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"Senior Lin Xian!"
The award ceremony had just ended, and as he was about to head backstage, a devilishly fluffy high ponytail sprung up from below the stage.
Soon after, the familiar petite figure, the familiar crescent-shaped eyes, and the familiar heartwarming smile approached as Chu Anqing jogged over, standing in front of Lin Xian with her hands clasped behind her back.
Lin Xian stepped forward and offered the world competition trophy he had just received:
"Want to take a look? If it weren't for you, I couldn't have won it."
"Wow, it's beautiful! Is it made of pure gold?"
Chu Anqing chuckled as she held the trophy, examining it from top to bottom:
"Hehe, if I can lift it, it's definitely not pure gold. Plus, it feels hollow by its weight."
"Trophies like these generally aren't made of pure gold."
Lin Xian explained:
"Gold is too soft and easily deformed, and besides... with trophies, honor matters more than the actual value, so the material isn't that important."
