat.
After fully enjoying everyone's compliments, she smiled gracefully, "Thank you everyone, I'm going to receive my award on stage now."
"Go ahead!"
Holding up her white ancient-style dress, she walked onto the stage.
