"Hello! Mom—"
Just as she answered, there came a busy tone from the other end, resonating in Song Song's eardrums.
She suddenly felt a sigh of relief as her mother had a fiery temper, probably lacking the patience to wait for her to pick up, so she hung up first.
Fortunately, she hung up, otherwise, she would surely die a miserable death today.
Just then, there was a hurried knock on the door, scaring Song Song enough to drop her phone and rush to open the door. As soon as she opened it, she saw Qiao Yu standing outside, looking anxious, adjusting her clothes as she said, "Just got the notice, the competition is starting now, how are you doing with your preparations? Can you work with me and Zhou Yunxian?"
"..." This news was like a bolt from the blue for Song Song, she was just checking cooking materials!
Now she was completely stunned.
"I, I don't know." Song Song's hands began to tremble.
