After the competition ended, Han Mingyue immediately called Zhen Yu's mobile phone as soon as she left the venue!
"What are you up to, Xiao Yu?!"
"What else could I be doing at this time? Naturally, I'm working on a script for calligraphy practice! Has your competition ended?"
"Yes! It's over! I'll rest tomorrow, and the awards ceremony will be in the morning the day after!"
"How do you feel about it?"
"Pretty good, I think I might win an award."
Although Han Mingyue was confident about herself, she came from a small place and did not know much about the strength of other contestants, so she didn't dare to be too certain in her statement.
However, Zhen Yu confidently responded from the other end of the phone: "Be more confident! Remove the 'might'!"
Han Mingyue just laughed out loud!
"Heh! Why do you have more confidence in me than I do!?"
"No reason! Just intuition! You know what intuition is, right?"
"…What did you say?"
