Su Liao and Wen Ling's eyes widened in shock.
"A woman pursuing me? I won't agree to that!"
A deep, rich, and magnetic voice suddenly echoed, stunning everyone present.
Wen Ling silently prayed, "Oh heavens, please don't add to the chaos..."
Lian Kang frowned and turned to face Bai Haonan, who was dressed in a white casual outfit, coldly confronting him from a few meters away.
The small backstage area suddenly felt crowded. There were flower baskets, Lian Kang from the Ghost Python gang, and...
Bai Haonan from the Sanjing Society!
The two leaders of rival gangs had unexpectedly gathered in this small backstage area!
(Oh... Uncle Hao is here. Why does he have such a strange look at Cheng Ge? Although it feels a bit mythical, I really want to see the sparks flying between them in the air. Could it be that... Uncle Hao and Cheng Ge both have hidden homosexual genes, and they fell in love at first sight this time?)
Wen Ling quickly dismissed her unrealistic thoughts.
"Lian Kang, what a coincidence."
Bai Haonan's tone was light, revealing no emotions, but there was a clear disdain in his beautiful eyes.
Lian Kang's face instantly darkened with a strong killing intent. He narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Yes, what a coincidence. We are always competing, and I didn't expect we would even compete for women..."
Wen Ling chuckled awkwardly, "Hehe, it seems you two already know each other, that's great! We're all friends, right? What a coincidence indeed."
The two men roared in unison at Wen Ling, "He is not my friend!"
Cold sweat... "If he's not your friend, then he's not! Is it necessary to shout so loudly?"
Wen Ling pouted, glancing left and right at the two equally domineering and dangerous men, feeling the strange atmosphere.
Bai Haonan glanced at the bright red Persian chrysanthemum flower basket, jealousy flaring up. He kicked it over, disdainfully saying, "Lian Kang, take your broken flowers away. My woman doesn't need your flattery. You better stay away from her, or I'll make you die a miserable death."
Bai Haonan arrogantly walked over to Wen Ling, fiercely pulling the stunned woman into his embrace, his dangerous and sharp gaze fixed on Lian Kang as he said word by word, "Lian Kang, don't overestimate your abilities, or you'll end up like that foolish mantis trying to stop a car!"
Wen Ling secretly complained, "Who is your woman? We haven't even registered our marriage..." But she didn't dare to voice it, knowing that if she did, Uncle Hao would probably blow her head off.
Luo Yuan stood beside Bai Haonan, completely ignoring Su Liao's winking gestures, as if he didn't know her at all.
Lian Kang gritted his teeth and sneered, "Bai Haonan, you always act like you own the world, but the Ghost Python doesn't play by your rules. The Ghost Python's power is not much weaker than the Sanjing Society. I, Lian Kang, have never failed to get what I want. Remember this, this woman is my target, and I will definitely have her! I advise you not to get too complacent, Bai Haonan. You've only played a few cards; you don't even know what your trump card is. Are you not afraid of losing miserably?"
Bai Haonan was so angry that his hair seemed to stand on end. "Dare to touch my woman, and I can ruin you right now!"
Bang! He threw a powerful punch, so fast that Lian Kang had no time to react or dodge. He took the punch directly to his chest and was sent flying backward.
"Boss!"
The Ghost Python members rushed to protect Lian Kang, swords drawn.
The Sanjing Society's guys also surged forward, standing behind Bai Haonan.
The small backstage was on the verge of exploding.
The leaders of the first and second organizations in the underworld were both pursuing Wen Ling!
This was like a bolt from the blue, stunning the proud and arrogant Zheng Bifan.
Wen Ling shouted in dissatisfaction, "You two! Are you here to fight or to watch my performance? Get out! Both of you, out! No making a fool of yourselves backstage! Out!"
Lian Kang got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, coughed a couple of times, and left with a cold face.
Bai Haonan glared at Lian Kang's retreating figure, and if looks could kill, Lian Kang would have died dozens of times already.
Wen Ling pushed Bai Haonan away from her, "Hey, Bai Haonan, I've realized you're quite arrogant. What gives you the right to kick someone's flowers and hit someone?"
"If he dares to do anything to you, I will definitely kill him!"
Everyone heard Bai Haonan's resolute and arrogant words.
Killing... it seemed as simple as stepping on an ant...
"I'm not your possession..." Wen Ling muttered to herself.
Looking at Bai Haonan's cold and fierce face, she didn't dare to say it out loud.
After Bai Haonan left with his men, the backstage fell silent for a full five minutes.
In the audience, Bai Haonan sat in the south, while Lian Kang sat in the north.
It was Zheng Bifan's turn to perform.
Two equally powerful men sat in the audience watching the show. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity; it was time for Zheng Bifan to make her move! She didn't believe that with her looks and charming figure, she couldn't entice either of the two men!
