"Are you all together?" Shen Qinglan asked.
"No!" The eight shook their heads.
Shen Qinglan saw that they all seemed honest, and their eyes were quite clear, so she chose them.
If any of them were wrongly chosen, it wouldn't be a matter of her poor judgment, but rather their exceptional acting skills.
Shen Qinglan quickly looked at the remaining crowd, "Who knows how to take care of flowers?"
She went there today and found that the courtyard had quite a few flowers, but since no one had managed them for a long time, they had lost their beauty and looked somewhat messy.
"I, I can!"
A young man in his twenties stepped forward.
"Anyone else?" Shen Qinglan scanned the crowd.
"There's me!"
A man in his thirties hesitated for a moment and finally stepped forward.
"Why did you hesitate just now?" Shen Qinglan raised her eyebrows, "Do you think your skills are lacking?"
