The eSports King’s Crush

Although the sounds in the front could be heard from the backstage area, there was essentially only some muddled noise.

Feng Nai stood there with a hand in his pocket as he lifted his eyes and looked in Mo Bei’s direction. When he saw that pink hat with the rabbit ears, his gaze paused there for a moment.

Mo Bei stood with her profile to him, thinking about how to deal with the hat on her head, when she saw a slender, fair, distinctly-jointed hand move on her head. “Your teacher didn’t discipline you about the hat?”

“She did.” Mo Bei smelled the minty tobacco scent that was approaching and replied quietly with two words.

Feng Nai said casually, “Seems like she wasn’t stern enough.”

“Credits were deducted.” Mo Bei dropped her eyes and glanced at her script again.

Feng Nai lifted a brow. Then, he used force to take the hat off, spinning it on his fingertips for two rounds. “Wear it after the speech. If too many credit points are deducted, it will be troublesome when the National Preliminaries come around.”

Mo Bei glanced at him and saw the arc of his jaw against the light. His tongue was pressing against his bottom lip, while the lemon-flavored peppermint drop that she had given him earlier was in his mouth.

It seemed that feeding him wasn’t totally ineffective.

“Student representatives, get ready.” A teacher turned around and beckoned at them while speaking in a low voice.

Because of the hat, Mo Bei’s dark hair was slightly flat, yet this did not affect her visuals.

However, a certain Virgo Almighty couldn’t look past this. While he was holding his script in one hand, his other hand lifted and pushed at Mo Bei’s head. Upon seeing that head of hair get fluffed up, he nonchalantly retracted his hand.

The teachers, who had caught this scene, were slightly stumped once again.

Meanwhile, Mo Bei was rather emotionless. Only her face became even more good-looking, especially while the wind was blowing, making her dark locks float with a sense of coldness.

She knew very well that Almighty K’s OCD [1. Obsessive-compulsive disorder] would flare up at certain times.

Hence, she wasn’t bothered.

Instead, after doing that and putting his hand in his pocket, Feng Nai lifted a brow at the lingering touch on his fingertips.

Why was this rascal’s hair so soft?

“Alright, after this person, you guys will have to get on the stage. Pay attention to the emcee’s words.”

The exchanges that the leaders from both schools attended were always more formal.

Moreover, both No.1 Middle School and No.2 Middle School were big schools with a large student population, so the program flow would definitely have to be followed perfectly.

The same applied to the yearly New Year’s countdown party.

Teachers would be placed backstage just to give reminders.

The teacher who was acting as a host on the stage would summarize some everyday thoughts. For example, he would remind everyone that the college entrance exams were approaching, that the countdown had already begun, and that at the end of this year, the students would definitely reminisce about their high school times and things like that.

Under the stage, student counselors would maintain the order and check the actual attendance. Anyone absent or dressed inappropriately would have class points and individual credits deducted.

Comrade Li, who saw that the people in charge of discipline were here, sneered again. “Almost all the other classes have arrived. As if he doesn’t already drag down our results, he doesn’t even attend collective activities. Does he really think he is still the eSports Almighty he was when he first joined the school, back when he was pursued by everyone? Zhao Jianjian, I’m not criticizing you either. You are close to Mo Nan, so please do urge him when you have the time. Stop daydreaming all the time and resign yourself to fate. When he’s kicked out, he needs to have some self-awareness and know his own capabilities.”