Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Feng Shengyangâs gaze met Yin Shaojieâs as he grinned.
Just then, the MC came up. With a gentle smile, he said, âYoung Master Feng, letâs throw the ball instead.â
Feng Shengyang looked at the host and stopped in his tracks.
âThrow the ball? Sure.â
Then, he threw the ball in Mu Xiaoxiaoâs direction.
He didnât throw it forcefully.
The little ball traced an arc across the sky.
Just as the ball was about to reach Mu Xiaoxiao, a hand shot out and slapped the ball aside.
The small ball deviated from its original course and flew into the crowd nearby. Instantly, the students began to buzz with noise and excitement.
Some people wanted to move forward and get closer to Feng Shengyang.
For others, were crazy about getting the ball because Yin Shaojie had touched it.
The snatching match turned everyone upside down and it was only because of the MC controlling the situation that a stampede did not occur.
The person who caught the ball was a girl. She hid it against her chest tightly, as though it were her life.
Suddenly, someone said, âGive me the ball and Iâll pay you a thousand dollars!â
âIâll give you five thousand!â
âGive it to me and Iâll give you ten thousand!â
âIâll give you twenty thousand!â
It suddenly turned into an auctionâ¦
Mu Xiaoxiao was in disbelief as she watched the girls and listened as the prices they called out skyrocketed.
Did they have to be so dramatic?
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The girls could only leave in disappointment.
The MC smiled as he said, âCongrats to our first lucky person. Please come over here.â
The girl walked over.
Feng Shengyang saw how she had rejected so many people and felt proud that she had not been moved by money.
She was a true fan.
Feng Shengyang felt pleased.
âHey, student, I didnât expect you to like Young Master Feng that much. May I ask what part of him you like the most?â The MC looked at the girl and held out the microphone to her.
The girl lowered her head and looked a little awkward. She didnât speak.
The emcee encouraged her, âCome on, donât be shy.â
Finally, the girl spoke, âActually, the person I like is Young Master Jie.â
It was evident that she had only put in so much effort to grab the ball because it had been touched by Young Master Jie.
The MC said, âUhâ¦â
This was a little awkward!
Feng Shengyangâs originally proud and smiling expression faded.
The MC hurried to mediate the atmosphere. âThatâs great, you have good taste! However, since youâve already gotten the ball, youâre welcome to play the game. Okay?â
âOkay,â the girl said.
The MCâs offered the bamboo basket to Feng Shengyang for him to take the second ball.
âLetâs see whoâs going to be the second lucky person!â
He could pretend that nothing had happened, but Feng Shengyang could not.
He passed an icy glance over the smiling Yin Shaojie.
Feng Shengyang walked over again, trying to get Mu Xiaoxiao to come up again.
Mu Xiaoxiao didnât know whether to laugh or to cry and said exasperatedly, âFeng Shengyang, can you stop throwing it to me?â
Feng Shengyang stopped in his tracks and harrumphed.
He moved his hand and threw the small ball flippantly.
He didnât care who got the ball anymore as he took the other two and threw them out consecutively.