Li Yang righteously refused her idea of cheating.
Mu Qiu sat up straight, hands on her knees, took out the MVP red armband from her pocket, and wrapped it around her eyes.
Listening to the lively noise, she was afraid she wouldn't be able to resist opening her eyes.
Next door, Li Yang lay back on the couch, repeating his brilliant performance while shamefully giving her a verbal description.
"Now my hand is waving in mid-air fanning... I looked at the director, the director didn't respond to me... I'm desperate, the fanning hand gradually stops, eyes open, close, then open again, close again... finally, they powerlessly fall down..."
A row of people on the right leaned out to watch his brilliant performance. Hearing this straightforward description, they sweated heavily for Mu Qiu's comprehension skills.
Three seconds of silence followed the description, then Mu Qiu slowly and firmly started clapping.
"Clap—Clap—Clap"
