After the draw for the two gowns, the host cheerfully announced again:
"Since everyone’s having a great ti, my master has just decided to add two more of his creations for the raffle."
"Wow—!"
The crowd erupted in cheers:
"Q Emperor is truly my idol, he’s so considerate!"
"Fanning over him was the wisest decision I made, I’m so impressed with my own taste!"
"I’ve never seen a designer who pampers his fans like this!"
Everyone was having so much fun; the atmosphere was filled with joy.
The only exception was Qin Wenrou, sitting in the corner, looking ashen-faced.
She had used up all her luck tonight, and she had a premonition that no good news was coming her way.
It must be said that for once, her premonition was spot on.
The items Q Emperor put up for the draw were two baseball caps.
One for n, and one for won.
Both in an understated, elegant peacock green.
The entire cap had smooth lines, with no logos or trademarks, only a letter "Q" stitched inside with light gold silken threads, the designer’s exclusive signature.
Everyone was eager and excited to see the raffle program begin.
Very soon.
The results were out.
Xiangxiang and the 190-pound Whimpering Monster stood up from their seats in disbelief, seeing their seat numbers displayed on the screen.
It was theirs!
Theirs!
"Whimper, Sister Xin, our wish has co true! The green cap is ours!"
The crowd’s envious gazes were unabashedly cast towards them.
Qin Wenrou was jealous to the point she could hardly breathe!
Five people in their group and four got sothing.
What kind of godly luck is that!
As they held onto their gift boxes, even Ao Xinghao, who was used to such events, was elated: "Q Emperor is truly amazing. I hereby declare I’m a fan from now on."
The 190-pound Whimpering Monster: "I’m a fan too!"
Song Anjing: "Hey, hey, you two big guys, don’t compete with us for idols, okay? Q Emperor is for us girls to fan over!"
Xiangxiang: "But Whimpering Monster, aren’t you a fan of Shen Bixue?"
The 190-pound Whimpering Monster scratched his head embarrassedly: "Shen Bixue is my goddess, Q Emperor is my god..."
Everyone: "...Hahaha."
Amidst the laughter, Song Anjing clutched her gown box like a treasure chest, earnestly saying:
"I know I was ridiculously lucky today to win. But I’m really thankful to Q Emperor. He made believe I deserve beautiful things too. I will work hard and study hard. One day, instead of relying on luck, I’ll use the money I earn through my efforts to own all the beautiful things I want in this world. This was a lesson Q Emperor taught . I’m so grateful to him!"
Everyone fell silent for a mont.
They all nodded silently.
Compared to luck, isn’t hard work and perseverance more grounding?
And compared to the costly prizes, isn’t the realization Q Emperor gave them even more priceless?
Xiangxiang suddenly spoke softly: "We should thank Sister Xin for our tickets..."
Song Anjing sheepishly stuck out her tongue: "Xinxin, we’re so close I forgot to thank you!"
The 190-pound Whimpering Monster felt guiltier: "We all got gifts, but Sister Xin didn’t win anything, such a pity..."
Qin Xin, hands in pockets, nonchalantly: "I’m not interested in these things."
Since she designed them herself, she could wear or use them anyti she wanted.
What’s there to feel regretful about.
Ao Xinghao scratched his chin and solemnly said: "Xin, I’ve decided to wear this tailcoat in class from now on, every day for you to enjoy, so you too can feel the joy beautiful things bring..."
Qin Xin speechless: "..."
Do you think you’re Emperor Huo or sothing!
Who’s going to watch you perform.
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