eed to practice more.This level is an insult to me.Soon, Si Yechen had kicked the last person to the corner of the wall. The man cried out in pain and fell, his head gushing blood.Looking at the room..."I want another drink." Si Ye Chen looked at the juice in Ou Yan's hand. "I'm a little thirsty."

She raised her eyes and gestured to the juice in front of him, "Don't you have some"

Here's your translation:" the girl on stage, asked in a soft voice, “I wonder where I lost”Some people say that there is something fishy about this competition, and that the Chinese judges are definitely favoring Chinese cont...