After the string of unexpected incidents, Ai Fei's voice carried a faint, barely perceptible tension as she spoke into the Soul Guidance Microphone:
"L-Let us welcome the next honored contestant—Lan Fozi of Group Eight!"
Lan Fozi was currently caught in a brief "brain short-circuit" over the absurd antics of the previous contestants. Hearing her name called suddenly, her body visibly stiffened. She raised a hand on instinct and pointed at her own nose, asking blankly, "Me?"
Seeing Lan Fozi's slightly bewildered expression from beside the host platform, Ai Fei could not help the faint twitch at the corner of her lips.
Still, compared with the previous "hidden dragons and crouching phoenixes," this contestant's reaction seemed almost innocent.
Ai Fei silently prayed, A little foolish is fine. At least don't come up with any more bizarre tricks.
Then she raised a hand in invitation, softening her tone. "That's right. Please come forward, Your Excellency Lan Fozi, and show Your Excellency the Silver Dragon Princess your feelings."
"Calm down. I have to stay calm." Lan Fozi took a deep breath, doing her best to settle her nerves.
She had little experience with major events and only a vague understanding of the matchmaking process. But when she thought of the "heaven-defying performances" of the first four contestants, she actually relaxed—no matter how badly she did, it could not be more ridiculous than "going back to the village to find friends," "giving out lollipops," or "confessing to someone else." That gave her a little more confidence.
And on further thought, after the outrageous performances of those four oddballs, her chances of successfully confessing had nearly doubled.
Naruto Uzumaki, Uchiha Sasuke, GG Bond, and Cheng Liuxiang—those four contestants were definitely out of the running. Then there was Nan Fusheng, who had not even appeared yet