It seems that the World Basketball League is about to take place at school, and the students are all so excited and thrilled. Cars are driving into the campus, and a long television truck has also parked, indicating that the TV station has arrived.
Tch, is it really necessary to make such a big deal over a small preliminary selection? Even the TV station is here?
Wen Ling, of course, doesn't know that the TV station came because a certain notorious figure in both the underworld and the upper echelons made a call to ensure that they brought their equipment to capture the most spectacular footage for the woman he loves.
The venue is already packed with people.
Bang!
The backstage door was suddenly flung open, and a large group of people entered, as if it were the grand entrance of a star in Shanghai, with one person leading the way and a crowd following behind.
Wen Ling walked in with Xiao Chun, Xiao Sa, Lan Qi, Su Ao, and several other musicians, making a grand entrance.
"Wow, Wen Ling brought so many people with her..."
"No matter how capable she is, she can't compete with Bi Fan. Just look at Zheng Bi Fan's outfit; it's truly a princess dress from Paris Fashion Week. Who among them can surpass Zheng Bi Fan's attire?"
Zheng Bi Fan was surrounded by a group of people, with one doing her hair, another doing her makeup, and a dedicated person doing her nails... She looked more like a princess than a princess herself.
When Zheng Bi Fan saw her competitor Wen Ling, she waved her hand, "Hi, Wen Ling, you dare to take the stage? Hehe, you better work hard and try not to come in last."
Wen Ling smirked, "We never compete for honor, so don't worry, your last place will definitely be reserved for you."
"You..."
Wen Ling ignored the furious Zheng Bi Fan, found a corner, rubbed her hands together, and encouraged her team, "Alright, guys, it's time for us to perform well!"
Wen Ling's team shouted "Victory!" in unison.
After the draw for the performance order, Su Ao returned with a dark expression, mumbling, "Why do my hands smell so bad? I drew the fourteenth spot..."
Lan Qi frowned, "Oh no, that's too far back. We won't get any spotlight. Usually, the third or fourth performances are the most favored. Just think about it; after watching over ten performances, the audience will be tired and ready to sleep. Are the judges not human? They must be tired too. Ao Ao, I'm not saying you, but your hands really do smell quite bad."
Wen Ling frowned, "So, what spot did Zheng Bi Fan draw?"
Su Ao looked like she was about to cry, "Zheng Bi Fan is... the fourth to perform..."
Not a good start.
The strong opponent's performance time already occupies the advantage of timing and location.
A group of people came backstage, creating a lively atmosphere.
Wen Ling turned her head and was surprised to see Liao Kai!
Liao Kai actually came!
"Ah Kai..."
Wen Ling murmured.
Zheng Bi Fan stood up cheerfully, "Cousin, brother-in-law, you both came too?"
Brother-in-law...
Zheng Bi Fan called Liao Kai brother-in-law...
Wen Ling could only smile bitterly as she saw Li Qing, who was intimately linked with Liao Kai.
Li Qing patted Zheng Bi Fan's shoulder, "Bi Fan, we're here to cheer for you. You must win today!"
"Thank you, cousin, brother-in-law! I will definitely win with absolute superiority!"
Li Qing glanced disdainfully at the dumbfounded Wen Ling and snorted, "Hmph, especially to show some country bumpkins what true art is. Don't think that just because you shake your butt in front of men in a bikini and get applause, you have any real talent."
Zheng Bi Fan also shot a smug glance at Wen Ling, "Yes, cousin is absolutely right! Some people, who are completely unaware of their own limitations, always think they can pretend to be something they're not. How ridiculous!"
Su Ao was so furious that she was about to explode. If it weren't for Lan Qi holding her back, she would have rushed over to yell, "Damn, two pigs just know how to spew crap when they meet!"
Wen Ling's heart sank lower and lower—
Liao Kai, why don't you even look at me? Is it that as a fake fiancé, you can't even glance at a passerby?
Liao Kai, do you know that what hurts me is not the words of those two idiotic women, but your attitude! At least look at me once, even if it's just a sneaky glance!
It wasn't until the moment Li Qing turned to leave backstage that Liao Kai finally stole a quick glance at Wen Ling, a hurried glance that probably lasted less than a second.
Wen Ling's face turned pale, her head hanging low.
Zheng Bi Fan proudly crossed her legs, looking at Wen Ling, "Oh, I heard from my cousin that her family business has returned to normal operations, and this year is a bumper harvest. With a rich girl like my cousin, of course, Liao Kai will treat her like a treasure. I heard that in a few days, my cousin and brother-in-law will be going to Hokkaido, Japan. Some people should just give up their delusions; maybe my cousin will come back and get married after returning from Japan. Hahaha..."
Splash...
It felt like a bucket of ice water had been poured over Wen Ling's head.
A chilling sensation seeped into her bones, completely overwhelming her.
Hokkaido?
Traveling?
Getting married?
Is it possible that... Liao Kai is going to do that most intimate... bed activity with Li Qing?
Would Liao Kai really do that?
Isn't this all just an act?
