Lin Fan looked at Wu Youlan's astonished face and smiled. "What is it?"
Wu Youlan came back to her senses." It's nothing. It's just that I never thought that even a reseller would give us tickets."
Lin Fan said, "They've earned a lot from reselling scallion pancakes at Cloud Street. Giving us some front row seat tickets can be considered a form of gratitude."
Wu Youlan covered her mouth as she giggled. "I think they want to get closer to you, Brother Lin."
"Alright, enough talk. Let's go and join the queue," said Lin Fan. There weren't too many people queuing now. It was just the right time to join.
"Hey, Master Lin."
At that moment, a voice came from behind.
Lin Fan turned around and took a look but he was taken aback. "You are…?"
Wu Youlan thought for a moment, then realized. "You're the coach of Golden Flowers, Wu Ze."
