What a great music festival!
Holding the microphone, Gu Zhe smiled warmly. "Does this young gentleman have anything he'd like to say?"
The microphone was quickly handed to Chi Ning.
Chi Ning: ...
After thinking for a moment, he said, "May you shine as brightly as you do today—steadfast, fearless, and cheerful."
Gu Zhe froze for a moment, then narrowed his eyes at Qin Heng's expression. Damn, it was foul.
Hearing Chi Ning's sincere blessing now, he felt like he'd been petty and was a little guilty. He turned to the cameraman beside him and said, "You framed the wrong person. He's a couple with the other one."
The cameraman had yet to react.
Chi Ning's bowl suddenly sank as eight coins dropped into it.
Chi Ning: ?
Huh?
He looked at the camera, then the person beside him pulled him close. The camera shook, and this time, it got the framing right immediately.
The little hearts on the big screen looked sickeningly lovey-dovey.
Chi Ning lowered his gaze to the eight coins—two months' rent—and thought, Three coins on the desk, so eight coins means a passionate kiss in public?
He licked his lips and turned his head. "You're buying one? Eight coins for only one time?"
Qin Heng was concise. "Right now. I'll pay extra, okay? If you don't want to, just give me the bowl back."
Two more coins appeared in Chi Ning's bowl.
He said softly, "Okay."
Chi Ning grabbed Qin Heng's collar with one hand, held the ten-coin ice cream bowl with the other, and tilted his head up to kiss him.
Whistles, cheers, whoops, and applause erupted all at once.
The young men and women who had just complained that the camera was too abrupt jumped up and down, repeatedly blurting out, "Holy shit."
"Holy