Chapter 119 Lanqi's Tea Ceremony Talent

In the atrium lobby on the third floor with a wide view, wood and stone with a natural sense of vitality are interwoven, complementing the surrounding dark furniture decoration style, creating a quiet and elegant atmosphere.

The meeting area on one side of the hall has a set of luxurious sofas and a low coffee table accompanied by the soft light of several floor lamps. It seems that time has become lazy here, and it is full of an indescribable sense of harmony.

At this moment, the three guests sitting on the sofa were all descendants of the powerful people in the Hutton Kingdom.

They were waiting here quietly, like the most distinguished guests in the high-stage box of a concert, exuding an unusual aura even when they were just sitting there.

"Your Highness Enol, Miss Hyperion, Miss Sophia, it turns out that you are the friends that Ranchi has been thinking about."

Lawrence bowed slightly and politely.

Apparently Lawrence knew Prince Ainol, a frequent visitor, and also knew the daughter of Duke Migaia.

Lawrence was not surprised that Lanci knew these noble students from Ikerita College.

However.

Lawrence couldn't help but feel that there was something unusual in the atmosphere.

Prince Ainol, his expression was filled with excitement, his eyes sparkling with anticipation.

Hyperion, who was sitting on the single sofa on the left, lowered her head and stared at the tip of her shoe nervously.

Countess Sophia seemed to be in a dream and was still in a daze.

It seems that the three people are not on the same channel.

At this time, only Hyperion was sober.

Realizing that Lanqi had finally arrived, she looked up at Lanqi and knew that she couldn't ask any questions next. She just had to take Lanqi away from this place as soon as possible! However.

Before Hyperion's action began, Prince Ainol had already impatiently stood up from the sofa, walked over quickly and gave Lanqi a big hug, and grabbed Lanqi's shoulders and asked anxiously: "My dear friend! What level have you been rated?"

Lanqi didn't have time to speak.

Vice President Lawrence on the side said to Enol with a smile on his face: "Your Highness, you are indeed a man of insight and good friends. Our Hutton Kingdom will soon have another platinum-level card maker."

“…”

Suddenly, Hyperion's face turned pale.

If Lanqi was rated silver today, it wouldn't be a big problem, and Sophia would just be a little embarrassed.

If it was gold level, Hyperion would be very happy and would find a way to comfort Sophia, and the problem would not be so serious.

But now.

Platinum level.

My friend, this is a dead end.

Sophia felt like she was being roasted on the fire, and Hyperion felt powerless even though she wanted to save her.

"Platinum level..."

After hearing Lawrence's words, Sophia stared at Lanqi in a daze.

The young man who had been sitting opposite her in the morning seemed to become extremely distant in an instant, and even his shadow was stretched very long by the light from the floor lamp.

At this moment, Sophia recalled what she said in front of Enol: "I'm 17 years old, and I'm already a silver-level card maker. What about you?" She felt her cheeks getting hot uncontrollably.

The one standing there now was a 16-year-old platinum-level card maker, who was far beyond her reach.

Sophia's shoulders trembled slightly, and her red eyes were already misty.

At this moment, she felt that the words she had said in the morning had become like a spell, lingering in her ears over and over again, making her panic and unable to get rid of it.

She wanted so much to find a hole in the ground, crawl into it, and escape from everything in front of her.

"Sophia, my father said that card making depends on 30% strength and 70% performance, and the remaining 90% depends on the mood of the goddess..."

Hyperion looked at Sophia, feeling extremely anxious. She raised her hand slightly and tried to touch Sophia, but she was afraid that Sophia would break if she touched her, so she did not dare to touch her arm.

"Orange epic... can't be created by luck or performance..."

Sophia's voice trembled, as if her tears would overflow from her eyes and fall down at any time.

She herself knew very well that if she was not strong enough, it would be impossible to make a card of this level even if all other factors were maximized.

In other words, Enol's vision was actually correct, and he was far inferior to the young man he favored.

She also clearly realized that her painting level was like that of a baby compared to Lanqi.

“…”

Hyperion felt that Sophia's eyes could no longer hold back the tears, and she didn't dare to provoke her anymore.

"Hyperion, have you...already known about his card making and painting skills?"

Sophia finally seemed to understand why Hyperion had been so uneasy.

"No, Sophia, I didn't know he was capable of such a thing..."

Hyperion said timidly.

This made Sophia tremble even more.

Sophia tried to hold back her tears, but the shame in her heart that was about to kill her was indescribable, because she said those words in front of Enol and could not take them back.

Her cheeks became redder and redder, and tears kept falling like beads from a broken string.

Finally, Sophia looked directly at Lanqi.

Lanqi's expression was still so gentle, with a little worry, as if he had no bad intentions at all.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

This kind of pity is more hurtful than ridicule.

“Wooooooaaaaa…”

Sophia burst into tears uncontrollably and stood up from the sofa and ran away.

Ainol was confused. He looked at Lanqi in front of him, and then at Sophia's back which was getting farther and farther away.

"Classmate Lanqi, congratulations, I..."

Ainol's brain short-circuited and he was at a loss as to what to do, so he could only hesitantly congratulate Lanqi.

"Why are you still congratulating me? Hurry up and catch up with her!"

Lanqi slapped Enol several times.

“Ohhh!”

Prince Ainol reacted and quickly agreed, chasing in the direction Sophia ran.

Just like that, Vice President Lawrence had no idea what was going on.

Hyperion covered her eyes with her hands and lowered her head, feeling that the goddess was now watching them both.

Lanqi breathed a sigh of relief, returned to Hyperion, and looked at her with a relieved yet helpless smile: "Hupélian, Sophia should never give you a look that bothers you again in the future."

Hyperion was shocked when she heard this, and began to recall every scene since she came to the Card Creators Association this morning.

"You...you are not deliberately doing bad things just to protect me, right?"

She asked in a trembling voice.

"Eh? What I meant is that Sophia and Enol communicated with each other, so they will naturally not misunderstand others in the future."

Lanqi said as if he was worried that he had done something bad with good intentions.

"……?"

Hearing Lanqi's voice, Hyperion was stunned for a long time.

She could no longer figure out whether Lanqi was a black, white, fun, or a scumbag.

If Lanqi is playing a cross-dressing role now, she has been confused.

She couldn't help but move her hand away, opened her eyes and looked at Lanqi's expression.

His emerald green pupils were still as gentle and clear as ever, and his expression carried a hint of natural confusion.

Hyperion felt a chill run through her body.

She would have thought it was okay if Lanqi was grinning secretly.

But now, just looking at Lanqi's silly and innocent expression, she felt like she had eaten a piece of matcha cookie! "Lanqi, luckily you are not a girl, otherwise it would be really scary..."

Hyperion now couldn't tell whether Lanqi was natural or green tea.

No wonder this guy has no fear of Shura Field.

It turns out that he himself is the one at the top of the food chain!!

(End of this chapter)