"The fourth performance is a song 'When Will the Bright Moon Appear?' brought to you by Zheng Bifan from the Arts Department. Let's welcome her!"
Applause erupted from the audience.
Zheng Bifan, just a glance at her charming eyes was worth it.
Zheng Bifan sang beautifully, dressed in a medieval European evening gown, looking demure and graceful, perfectly showcasing her curvaceous figure.
Accompanying her were eight eighteen-year-old girls, all dressed in ancient Tang dynasty attire, performing elegant dance moves, creating a wonderful atmosphere on stage.
A blend of Eastern and Western styles, subtle yet fashionable, Zheng Bifan's performance was currently the most impressive.
The song and dance blended perfectly, beautiful singing, beautiful dancing, and a beautiful performer!
Wen Ling and the others were busy backstage.
Su Liao, unable to help, was sobbing, "Wah, my Yagami Kairi is pursuing you, my handsome uncle is pursuing you, all the best men are being taken away by you, what should I do?"
"You seem quite pitiful too. How about this, I'll kindly take you in."
As soon as Lan Qi finished speaking, Wen Ling and the others hit him on the head, scolding him, "Are you out of your mind? Have you lost your senses? That woman is too fierce; whoever takes her in is like bringing in a big bomb."
"Wen Ling! Get ready, it's already the thirteenth performance, and it's almost your turn!"
Taking a deep breath to relieve her tension, she took another deep breath...
The host announced, "The fourteenth performance is brought to you by Wen Ling from the Chinese Department. Let's welcome her."
Su Liao and Xiao Chun watched as the group stepped onto the stage.
The camera rolled.
Bai Haonan sat in the audience, his index and middle fingers pressed together at his nose, sitting up straight, watching the stage.
His extraordinarily handsome face, combined with this cool posture, made many female students swoon, drooling buckets.
His woman was about to perform, and he felt a mix of anticipation and nervousness.
He casually glanced to the parallel side.
Damn it, Lian Kang was also sitting in the audience. Why did he suddenly appear to play against him?
Pursuing Wen Ling?
Did he truly like Wen Ling, or was he deliberately provoking him?
"Shit!" Bai Haonan cursed under his breath, beckoning Luo Yuan over.
"What kind of flowers did Lian Kang send?"
Why did the boss suddenly ask this question...
"Uh, I think it was called Persian chrysanthemum..."
"Whatever the cost, make sure it's handled. From now on, there must not be a single Persian chrysanthemum in this city!"
"Huh? Why?"
Bai Haonan snorted, "So that someone won't be reminded of someone else."
He realized that when it came to jealousy, no one could compare to the boss.
Poor Persian chrysanthemum, you didn't offend anyone.
The first performer on stage was unexpectedly Lan Qi, with his shirt open.
"Oh—! It's Lan Qi!"
"Wow, Lan Qi is showing off his chest, so tempting!"
"Heavens, Lan Qi looks so sexy..."
"I love his features..."
The women immediately screamed, and many girls used their hands to form a circle around the loudspeakers, shouting, "Lan Qi, I love you! Lan Qi, I love you!"
Lan Qi smiled seductively, sliding one hand down from his neck to his open shirt, pulling it outward to reveal more of his muscular chest.
"Wow..."
The women in the audience were about to explode with excitement.
Lan Qi pouted and pretended to blow kisses to the girls in the audience, who responded with waves of cheers.
Bai Haonan frowned.
Was this Lan Qi really that handsome? Did he look better than himself?
What kind of terrible taste do these girls have? This creamy boy, what's so good about him?
Heavens, Lan Qi spends all his time with Wen Ling; she wouldn't accidentally fall for this pretty boy, would she?
Thinking of this, Bai Haonan's frown deepened.
Suddenly, Lan Qi performed a 360-degree flip on stage, landing on one knee as if proposing, extending one hand toward the backstage, as if inviting someone.
At that moment, the music began.
A lively drumbeat accompanied by Western instruments filled the air.
"Wow... so cool..."
With Lan Qi, six boys, all of similar tall and slim builds, dressed in very modern clothes, appeared on stage, all wearing stylish sunglasses.
Just when everyone thought this performance was led by these six boys, a clear voice rang out from the speakers:
"The doll face you sent has landed beside me,
But unfortunately, I haven't noticed yet..."
With a hint of playfulness, laziness, and sweetness...
Wen Ling's unbeatable voice instantly captivated all the audience members.
It was the song "Doll Face" by Hou Xuan!
A very cheerful song!
However, the prelude had been enhanced by Xiao Sa and the other musicians, making the rhythm stronger and the beats clearer.
"You painted the doll face on the latte,
Pouring a cup of love's sweetness..."