After waiting in line for 30 minutes, the people ahead of them finally spent all their money, and it was Du Qianqian and 102's turn.
The chair was right in front of them, they watched it intently, wondering who would sit in it. They also saw the reactions of the previous people—their faces covered with fine sweat, cheeks turning red, eyes rolling back, many of them falling directly off the chair, almost like they had become someone else. It wasn't until this moment, looking at the chair and the helmet connected to it, that they began to have stage fright.
"I'll pay you, you go ahead and sit," 102 swiped her cash card and invited Du Qianqian to take the seat, "After all, you always say you're an adult, so you do it."
"Might as well try it," Du Qianqian said, nervously seating herself in the chair.
