Amid all the laughter, only one gaze, carrying a faint chill, remained fixed on Xie Mi.
Lai Bingxuan stood with her arms crossed and her eyes half narrowed, staring straight at her.
Staaare-
"Next, there's someone else I want to confess to-" Xie Mi looked toward Lai Bingxuan, meeting her faintly resentful eyes.
"Hmm?"
Xie Mi tilted her head, blinking innocently. "Miss Lai?"
"Hmph."
Lai Bingxuan gave a little snort and turned her head away.
As a faithful servant of the God of Wealth, Xie Mi got it in a second. Her eyes curved into a smile as she lifted the microphone to her lips and bellowed at an ear-splitting volume.
"I want to confess to Miss Lai!!!!!!"
That single yell nearly blew out the speakers. Everyone below the stage was left with ringing ears, their eyes briefly losing focus.
"Weren't the fireworks over? What just exploded?"
"This is Z Country! Who's firing a gun?!"
"For a second, I thought everything had gone quiet. Turns out I went deaf. Haha, never mind, then."
[Good thing I reacted fast. I took off my headphones the second I saw Old Xie raise her hand to wind up.]
[I knew these shipping moments wouldn't come free. If this is the price, I'm willing to pay it...]
[Is this right, Old Xie? It's so right. Same familiar flavor. That blast hit the spot.]
[Look what you've conditioned this batch of viewers into.]
Amid the cries and groans, only Lai Bingxuan's lips unconsciously curved upward a little. Only then did she turn back toward Xie Mi onstage.
Pretending she hadn't heard, she said, "What did you sa..."
A crowd sprinted over to cover her mouth, begging for mercy with terrified faces.
"She said she wants to confess to you! To you!"
"Don't make Teacher Xie