Chapter 5: The Strongest Anchor Officially Declares War 1
The dense clouds pressed lower and the sky was gloomy. Zeng Chen just pulled me out of the tennis court, ignoring the sidelong glances from my classmates. Before we knew it, we had walked out of the school gate and arrived at the bustling commercial street outside the college.
"Where are you taking me?" Seeing that he showed no sign of stopping, I couldn't help but ask.
Zeng Chen let go of my wrist, rubbed his red ears, and said helplessly: "He is too noisy in a place without Lin Tong."
"Okay." I didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Looking at his red cheeks from the cold, I couldn't help but recall the scene just now.
"Thank you for saving me just now." I lowered my head in embarrassment, my hands tugging at the corners of my clothes, and my eyes only dared to fall on my toes. Although the contact just now was only for a second, it completely disrupted my breathing and my heartbeat in that instant.
"It's just a subconscious reaction." Zeng Chen paused and suddenly asked, "Why are you blushing?"
"Is...is there?" I raised my head and covered my face tightly with my hands.
Alas, it is always difficult for me to hide my emotions in front of him. Once there is a slight disturbance, it will show on my face without reservation. Perhaps seeing my panic, Zeng Chen lowered his head and raised the corner of his mouth.
It was awkward just standing on the street chatting, so I looked around and found that we were standing in front of a cute mint-colored milk tea shop, so I suggested: "Why don't I buy you milk tea as a thank you."
We walked into the milk tea house. There were not many customers at this time, and most of them were sitting scattered around. Everyone sat comfortably and peacefully under the soft warm yellow light, and even their voices were particularly soft. We sat facing the French window, with thick plaid carpets under our feet, comfortable light music echoing in our ears, and the sweet aroma of milk tea filled the air.
Soon, two cups of steaming milk tea were brought to me. I put my hands on the walls of the cups to keep warm and turned my head to peek at Zeng Chen who was sitting on my right.
He picked up the cup and sipped the hot tea, quietly watching the passers-by outside the window rushing in the cold wind. His long eyelashes were like a pair of small wings on his eyes, trembling gently with the movement of blinking. Through his light brown eyes, I seemed to see a bottomless sea, a peaceful world that only he understood, and myself reflected on the glass window.
When I looked out the window, white "feathers" fell without any warning. Passersby stopped, looked , and stretched out their hands to welcome these crystal angels.
"It's snowing!" I looked at Zeng Chen in surprise.
"It's the first snow of this year." He was also a little surprised. His handsome brows relaxed and he revealed a gentle smile.
"Guan Qiao always told me that people who see the first snow together will be together for the rest of their lives." Looking at the passers-by hugging and taking photos under the first snow outside the window, I couldn't help but think of what Guan Qiao said.
"You mean , we'll be together for the rest of our lives?"
Zeng Chen's casual words made my heart skip a beat. I couldn't help but turn my head. The moment our eyes met, I quickly turned my head away in panic, and my mind was blank.
"Of course! Friendship lasts forever!" After blurting out this sentence, I wanted to slap myself.
Yuan Wan, what are you talking about? This is so embarrassing...
I secretly glanced at Zeng Chen. I don't know why, but he looked a little lost. He took a sip of hot milk tea and whispered to me, "Let's go back. The snow is getting heavier and heavier. We won't be able to leave soon."
After returning to school, Zeng Chen and I said goodbye on the playground. He had classes to attend later, but I could go home first.
I went back to the tennis court to get my backpack, but when I approached the bench where my things were placed, I saw Mi Lu bending over, fiddling with something on the bench.
What on earth is she doing?
But when I got closer, she had already stood up, put on her backpack, and walked away with a relaxed look on her face.
I guess she also came here to get her own things.
After dinner, I went back to the room and started the live broadcast. Maybe because I arrived early, there were not many people in the live broadcast room.
"It's Wednesday again in a blink of an eye. There are still two days left, and everyone can go out and have fun again! Today is the first snow in our city!"
At this time, a fan named "Long Island Orange Juice" with a cute rabbit as her profile picture caught my attention. Her level was not high, probably a newly registered account, and coincidentally, I immediately saw her message to me in the comment area -
"Sister Ruanruan, I have been following you for a long time and have always liked you very much. I am about to take the college entrance examination, and this may be the last time I come to 'Lime' to watch your live broadcast. Can you please write me a word of encouragement? This way I can take a screenshot and save it. When I feel stressed, I can take it out and watch it, so that I can regain my energy."
The message from Long Island Orange Juice flowed into my heart like a spring of fresh air. I guessed that she must be a very sincere and kind girl. Without saying anything, I took out a notebook and a pen from my backpack.
However, when I opened my notebook, I suddenly found that the pages were covered with pink dried flowers. I picked up the notebook and shook it vigorously, and then a "flower rain" fell from the notebook.
Moon Rabbit: "Wow, so beautiful! Is Ruanruan performing magic for us?"
Pig Pig Pig Pig: "I didn't expect Ruanruan to be so romantic, hahaha..."
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I was speechless for a while. This was most likely done by Guan Qiao. This guy has always been eccentric, so it is not impossible that he secretly prepared a little surprise like this for me.
I wrote down my favorite English sentence in my notebook: Better to do something imperfectly than to do nothing flawlessly.
I explained it briefly: "No matter what you do, just do your best. Don't push yourself too hard. Relaxing a little may lead to better performance."
"Long Island Orange Juice, are you still there?" Seeing that the other party did not respond to me in the comment area for a long time, I asked puzzledly.
But this "Long Island Orange Juice" is really strange. She clearly asked me to write a sentence for her, so how could she suddenly disappear from the live broadcast room?
I was feeling a little depressed, and suddenly Mi Lu appeared. She once again announced in the comment section: "Shenqi Ruanruan, I have increased the rewards for the competition! As long as you win the competition, you will get all the previous gains of your opponent. Do you dare to accept the challenge? If you agree, tomorrow night will be the day for our competition."
All the profits... Such generous conditions made my heart waver again.
"Ruanruan, promise her!"
Netizens expressed their support in the comment section, but what touched me most were the few words that the big devil left for me.
ZC Big Devil: "I can send the piano back to you tomorrow, and you can return it to me after you finish the competition. There is nothing to worry about. Besides me, there are so many fans who will support you."
I don’t know why, but his words always give me a sense of déjà vu. Even the big devil supports me so much, and my heart is leaning more and more towards the side of accepting the challenge.
Better to do something imperfectly than to do nothing flawlessly——Instead of using this sentence to encourage others, it is better to use it to encourage yourself first. It is always better to have tried than to give up without trying.
I have so many fans and let them shout for me proudly. Whether for the fans or for myself, only by accepting the challenge can I have no regrets in my live broadcast journey.
I took a deep breath and announced loudly, "Sweetheart Elk, I accept your challenge."
While I was going live, my phone suddenly received an urgent text message from the weather station.
"Tomorrow there will be a strong cold front accompanied by a snowstorm coming to the city. Citizens are requested to take precautions against the cold and avoid going out."
Well, tomorrow I will wrap myself up like a dumpling before going to school!
