Chen Ming sat bolt upright in his suit. When he had watched the clips from other films playing on the big screen earlier, he had worried he would feel awkward watching his own performance if his turn came. But now, his mind was too preoccupied to feel awkward; he just wanted the clips of the other nominees to hurry up and finish.
He found himself gripping the fabric of his suit trousers, wondering why Lingling’s words from the hotel room suddenly popped into his head: "Be careful how you sit, or the seam will burst."
*Right, right, the seam will burst. If I’m the one who wins, I’d better be careful.*
Chapter 67