NOVEL NEXT WORLD chapter 8
The Queen’s Flirtations (1 / 2)
The expressions of the guests present varied greatly.
The male guests, unaware of the situation, sported a mocking smile.
They felt fortunate in their hearts, glad that they had acted quickly, otherwise, they would have been faced with a tough choice.
Having to choose isn’t the scary part; it’s being the one left over that’s awkward.
The female guests, except for Tang Wan, couldn’t exactly say their expressions were pleasant.
Qiao Sisi, who had received professional training, had a glint in her eye that quickly vanished as she asked, “So, who exactly is Xinran pairing up with?”
If Fang Zhou refuses, doesn’t that mean she can only pair up with Sun Haotian?
Sun Haotian, whose greeting was ignored, had an awkward smile on his honest face.
He scratched his head and laughed heartily.
“If Xinran thinks I’m unreliable, that’s okay too.”
Although he said this, he was already feeling a bit dissatisfied.
His eyes glanced over at Fang Zhou, who was still daydreaming, thinking: What’s so good about that brat? Aside from a good-looking face, he’s just a washed-up game streamer.
In terms of money and connections, can he compare to me? Chu Xinran is still too young, not yet weathered by society’s harshness, unaware of the importance of money.
But no matter, he prefers them young, and Chu Xinran’s face is exactly to his liking.
Sun Haotian is willing to indulge her whims, after all, the show has just begun, and everyone is on the same starting line.
Fang Zhou, who was mistakenly thought to be on the same starting line but was actually waiting at the finish line: Huh?
A clear look of astonishment appeared on his face.
Why would Chu Xinran choose him?
Shouldn’t she wish to stay as far away from him as possible? After all, he had said some pretty harsh words before… anyone would feel they were jerkish.
Looking at Chu Xinran’s dewy eyes filled with expectation, Fang Zhou’s heart tightened, and he immediately sensed something was amiss.
No, he couldn’t pair up with Chu Xinran; she must have other ideas in mind.
Fang Zhou shook his head repeatedly, voicing his refusal.
“I accidentally took a fall yesterday, my leg is still not quite right, I’m afraid I won’t be able to carry you.”
“I’d better go be the host.”
As soon as he said this, the expressions of several female guests changed.
Chu Xinran’s face showed clear disappointment as she sighed, “Oh,”
Qiao Sisi raised an eyebrow, seemingly pleased with the outcome.
Han Xi exchanged a glance with Fang Zhou, then quickly looked away.
The remaining Qin Yun’s lips curled into a smile, just as gentle as before.
She clapped her hands, organizing everyone to move on, ready to start the game.
“Alright, then Xinran will pair up with Sun Haotian. Let’s go warm up now, take a look at the arena, we can start right away.”
The barrage in the live broadcast room has already started a new round of mockery.
“Seriously, did I hear that right? Fang Zhou actually turned down the school belle? He really doesn’t know what’s good for him.”
“Hahaha, a man can’t say he can’t do it, Fang Zhou needs to stand firm!”
“I noticed he was walking with a bit of a limp just now, he might really be injured, let’s not be too malicious.”
Some female fans have already been won over by Fang Zhou’s face, starting to speak up for him.
In fact, Fang Zhou was telling the truth.
Yesterday, he went to buy milk tea and, being too focused on his phone, didn’t watch his step and indeed took a tumble.
Arriving at the competition venue, this was a beach track already set up by the production team, with obstacles like railings and stools placed on it.
Chapter 8: The Flirtation of the Mature Lady (2/2)
And those four apple slices were also hung high, it seemed that the female guests would have to stretch their necks to reach them.
Qin Yun cleared her throat softly, organizing everyone to warm up.
“Remember to stretch first, otherwise you’ll cramp up when you start running.”
Fang Zhou, following the instructions of the race, got the timer placed on the side, and soon we’ll see who’s fast and who’s slow by the timer’s results.
“Sisi, don’t worry, with my speed, I’m definitely taking first place!”
Qi Le, determined to make up for offending Qiao Sisi with his earlier remark, resolved to perform well.
After all, she’s a top female star, to date her would be such an honor!
Qiao Sisi swung her arms, looking at Qi Le in front of her, laughing foolishly while boasting, a trace of disdain flashed in her eyes.
She thought to herself: This man better be somewhat useful, to give her options, she didn’t want to end up sleeping in a cave.
Han Xi stood by, watching his partner Dong Donghui begin to take off his suit jacket, without saying a word.
Sun Haotian was teasing Chu Xinran.
“Xinran, don’t worry, even if we have to sleep in a cave, I’ll protect you.”
He was quite calm, knowing he didn’t have an advantage in physical strength, and brought it up proactively.
Chu Xinran glanced at him, then at Fang Zhou who was fiddling with the timer in the distance, lowered her eyelids, and responded softly.
“Mhm, let’s do our best together.”
Hearing the sweet encouragement, Sun Haotian suddenly felt a surge of strength fill him.
The remaining group was also actively warming up.
Seeing that the warm-up was almost done, Qin Yun came to the finish line with Fang Zhou, ready to start the race.
“Is your leg really hurt?”
Qin Yun spoke with a breathy voice that only the two of them could hear, smiling while reaching out, ready to take the timer from Fang Zhou’s hand.
They both had to time the race, and comparing the results at the end would prevent any accidents.
Fang Zhou nodded and responded with a word.
“Really.”
He didn’t want to say too much to Qin Yun; cameras were everywhere, and if it got broadcasted, his cover would be blown.
Fang Zhou handed the timer in his right hand to Qin Yun. At the moment of exchange, he distinctly felt his palm grazed by Qin Yun’s nails.
Not too light, nor too heavy, like a leaf falling into a tranquil lake, rippling gently.
Fang Zhou looked down and caught Qin Yun’s eye, noticing her gentle demeanor, indiscernible whether it was intentional or accidental.
Others might not see it, but Fang Zhou knew clearly in his heart.
This woman was definitely doing it on purpose, provoking him.
As a clinical doctor, meticulousness was ingrained in Qin Yun’s bones; she would never make such a rookie mistake.
Qin Yun picked up the timer and turned around, her long curly hair casually drawing a beautiful arc in the air.
Fang Zhou could even catch the faint scent of osmanthus from her, silent and unobtrusive, invading his senses.
Just like Qin Yun herself, seemingly restrained but actually had everything planned out in advance.
Fang Zhou couldn’t help but start to wonder, did Qin Yun come to this show by plan, or by accident?
Logically, the list was only confirmed a week ago, and Fang Zhou had gotten in through the back door. The production team had also done a good job keeping it a secret, with no information leaked online.
How could Qin Yun possibly have discovered his whereabouts?
But then, thinking of her status as a university professor, Fang Zhou suddenly felt nothing was impossible.
Well, it’s just dealing with a scheming, delicate idol; under so many watchful eyes, she probably wouldn’t do anything.
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