Ji Ruyan and Luo Shunchen looked at each other in disbelief. How did things end up like this?
Wu Xingteng tugged at Zhu You's arm and exclaimed, "Damn it! What kind of luck does the boss have? Just standing on the competition stage, not lifting a finger, only moving his lips, and he can land a beautiful girl! Why doesn't such a good thing happen to us brothers! Heaven, why are you so blind!"
"Exactly, exactly!"
Zhu You looked aggrieved; he wanted such fortune too.
On the stage, after Hu Meimei blurted out, it caused an uproar among the students from Guangming Academy standing behind her.
A male who bore some resemblance to Hu Meimei shouted angrily, "Meimei! Stop messing around, hurry and compete!"
"Brother, I don't want to compete; I want to marry him!"
Hu Meimei's bashful smile revealed her determination.
But she had no idea that her every move represented the face of Guang Country.
