1956: Difficult to Withstand

Difficult to Withstand

"Applause, everybody. Congratulations to this classmate from Apex Academy with extremely good luck!"2

Qiao Mu had mixed feelings under that stoic little face of hers…

Everybody else below was clapping with all their might. It was possible to hear Mentor Zhou's doltish shouts of "Good!" mixed in with the applause.

All the people on the battle stage had indescribably expressions as they looked at this stoic-faced little lady.

/How come it was like this?/

/If they had known that the last person would automatically get a bye, what the f*ck had they been squeezing past each together for!/

In the end, their struggles couldn't even compare to the little lady leisurely standing at the back of the line.

Classmate Qiao sighed.

/Sure enough, it was all fate, without leaving humans any choice…/

She couldn't block her luck from coming at all!

"Next, will everybody find the person with the same number as you. Please line up in pairs."

Everybody promptly sighed, and they continued to match numbers with each other.

Qiao Mu also drooped her head and walked dejectedly off the battle stage.

The remaining stuff really had nothing to do with her at all!

The people in the seating area watched on curiously as this stoic-faced little lady walked down.

Yu Gui's gaze was on the little lass the entire time. When she saw Qiao Mu skip past the stairs beside her, her hand that she had cupped around her knee clenched into a fist.

Subsequently, her breathing became uneven.

/They couldn't get agitated!/

/But how could she not be agitated?/

"Classmate Yu, are you fine?" Xu Xinran couldn't help being surprised when she heard Yu Gui's breathing turn labored.

Yu Gui lowered her head silently. She secretly decided that she would go seek out Little Junior Sister after leaving the Shenghua Battle Arena.

***

When the little lady returned to Apex Academy's seating area, she got surrounded by a group of people.

Everyone wanted to caress her head, but that was too many people. Yet who knew that Crown Prince Mo would abruptly snatch up Miss Qiao.

/They couldn't touch!/

/How could they all touch his wife's head?/

"Sigh." Qiao Mu sighed and sat down reticently next to Crown Prince Mo. She pulled out a carrot and munched on it with a crunch.

She felt a bit dejected.

/Look at Mentor Zhou's wide smiley face that made his face look like a chrysanthemum!/

/Looking at him made her annoyed!/

"Qiaoqiao." Zhou Danjin praised with a grin, "Thanks for the trouble."

Qiao Mu silently cast him a glance before dryly responding, "I occasionally get more lucky."

/Don't worry, all her luck will be used up tomorrow!/

"How is it occasionally." Mentor Zhou chortled, "He trying to sound modest, right? Let me tell you, Qiaoqiao…"

Zhou Danjin squeezed next to Qiao Mu. Of course, there was still Crown Prince Mo between them.

When Mentor Zhou saw the crown prince's chilling gaze, he coughed lightly and backed away with a smile. "Our competition this time is decided by the lots your drew. I see that everybody definitely has no objectionse."

"No objections, no objections." Everybody shook their heads. If talking about luck, no one else would dare replace their Qiaoqiao as number one!

Qiao Mu laughed sarcastically while maintining her stoicness. Other than her voice which sounded like she was laughing, her exquisite brows didn't even flinch.

Everybody found the little lady's expression to be rather hilarious.

"Let's meet back with them later." Qiao Mu kept a straight face as she yanked at Mo Lian, who was next to her.

Mo Lian immediately understood and stood up.

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