Sylvia's mother felt the gazes of the people around her, lowered her eyelids and looked at her off-the-shoulder low-cut evening dress, then turned her head and asked her daughter in a low voice:

"Am I dressed too formally?"

Sylvia could only laugh and cry to her mother, "I told you before, this is just a football match, not a charity dinner..."

"Hey, if we appear on the live TV screen, I don't want them to turn it over in the future.

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