Tang Qian's face suddenly turned cold.
She couldn't take it anymore.
Ever since she appeared, that Fan Qingbo kept following her.
Every time she looked up, she could see his eerie smile.
Su Kenian was sick, and Tang Qian didn't even have the mood to scold her, she just brushed past.
"Sister Qian!" Fan Qingbo suddenly called out to her.
"What?" Tang Qian snapped back.
Fan Qingbo smiled, "Tonight we both need to give it our all."
The two most likely to end up at the bottom were them, but Fan Qingbo had already won over two brothers who were normally friendly with her, and they would come to throw money at her.
So, Tang Qian was doomed to be last!
Tang Qian heard her words, found her boring, and turned to leave.
Soon, it was evening.
To be fair and avoid malicious competition, they drew lots for the order, streaming one by one.
Before drawing, Bai Zhi'er asked Tang Qian, "Which position do you want to draw?"
Tang Qian was stunned, "The last one maybe..."