Could it be that to maintain the pretense, Liao Kai would actually do that with Li Qing?
Ugh... Damn, this is so disgusting! Suddenly, she felt that both Li Qing and Liao Kai were so filthy!
Su Ao was so furious she was about to go crazy.
Lan Qi held Su Ao tightly to prevent her from going off on Zheng Bi Fan.
Lan Qi exaggeratedly called out in a duck-like voice, "Oh my, some student has such big eyes! Both her parents have small single eyelids, yet she has inherited such big Western-style eyes. Did she have surgery? Tsk tsk, now I understand that being shameless means you can inherit anything from your dad..."
"Hahaha..."
Lan Qi's outrageous words drew a burst of laughter from the crowd.
Inheriting everything from her dad?
Pfft... Even Wen Ling couldn't help but laugh.
Zheng Bi Fan was so furious she jumped up, banging the table in anger, "What the hell, Lan Qi, who are you insulting?"
Lan Qi innocently touched his nose, "Oh, I'm insulting whoever deserves it. What's it to you?"
"You..."
Zheng Bi Fan was so angry she nearly passed out.
Speaking of which... her double eyelids were indeed surgically done.
Lan Qi's mouth was just too sharp.
Before the battle, the atmosphere backstage was already tense.
Suddenly, four large flower baskets were brought in.
All of them were Persian daisies.
Extremely bright and vibrant Persian daisies, so spectacularly beautiful.
Immediately, the four flower baskets, taller than people, attracted the attention of all the contestants.
"Wow, who is so rich to send so many Persian daisies? There must be tens of thousands of them!"
"So beautiful! So romantic!"
"If any man sent these to me, I would marry him immediately..."
Zheng Bi Fan arrogantly walked over, raising her chin, "Come on, I'll sign for them."
She had begged her father last night to send her a flower basket today, but she didn't expect her father to be so generous, sending four large flower baskets at once, all expensive Persian daisies.
Dad is awesome.
"Wow, it really is for Bi Fan!"
"Being noble means receiving expensive gifts."
Zheng Bi Fan coughed lightly, "Oh dear, being too beautiful and famous is also a hassle, always having so many suitors that you can't get rid of. I wonder which CEO sent these flowers; it's really a pity."
She proudly adjusted her wig.
But then someone poked her arm, "Excuse me, this student..."
Zheng Bi Fan turned in surprise, "Huh, it's that delivery person. Do you have a pink card you forgot to give me?"
The delivery person handed over the receipt, wiping his sweat, "Sorry, the recipient's name was written incorrectly... It should be Wen Ling."
Wen Ling?!
Zheng Bi Fan was completely stunned.
Everyone else was also taken aback.
"What do you mean?"
"The recipient should be Wen Ling; it should be signed under her name."
"Wen Ling? Hey, old man, are you mistaken? Who would send flowers to that poor girl? It was clearly me who asked my dad to buy these flowers for me; how can you say it's for Wen Ling?"
A commotion erupted.
So it turns out, Zheng Bi Fan is so hypocritical, even having her dad send her flowers to save face...
"Which one is Wen Ling? Please come to sign for these four flower baskets."
Zheng Bi Fan jumped up, both embarrassed and furious, "Why should she! That poor girl Wen Ling has no right to sign for these flowers!"
Wen Ling pointed at her own nose in disbelief, "Me? This must be a mistake! Who would send me flowers?"
"That's right! I sent them to you, Wen Ling."
A confident male voice interrupted, and everyone turned to look.
Wow... the air froze for a moment.
This person was incredibly cool.
A strong, cold demeanor radiated from him.
"Ahhhhh..." The first to scream was actually Su Ao, who suddenly stiffened, "My Yagami Iori!"
Lian Kang smirked, playfully brushing his light red bangs, his devilish eyes fixed on Wen Ling, "Hehe, look how silly you are. It's just four flower baskets; they're not worth much..."
Wen Ling rubbed her eyes and then exclaimed, "Hey, you wasteful guy! These flowers can't be eaten or drunk; they'll wilt in a few days. You're just burning money! You could have donated that money to drought-stricken areas in Yunnan, to children who can't go to school, or to the disabled association. Wouldn't that be great? Why did you have to buy these four useless flower baskets?"
Lian Kang chuckled, "You look just like my wife."
Bang! Wen Ling collapsed.
Why is it so hard to communicate with Cheng Ge?
Lian Kang casually put his hand in his pocket, dressed in a casual black outfit that made him look tall and slim, poking Wen Ling's forehead, "Hey, after the competition, I'll treat you to a big meal."
"I'm not going. What I need is sleep."
"After dinner, I'll take you back to catch up on sleep. Is that okay?"
"If you want to treat someone to dinner, you should treat Ao Ao, Lan Qi, and the others."
"I only want to treat you to dinner..."
"Hey? Why are you being so awkward? Are you trying to pursue me?" Wen Ling rolled her eyes.
Lian Kang stared at her intently, then suddenly grinned mischievously, "What if I said yes?"
"Huh?"
"What if I said I'm pursuing you? What would you do?"
What to do? What to do?