Xia Xibei looked at him in surprise. "You want to do it?"
"Yes!" Nie Zehai nodded. "You have to give me a chance to perform!"
Otherwise, he'd be laughed at by his haters when the show aired.
"Oh." Xia Xibei blinked. "Then you do it."
Nie Zehai breathed a sigh of relief and began to look around.
But with so many tires, which one was theirs?
After thinking about it, he followed his thoughts and stopped in front of a certain tire.
"This one!"
Xia Xibei's expression was a bit strange as she asked, "Are you sure?"
"Yes!" Nie Zehai lifted his head and puffed his chest. "I feel like this is it!"
"But..."
"What?"
"It's for another team."
Nie Zehai froze.
"Huh? How do you know?"
"Because I just saw the purple team stand here for a while and write down the numbers in a notebook."
Nie Zehai was even more confused.
"But..."
