Chapter 29

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Number one is Yang Yu Bo, number two is Dong Hua Nian, number three is Ye Jing An, number four is herself. Even as the staff handed her the equipment, Du Yu Shu’s lips were pale, the formula running through her head.

That’s great, Ye Jing An isn’t number six.


I must win.


Du Yu Shu thought as she was pushed down the chain.


The wind whipped against her face and lifted her hair. The strong wind made it so that Du Yu Shu couldn’t even open her eyes, let alone get the envelopes.

When she closed her eyes, she couldn’t help but think of the scene in the Ferris wheel.


I must win.


Du Yu Shu opens her eyes and repeats to herself.


I must win.


At that moment, the height seems like nothing. As her hair hits her mouth, Du Yu Shu vigorously snatches the envelopes.


I must win, Du Yu Shu slowly and firmly repeated.


I must win!


The wind whistled and the branches rustled in her ears. The branches brush against her palm as she reaches out to get the envelopes.


Suddenly everything stopped.


It ended.


Her face and lips are white, her black wind-blown hair messy, but in her hands are four envelopes.

She smiles and looks at the camera, waving the envelopes in the air. Although her hair is messy and her face is pale, she smiles brightly.


The staff came over and helped her. As Du Yu Shu tries to walk, she staggered and fell. Ye Jing An’s face instantly became angry.


He went the help the staff and pointed to Yang Yu Bo and says, “She seems to be a bit uncomfortable as if she has been enduring it for a couple of days now. You should go see if she needs to go to the hospital or something; leave Goddess Du to me, Yang Yu Bo can’t be delayed any longer.”


The staff froze and then gave a grateful smile as he hastily went to see Yang Yu Bo. If anything happens to the artists here, it would be big trouble!


After the staff left, Ye Jing An carefully helps steady Du Yu Shu as the two cameras follow behind them. Ye Jing An lightly laughs, “Yo, Goddess Du, you looked very handsome for only three seconds ah.”


“At least in those three seconds,” Du Yu Shu retorted, “I looked more handsome than a certain someone.”

Ye Jing An, “.....Goddess Du, you should be more careful. If I wasn’t careful, you would’ve hit the ground.”

Although he said this, Ye Jing An’s grip on Du Yu Shu’s hard is strong, giving her an infinite sense of security.


Du Yu Shu’s lips slowly curved up, “


Ye Jing An turned to face the camera, his lips carry a gentle smile as he said in his cello-like voice, “Do I not look like an idol?”


Low voice, eyes looking inexplicably tempting, Du Yu Shu looked at his handsome profile and couldn’t help but curse the Creator’s bias.

How can you make someone so perfect?


Perfect that not even a trace of pores is detectable.


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