"Yuwei, did we gain a lot of followers today?"
"Yes!"
"Did the fans give us more than 60,000 drumsticks?"
"Yes!"
"Haha! Haha!" Li Jiaqi, hiding under the blanket, suddenly hugged Ye Yuwei and laughed joyfully.
"What are you doing? Let go of me, you're going to strangle me!"
"Yuwei, I'm really so happy. Are we finally about to make it big?" Li Jiaqi suddenly became extremely serious and asked.
Though she can't see the person opposite her, Ye Yuwei knows her friend is definitely staring blankly at her.
"Maybe. But we must be cautious; who knows what schemes those people are brewing." Ye Yuwei also reminded her seriously.
"You're right. Now is not the time to celebrate; our foundation is still unstable."
While the two were discussing this.
In the dance practice room upstairs, Yu Qingjia and several others were sitting there, dejected.
They couldn't believe that the situation they had worked so hard to build had just been shattered by the other side.
