"Don't worry, I won't lose."
Jiang Xiaobai firmly squeezed Qin Xianglian's hand.
Qin Xianglian turned her head to look at him, wanting to say something but kept silent.
The two of them arrived at the competition meeting room, where the media was still waiting solemnly. Seeing Jiang Xiaobai return, the originally tired crowd immediately perked up and swarmed over.
"Mr. Jiang, what are your thoughts on this competition?"
"Mr. Jiang, do you feel hopeless about winning, which is why you're taking a passive stance?"
"Mr. Jiang, have you come back to admit defeat?"
...
Voices from all directions, everyone was talking at once, but no one believed Jiang Xiaobai could win this contest.
Jiang Xiaobai kept a smile on his face, knowing that saying anything to these people was useless now. Only actions could smack them in the face and show them they're wrong.
"Move aside, move aside."
