"Heh heh." Wang Yun let out two merciless sarcastic chuckles.
Anyone in the entertainment industry has some talent—except for Sang Ning, who acts all high and mighty!
"Sang Ning's simply useless!" Wang Yun couldn't help but blurt out.
[Hahaha, girl, you're too bold! Have you forgotten the terror of Sang Ning's dominance? You dare to diss her to her face?]
[But she didn't lie though! Did you guys not watch Sang Ning's live singing and dancing videos? Her singing hurts the ears, her dancing hurts the eyes—Sang Ning seriously lacks any artistic sense.]
[But she's got some *martial* artistic sense! Her career path is totally misplaced; with skills like hers, shouldn't she go be a cop instead?]
[Whatever, at least her face is genuinely beautiful. That face alone is enough for her to make it in the entertainment industry.]
"Talent? How about chest-breaking with big stones? Wanna see? I can stack two stones on my chest at once." Sang Ning said this with complete sincerity.
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