Wang Dadong laughed, "If I manage to win over the campus belle, how about you wear a skirt and confess to Chen Yu in front of all the students?"
King Kong's skin twitched; what a joke, asking a big man like him to wear a skirt, he'd rather be killed, not to mention confessing to Chen Yu—he couldn't do it even if he were beaten to death.
Just then, King Kong's phone rang.
It was Hao Wentao calling; Wang Dadong had already reported the situation here.
"Comrade King Kong, your task is complete. Please return to headquarters tonight."
After hanging up the phone, King Kong immediately broke into a mischievous smile, "Brother Dong, I'll take the bet. If you can win over the campus belle, I'll wear a skirt and confess to Chen Yu!"
He didn't believe Wang Dadong could win over the campus belle in half a day.
The dance department, known for producing beauties, and the department's belle—with the title of campus belle of the entire women's college, no less.
