Author: Filthy Machine Translation
Feng Yulin's eyes were burning with excitement. This kid was so darn cute.
"Countdown of ten seconds." The emcee looked at the big screen. "10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1! Stop!"
2The count on the big screen stopped.
Class A 1's count stopped at the highest point, dropping the second place Class A 2 by more than 200 votes.
2Ouyang Ye looked at the big screen happily and held Ai Zhiqi's hand tightly. "We won."
2"Yes, yes." Ai Zhiqi was also very happy.
2Ling Jue seemed to have known the result. Perhaps everyone had something they liked.
It was just like when she first heard about Liang Zhu's story and Romeo and Juliet's story.
A foreign story, an ancient story.
Everyone had a Jianghu and an ancient version of themselves in their hearts.
They hoped that they were the heroine who ran the Jianghu.
They hoped that they were the princess who lived in the palace and would do anything for love...
2Therefore, it was within her expectations that this story would win.
[I won, but I'm not happy because my Lord Jue is about to leave me.]
2[I don't know when I'll be able to start the live broadcast again.]
2[I want to see Lord Jue. I've already followed his Weibo, but he has never posted selfies.]
2[Sigh, from now on, I'll go to the entrance of Molk and squat at Lord Jue. I'll just take a look from afar...]
2The host continued to speak. "Thank you all for coming. The Orientation Party has come to a successful conclusion. The first place goes to the juniors of Class A 1, the second place goes to the juniors of Class A 2, and the third place goes to the juniors of Class A 6. Now, let's invite President Feng to present the prizes to the first place juniors."
2Feng Yulin glanced at the principal who was broadcasting. "What did you do?''
2"Aren't we all here? Let's go, let's go." Lu Qingyun chuckled.
2The live broadcast shot was in front of him. There was also a cameraman hired by the school. At this moment, the camera was also on him.
Feng Yulin glanced at Lu Qingyun. "You tricked me. Very good."
2He stood up, tidied up his clothes, and walked onto the stage.
The host looked at Feng Yulin with excitement. "Thank you, President Feng. I'm your loyal fan."
2"Thank you." Feng Yulin faintly smiled and took the trophy from the side. He took it and walked over to Ling Jue.
2And the live broadcast was also boiling!
[Shocking! Feng Yulin is actually here! Could it be for my Lord Jue?!]
2[Take a look! He actually handed the trophy to my Lord Jue! Shouldn't he have handed it to Uncle Liang or Marvin?! That's the main character! And Marvin is his nephew!]
2[No! Don't come out, my Lord Jue! Wah! He is mine!]
2[Ahhhhh! Could it be that Feng Yulin and Ling Jue are actually a couple, just like what was posted on the Internet?]
2[Don't be gay, my Lord Jue! You still have so much youth! Can you wait a few days for me? I want to enter Molk! My Lord Jue! Hold on for a little longer!]
2[Feng Yulin must have taken a liking to my Lord Jue's looks! Lord Jue! He doesn't really love you! I do!]
2Lu Qingyun looked at the words of these people on the live stream and sighed. Little kids, you might not know this, but the big bad wolf has already fattened up Xiao Bai and prepared to slaughter him.
2'You don't have a chance anymore!'
2Feng Yulin's tall figure almost covered Ling Jue's figure on the live stream.
He passed the trophy to him with a doting expression and patted his head. "Very good."
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The babies who gave me tips and voted for the monthly votes, I do not know what to say. I was really grateful... Really grateful. Thank you... Thank you...
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