Wen Ming was as calm as ever; she had already learned the results from Tan You. So compared to the others, she appeared composed and unfazed, carrying herself with the air of a seasoned veteran.
Perhaps because he saw how composed Wen Ming was, the chief director suddenly asked, "Ms. Wen Ming, can you predict your ranking?"
Wen Ming hadn't expected the director to call on her while she was just sitting there quietly. She lifted her gaze slightly. "I'm not sure. I'd even accept last place. That would just mean I have a lot of room for improvement."
She never had an arrogant personality to begin with, and the more she honed her craft, the more humble she became.
The director was a little disappointed he couldn't get a rise out of Wen Ming, but he was also aware of her status in the industry and didn't dare to actually stir up drama. "Ms. Wen Ming, you're being too modest. You did very well in this performance, placing second."
