Everyone present was looking at the screen in disbelief, unable to comprehend what they were seeing!
"Heavens!"
"Didn't they repair the system? I thought they fixed it?"
"What the hell is happening now?"
"It's Zhang Ye again?"
"Fuck, I'm going crazy!"
"Your sister, can we please have a different winner than him?!"
"Start the next draw. I refuse to believe that it will still be him!"
"Right, it must just be a coincidence. He won't be the winner of the next draw for sure!"
"Damn, if it's Zhang Ye again, I'll eat the table!"
The Spring Festival Gala's executive director had an odd expression showing.
An assistant director next to him did not believe this would keep happening and immediately exclaimed, "I'll do the calling. Stop!"
Chen Ye hit the stop button.
—Zhang Ye!
The Spring Festival Gala's overall planner said, "Stop!"
—Zhang Ye!
