Ji Xi looked at the plate of lamb skewers in front of him. After hesitating again and again, he ultimately decided not to smack it into Lei Xuan's face.
The PR department was busy enough already. Better not create more work for everyone.
Shen Fangli laughed so hard that her whole body trembled as she lay against Yan Xianjue's shoulder.
"HAHAHAHA, oh my god, Lei Xuan was really good at stirring things up."
Yan Xianjue helplessly steadied her, lest she laugh herself right into the bonfire later.
Plot-Lei Xuan could be the one turned into BBQ. Shen Fangli had better not join in on that excitement.
Wasn't she laughing this hard because, no matter what order they announced things in, she would be second anyway?!
With the three of them having scores more clearly tiered than a flight of stairs, what suspense was Lei Xuan even trying to create?
Yan Xianjue said, "Whose score do you want to know first?"
Shen Fangli answered without hesitation, "I want to know all of them."
Yan Xianjue gave a soft snort. "You have to pick one."
"Pick you, pick you, pick you."
Shen Fangli was practically speechless. He clearly did not care about grades himself, yet he always had this strange competitive streak over things like this.
Yan Xianjue was satisfied.
Proof that he did not mind Lei Xuan using him for entertainment was that he was still stuffing a milk curd into Shen Fangli's mouth.
Yan Xianjue himself did not particularly like snacks like this. They felt a little cloying.
But Shen Fangli quite liked them.
Though Shen Fangli did not dare eat too much because she was about to join a production.
But one piece now and then was fine. "As long as you eat fast enough, the calories can't catch