As soon as Liu Bighead finished speaking, everyone's gaze in the room riveted on Wang Hao!
Had gazes the power to penetrate, Wang Hao would have certainly become as riddled as honeycomb briquette—the kind executed by firing squad for ten minutes!
"Who is this guy? How dare he say that none of our skits are any good?!"
"Exactly, I've never seen him before. What's he so full of hot air for? If our stuff isn't up to snuff, then his is?!"
"Who cares about him? Liu Bighead really did great, calling our sketches rubbish at an event like this. Now let's see what he has to say!"
At this moment, Secretary Lin on the stage also spotted Wang Hao and frowned, "Who are you?"
"Hello, my name is Wang Hao. I'm here to support my classmate today," Wang Hao said smilingly, adding, "and to check out the fun."
"Your classmate, who?" Secretary Lin asked curiously. "Which act did they perform?"
"It's that cross-talk act that just got approved," Wang Hao replied. "Yue Peng is my classmate."
