Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Students who have gotten the ball, please e up here. Thank you,” the MC smiled as he said.
After a mad scramble, a couple of girls emerged victorious, clutching the ball in their hands.
The boys tried to snatch the balls away but they were no match for the girls.
The MC said, “The game is simple. There are six people, so there will be three teams of two in total. I have a few blown-up balloons here and without using your hands or putting them on the ground, you are to pop as many balloons as you can in one minute. Whoever wins will not only get a prize from us, but can also state a small request. Of course, the request cannot be too overboard, such as asking Young Master Feng for a kiss or things like that. Even if you’re not afraid of being trampled, I am.”
Upon hearing the rules, Sun Huiwen immediately hugged Feng Shengyang’s arm and announced, “I want to be on the same team as Brother Shengyang!”
Feng Shengyang did not look happy as there was no smile on his lips.
What fun was such a game then?
He remembered that this was not what had been agreed to.
The MC did not dare to reject Sun Huiwen, so he could only smile and say, “Then, the rest of the students, please form your own teams of two.”
The teams were formed quickly and the game started.
Feng Shengyang looked like he was not really interested in playing. On the other hand, Sun Huiwen was really excited. Upon hearing that the game had started, she placed the balloon between the two of them and hugged Feng Shengyang tightly by jumping onto him.
The force in which she did so was too much and since Feng Shengyang didn’t want to fall backwards, he could only hold her hands to stabilize himself.
Sun Huiwen, however, didn’t seem interested in popping the balloons. Instead, she pressed herself close to Feng Shengyang and began rubbing against him as if trying to seduce him with her body.
Such a suggestive scene riled the crowd.
Some girls glared at Sun Huiwen unhappily, thinking her a vixen.
Some other girls were heartbroken as they thought about Sun Huiwen’s relationship with Feng Shengyang.
Luckily, a minute passed by quickly.
Feng Shengyang’s face sank a little but still maintained his mild, elegant smile.
Sun Huiwen stood by his side, a picture of bliss.
The MC said, “The game has ended and it looks like our Young Master Feng went easy. Was he trying to let his fans win? That’s so considerate~”
Upon hearing this, Feng Shengyang’s fan all clapped.
However, someone saw the truth of the matter.
Han Qiqing chuckled with her lips pursed before leaning in to Mu Xiaoxiao’s ear from behind. “Went easy? He didn’t even play! Look at his expression! It’s almost devoid of a smile.”
Mu Xiaoxiao looked at Yin Shaojie beside and tugged at his hand. “Hey, did you arrange for this to happen?”
Yin Shaojie spread his arms and smiled nonchalantly, “There’s nothing wrong with playing a game with fans, right? He’s a superstar, so it’s reasonable to assume he can deal with it. Also, interacting with his fans is also advantageous for his image.”
To other stars, this was indeed nothing.
However, Feng Shengyang was different. Even if he went on variety shows, he never participated in games. The people who invited him had to indulge in and acmodate him.
Mu Xiaoxiao didn’t know whether to laugh or to cry. She felt as though Feng Shengyang was about to quit and leave.
Just then, the MC announced, “Now, we have our next game! This game is very exciting! Bring the prop!”
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