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"Oh, right. Tonight's the final match of the Golden Microphone Awards at 8: 10. Do you want to come and watch?" Ann Ya's eyes sparkled with hope. This time, she was in the finals.

Lee Ming frowned: "I've been a bit busy at the company recently."

"Oh, alright then." The light in Ann Ya's eyes dimmed. "If they really can't come, then forget it."

"I'll try to set the time. Eight o'clock