Zhu Yanxi received a call from Yang Wuluo and came out from the backstage dressing room. She met them at the entrance of the hall.
"Wuluo, Xiao Xiao~"
She ran up with quick steps and hugged them.
Zhu Yanxi was quite good-looking, with a graceful figure and decent temperament, though her chest was a bit smaller. Being a dance student, that was normal.
"By the way, how did you all end up here together?"
"Boss Zhou drove his Macan early in the morning to pick up Wang Peng and me to come to the cultural center to block..."
Xiao Xiao almost said, "block Yang Wuluo," but when she was about to say it, a murderous glance from Yang Wuluo struck her. Xiao Xiao only stuck her tongue out at Zhu Yanxi, who immediately understood and smiled knowingly.
"Not bad, Boss Zhou, even though we're not at the same high school, I've seen you posting pictures of your luxury car in your moments. A Porsche Macan right after high school graduation? Tsk tsk tsk, impressive."
"Ha, it's just a Macan, no big deal. I'm just making do with it for now."
"Oh, oh, oh~ You talk big. What's up, you planning to change cars?"
"Did you see that Bentley outside? As long as Haozi's dad works hard, in two years, Haozi will be able to get one too. By then, the passenger seat will be reserved for you, Yang Wuluo."
If it were just a gathering of old classmates, Wang Peng wouldn't have said this, but since there was an outsider like Lin Can, who seemed to be close to Yang Wuluo, as a little follower, he naturally had to speak up, implying that Haozi was the better choice for her and hinting to Lin Can that he should back off.
"Those few-million-dollar luxury cars, how could someone like me ever dream of owning one? Never mind, Wuluo is like me, never thinking of sitting in one in this lifetime."
Zhu Yanxi's words hinted that Yang Wuluo wasn't the materialistic type of girl. After all these years, didn't you know that?
"You must be Lin Can, right?"
Zhu Yanxi noticed Lin Can, who had been silent all this time, and took the initiative to greet him.
"Hello."
"Welcome to watch my performance."
"Looking forward to your performance."
Zhu Yanxi glanced at Yang Wuluo as if saying: "Not bad, little face-dog. No wonder you don't like Haozi, you like this handsome guy instead."
Yang Wuluo was speechless, pulling her for a moment, saying, "What are you saying? We're just friends."
However, in her heart, she admitted that Lin Can was indeed very handsome.
Of course, the healing type of wealthy man, who was also handsome, could heal them.
Zhu Yanxi: "The performance is about to start. I'll show you to your seats. After the performance, there will be a lucky draw. Good luck!"
Yang Wuluo: "Really? What are the prizes?"
Zhu Yanxi: "It's sponsored by a company, and they're giving away their daily products—everything, including sanitary pads. You can win a whole box and use it until someone stops your period. You'll never run out."
"Nonsense."
Zhu Yanxi laughed, leading them into the performance hall.
"There's no empty seats in the fifth row, so let's split into two rows. You'll sit in the sixth and seventh rows."
Yang Wuluo dragged Xiao Xiao down to sit, and when she saw Haozi coming to sit next to them, she quickly said, "Lin Can, there's an empty seat here."
Xiao Xiao and Zhu Yanxi snickered, thinking, you're really hurting your old classmate, Haozi. His legs were almost there, and you still rejected him.
Lin Can went to sit, leaving Haozi to take the back row and sit with Wang Peng.
After Lin Can sat down, he murmured, "Yang Wuluo, are you using me as a shield? If you keep doing this, Haozi will hate me."
"Who cares? You're not leaving. Stay here beside me."
Lin Can smiled.
"By the way, why didn't you say the Bentley is yours?"
"They didn't ask. If I said it, wouldn't that be showing off too much?"
"..."
It just felt like Lin Can's excessive humility was becoming his form of arrogance.
...
More than ten minutes later, after the host gave a speech, the performance began.
Lin Can sat quietly in his seat, watching the show.
Each performance was better than the last.
It wasn't until the 18th performance that the host said: "Please enjoy the solo dance 'Slow Voice' performed by Zhu Yanxi from the Seventh Middle School."
The lights dimmed, and a spotlight focused on the center of the stage. Zhu Yanxi, wearing a flowing dance costume, began to dance with the music, full of grace. The scene was like a painting.
The audience applauded, admiring the girl's beautiful dance.
Some of the boys whispered, wondering if this girl had a boyfriend.
Yang Wuluo: "Isn't my Zhu Zhu pretty?"
Lin Can: "She dances well. At first, I was worried. You know, a lot of childhood idols get ruined as they grow up. But after seeing her, I can finally breathe easy. All the chasing I did back in middle school wasn't in vain."
"What's wrong? You have feelings for her? Should I play matchmaker for you?"
Girls always like to test boys using their best friends.
Unfortunately, Lin Can never showed any romantic interest in Zhu Yanxi.
"Why don't you just help me matchmake for the chubby one?"
"I told you, I've lost weight. Don't call me the chubby one anymore, hmph~"
...
Back row.
Wang Peng: "Hey, Haozi, you've liked Yang Wuluo since she was a chubby little girl. Where was Lin Can back then? Now that she's grown into a beautiful woman, he shows up?"
"..."
Haozi didn't care about the performance on stage. He was completely fixated on the two people whispering in the front row, their heads leaning together. He could hardly resist jumping up to punch Lin Can in the head.
In truth, with Haozi's background as a small rich second generation, finding a beautiful girlfriend wouldn't be a problem. But he was obsessed with Yang Wuluo—she was his "white moonlight." He had never gotten her, and it made him bitter inside.
...
After Zhu Yanxi's performance of "Slow Voice" ended, she bowed and left the stage.
"Thanks to Zhu Yanxi for the wonderful dance. Now, let's enjoy the performance from Li Zhenxing from the Experimental Primary School, who will perform 'I Contribute Oil to My Country.'"
Claps and cheers followed.
The competition continued.
Until the final performance, and the selection of the top three.
After the judges discussed, the host came back on stage to announce the top three.
When Zhu Yanxi was announced as the first-place winner, Xiao Xiao and Yang Wuluo jumped up, cheering for her.
Lin Can also stood up and applauded. She was beautiful, and her dance was excellent. Not bad.
After the award ceremony, the host said, "Next is the lucky draw. The top three contestants will draw numbers, and the corresponding seat number will be the lucky audience of today. The first prize is a set of four bedding items, second prize is kitchen and bathroom supplies, and third prize is a box of ultra-thin, leak-proof sanitary pads. Now, let's invite first-place winner Zhu Yanxi to draw the lucky audience."
Zhu Yanxi reached in, took out a ball, and handed it to the host. "Congratulations to the audience in seat 32 for winning the first prize: a set of four bedding items. Please come on stage to receive your prize."
Sigh.
Yang Wuluo and Xiao Xiao looked disappointed as an older woman went up to accept the prize, happily leaving the stage with the bedding set.
The second prize was announced, and the host said, "Congratulations to audience member 73 for winning the second prize: kitchen and bathroom supplies. Please come on stage to receive your prize..."
In the audience.
Haozi was slumped in his seat, his gaze fixed on his "white moonlight" in the front row.
Wang Peng: "Hey, hey, hey, Haozi, snap out of it! You won the prize, go up and get it!"