There was a moment of confusion as the crowd looked alternately at the two women who stood up at the same time.
It took them a moment before they finally settled their gazes at the named person.
"Err..." The host was also taken aback for a moment and forgot what to say, but she quickly recovered and continued as if nothing happened. "May we invite Miss Song Xuantin to the stage, please?"
As if someone had pressed on the resume button, everyone continued with what they were doing.
The videographers and photographers took videos and pictures of Song Xuantin while the journalists continued jotting on their notes to write their draft.
Song Xuantin threw a glance at Xiong Wuyue then at Xiong Zhi and finally went up to the stage with a graceful bearing.
No one gave attention to the woman who stood up abruptly.
