Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“If you hadn’t held back, this match would have ended, okay.”
Qi Yan casually made a small teacup with a ball of clay. Then she evened out its corners. She could not be bothered to make the bottom of the cup and just brought it up for inspection.
“Aren’t you being too perfunctory?” Ting Jiu’s jaw almost dropped when he saw her actions.
. ‘ In any case, this competition was about speed, not the degree of similarity and beauty of the final product.
Qi Yan placed the last cup on the table. When the director saw it, he imdiately ca over to check.
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