Regarding this, Song Zixuan looked like he didn't care on the outside, but he was furious in his mind.
He felt that he, the Prince of Love Song of this generation, lost only because of the flattery from that beautiful host, who was a diehard fan of Bai Xiao!
Song Zixuan squeezed out of the crowd and sat next to Lu Zijia listlessly.
Seeing him like this, Lu Zijia couldn't gloat anymore, so she patted his shoulder and comforted him, "Don't be sad. There's always someone who sings worse than you."
Song Zixuan, who didn't feel comforted at all: "…"
"I made such a huge sacrifice, and you're still mocking me. Where's your conscience?"
Song Zixuan looked at her with resentment in his eyes, like a concubine who was bullied.
Lu Zijia, who found his behavior a bit irritating, looked away silently. She was really trying to comfort him.
Seeing her look away, Song Zixuan's resentment deepened.
