This is a dream that can be easily realized. However, for everyone to have dreams and everyone to work hard, that’s still quite difficult.
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After this brief pep talk, the two who just ntioned they wanted to quit the ga for instant noodles went silent. Shu Ran pretended not to hear, and Guan Yu played dumb and picked her nose.
Li Yang was nearby, savoring the taste of spicy chicken feet while laughing at them.
"Are you lying? When Brother Huai and his team hadn’t all been eliminated, everyone just didn’t want to be last. Now that they’re in last place, who sitting here doesn’t want to try harder to be first?"
"This one here may not want to."
Zhao Yu patted Mu Qiu’s chair back.
Li Yang: "Huh? Who are you talking about?"
Shu Ran: "Has she confused you with her acting?"
"She’s used every trick in the book to play the ga. Her brain is practically sparking," Guan Yu rolled her eyes. "Anyone might not want to be first, but not her."
Even Cheng Zhirang chid in: "Not her."
It seed everyone had a unified perception of Mu Qiu—living to play the ga and fight for first place.
Zhao Yu lifted his hand from her chair and patted Mu Qiu’s shoulder, saying: "She is the Purifier."
"......"
Guan Yu imdiately changed her tune: "Oh, then she really doesn’t want to be first."
Li Yang: "Hahahahaha Mu Qiu, what are you? A what? Hahahahahaha!"
Mu Qiu looked at them expressionlessly, especially at Li Yang who was laughing so hard his head was about to fall off, then gave a fake smile.
"So funny, hahaha... Give back my spicy chicken feet! Watch yank your head off and make it into spicy tianlinggai!"
Li Yang quickly ran away.
Shu Ran folded her arms, her gaze following them. When they finally settled down a bit, she leaned forward like negotiating, tapping her nails on the table, making a knock-knock sound.
"Mu Qiu and Zhao Yu are spreading so much false information that it’s impossible to tell if what they’re saying is true. And how do you know she’s a Purifier? Any clues?"
"Yes, very important and troubleso to find clues."
Zhao Yu made a book-holding gesture with both hands, pretending to open a diary.
"This is a diary of Teacher Xiao Qiu, recording her daily life of universal love."
The others: "???"
Mu Qiu imdiately tried to cover Zhao Yu’s mouth, but he dodged her.
"Don’t be nervous. Let recall a couple of passages. Only with facts can we confidently claim we didn’t lie."
Sitting across, Chu Qiu exclaid: "Mu Qiu, your ears are all red!"
Cheng Zhirang’s gaze imdiately shifted to the tips of her ears.
They were really red.
Mu Qiu knew she couldn’t stop Zhao Yu’s rebellious act, so she lowered her head and fiddled with her fingers, feeling vexed.
She had also written such diaries before. It was nothing to complain about in private.
But now, reading it out loud in front of so many people and caras, she felt a little ashad, like exposing the "love story of the Seven Fairies and the Princes of Great Britain" she wrote in elentary school.
A bit shaful.
This kind of reaction was rare for her, which instantly piqued Guan Yu’s interest, prompting Zhao Yu to hurry up and read.
"Hurry, hurry, what could make Mu Qiu’s ears turn red?! I’m about to hear what’s in that diary!"
Zhao Yu dodged to the right, avoiding Mu Qiu’s stealthy hand, pretending to recite from the air, adding embellishnts.
"March 20th, rain. The continuous drizzle outside seems like the clouds have turned into old cotton, unable to hold tears anymore, thus falling, just like my desolate heart.
March 25th, sunny. I lost my wallet, but a student returned it to . Young people today are so nice-looking, well-proportioned, and slender.
March 29th, rain. My heart is like a sour apricot soaked in brine, and the cause is that my colleague has a crush on the boy I t, what should I do?"
"Here cos the highlight, everyone.
April 30th, I decided to let go and fulfill their wish. Who am I? I am Teacher Xiao Qiu. My love should be vast and broad, not confined to one person. What I should do is save all beings!"
Cheng Zhirang looked down, stifling laughter.
Li Yang: "Pfft—"
Guan Yu: "Which brilliant staff mber wrote this? I bet it took them ages to decide to search for lancholic online phrases."
Chu Qiu was already slapping his thigh in laughter: "This character must be a daydreaming, adolescent girl."
Shu Ran: "It’s so cringy it gives the shivers."
"I think the phrasing and wording are quite good," Shen Zhousong touched his shaved head, arching an eyebrow. "The staff must have put a lot of thought into matching Mu Qiu’s true identity."
Mu Qiu forced a smile: "No need. Also, Comrade Zhao Yu, there was no ntion of a ’sour apricot’ in the diary, could you please not add your secondary creations?"
Zhao Yu: "All for the sake of highlighting your sacred and talented image!"
"Not needed!"
She lunged forward, grabbing Zhao Yu by the shoulders and shaking vigorously.
"Let shake the water out of your brain’s old cotton!"
"This is clearly a case of biting the hand that feeds you, murdering a teammate. Is such a person really a Purifier? Just for writing a couple of adolescent diary entries?" Guan Yu asked.
"No... no, not that... uh, Mu Qiu, take it easy!"
Cheng Zhirang placed his hand on Mu Qiu’s wrist, finally freeing Zhao Yu from her tornt.
"Ahem, the diary also ntioned, after the apocalypse began, she went out to save people, but never as many as the traitors killed, until she discovered a special ability."
"What ability? The ability to save people?"
"What else could it be?" Mu Qiu resignedly said, "After all, she is the Xiao Qiu Teacher who loves to save all beings."
"If this is true," Guan Yu tapped the table with the leg of her sunglasses, hesitated for a couple of seconds, then blurted out, "then the show’s producers are really an."
Shu Ran offered another bout of mockery: "Mu Qiu must have put in so much effort to eliminate people, only now to be told she’s the Purifier. No wonder she looks so depressed."
The producers really are an hahaha.
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The few of them were gloating so gleefully, their expressions unknowably joyous. Mu Qiu piled her hands, resting her chin on the back of her hands, and made soft cooing sounds from her throat.
"But I think this clue is ant to confuse . I don’t believe it, so I’ve decided to first find a card to save people in the next round and see if the producers are really that an."
"Whether you can save people or not, the producers are equally an."
"You can’t say that," Chu Qiu popped up to speak well of the producers, "the producers are very nice, especially the director. Look at my stylish ripped jeans..."
A group of people jumped forward to cover his mouth.
Guan Yu: "Did you pocket so dirty money from the director?"
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