The monk slumped to the ground in despair. "It's over. It's all over."
The woman beside him, who had been too stunned to react, finally realized she'd been tricked. Fuming, she slapped him across the face.
"You rotten monk! You pervert! You liar!" she snarled through gritted teeth. "You even touched my hand to take advantage of me. Go to hell!"
Everyone gave Driver Uncle a thumbs-up. "That was amazing!"
"Good catch! Someone like him should've been sent to prison ages ago. You've done us all a favor!"
"Exactly. If you hadn't asked security to hold him, he'd have been long gone by the time the police arrived. You really thought ahead."
Praise came from every direction. Driver Uncle blushed and scratched the back of his head. "It wasn't all me. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have noticed the monk was a fraud."
If he hadn't heard a voice in his head saying the monk was a fraud, he really wouldn't have paid the man any attention.
They watched the police take the Fake Monk away, then said goodbye to Driver Uncle and returned to the hotel.
Qin Shiyue eagerly pulled out her iPad and opened a replay of Idol Newcomers. "The second public performance was yesterday, but we missed it because we were playing games. I'm catching up now."
Shen Luoluo was a little surprised. Ever since Idol Newcomers began airing, everyone had been fiercely debating their favorite idols, but Qin Shiyue had barely mentioned it to her. Shen Luoluo had assumed she didn't watch the show. She hadn't expected Qin Shiyue to like it too.
Seeing her surprise, Qin Shiyue laughed. "Girls can't resist watching handsome guys. I'm no different."
She lowered her voice. "I didn't dare bring it up because the idol I support isn't