The emcee wanted to say something, but after some thought, he gave up and unconvincingly stretched his hand into the box inside to get the second ballot paper. He thought it was absolutely impossible to have another mishap with this one.
As a result, when he opened the second ballot paper, he saw that it still had only two words written on it, Thomas Mayo!
'There’s no way... This is impossible...' The emcee looked at the ballot paper in his hand.
His face was pale and shook his head repeatedly.
Someone under the stage yelled, "What kind of Goddamn emcee are you? So unprofessional. What on earth are you blathering about? Hurry up! What is the result? Read it out!"
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