Chapter 123 You are a sweeper
"Lin Zhuyue wins!"
After the referee announced the winner, Lin Zhuyue breathed a sigh of relief. She had won the toughest match of the preliminaries, and the weight of her heart had fallen.
Lin Zhuyue walked to the edge of the competition field, stretched out his hand, pulled up Huo Anan who was sitting on the ground, jumped off the field, and left through the contestant channel.
As she walked, Lin Zhuyue noticed a cold, dark fog surrounding her. She stopped and asked:
"Do you have any advice, Mr. Duan?"
Duan Junheng appeared behind Lin Zhuyue and said:
"You'll win more beautifully if you use the Ukiyo-e scroll."
"Although my victory wasn't clean, I don't think my gesture was ugly either."
Lin Zhuyue turned around and asked,
"If you want me to open the seal of the underworld, you should understand that for that day to come, I not only need to become stronger, but also need to live longer. Exposing myself early and attracting a siege would do me or you any good."
"Duan Junheng" sneered and disappeared into the contestant channel along with the black fog.
Lin Zhuyue blew a breath impatiently, holding the recurve bow and carrying the quiver, walked up the contestant passage where the path had become clear, and arrived at the audience seats.
Wen Miyan waved at her: "This way!"
Lin Zhuyue walked towards Wen Miyan. She took the drink from Shi Can, who had screwed the cap on the bottle and handed it to her, and sat down in the audience. She wasn't used to wearing a ponytail, so soon after she sat down, she reached up and pulled the hair tie out of her hair. Her soft hair flowed down, covering the back of her neck, which also made Lin Zhuyue feel much warmer.
She took the phone from Shi Can and asked Ye Yangjia, who was also participating in the preliminaries:
"Did the game go well?"
Before Ye Yangjia could answer, Wen Miyan sighed and said:
"Hey, you didn't watch his match. It was miserable. He was beaten up. But it doesn't matter. I will avenge him personally in the next stage of the competition."
Ye Yangjia was silent for a moment and asked:
"...Do you want revenge or do you want to beat up the senior?"
Wen Miyan whistled and turned around.
"Help me see which one looks better."
Lin Zhuyue looked away from the phone screen and said,
"My mom wants to buy me a bag and let me choose one myself."
Wen Miyan leaned over to Lin Zhuyue's phone screen, looked at it for a while, and said:
"Is this the sky blue one with the old flower?"
Shi Can and Ye Yangjia just watched without saying anything. When it came to helping Lin Zhuyue choose a bag, Wen Miyan, as a girl, had more say.
"I remember something..."
Ye Yangjia clapped his hands and said,
"When Shican was first promoted to senior high school, he brought a Louis Vuitton bag to school, and was called to the teacher's office for a talk. The teacher told him to be more low-key, saying that this was a school, not an exhibition."
Lin Zhuyue asked: "And then?"
Ye Yangjia couldn't help laughing and said:
"The next day he came over with an Hermès on his back."
Lin Zhuyue: “…Puff.”
Wen Miyan still remembered this and added:
"When Lao Fu took us on a mission, he punished him by brushing the horses in the stables. He never carried Hermès again after that."
"Ha ha ha ha--"
When Lin Zhuyue and Shi Can left the stadium and drove home, Lin Zhuyue held the steering wheel with a smile on her face. However, she felt it was not nice to laugh at Shi Can in person, so she had to hold back her laughter, and her face turned red.
"Stop laughing and drive."
Shi Chan reminded angrily,
"Watch the road! Don't drive into the sea! Do you want to ruin the future champion of the Four Schools League?"
“The road is still being watched.”
Lin Zhuyue smiled with her eyes curved and asked,
"If I give you an Hermès bag, will you carry it?"
"Why don't you just give me a tie? When I get desperate, I'll use it to hang myself on the three-blade electric fan in the warehouse."
Shi Can has reached the point where he can no longer tolerate Lin Zhuyue.
"Pull over, get out, I'll drive!"
The qualifiers were not completed within the expected time.
During the qualifying rounds, the Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day holidays fell, halting the competition. Furthermore, some players were highly destructive, blowing up the playing surface several times. Even with a backup playing surface, the competition was halted two or three times, necessitating suspension of play for repairs.
In mid-November, summer completely left the southern island of Tiancheng, and the osmanthus flowers in the Shi family yard bloomed. As long as you get close, you can smell the rich fragrance of osmanthus.
Shi Can brewed a large pot of glutinous rice wine. When brewing it, he added a lot of osmanthus flowers to the glutinous rice.
While watching him brewing wine, Lin Zhuyue asked:
"You have so many osmanthus flowers at home, why do you need to buy them outside?"
"To minimize mosquitoes, all the flowers and plants in the front yard have been sprayed. If the two of us picked some osmanthus flowers and ate them, the anti-ling people would wake up laughing in their dreams."
Shi Can mixed the yeast, sealed the mouth of the glass basin for brewing wine with plastic wrap, turned around and put the basin into Lin Zhuyue's arms.
"Okay, put this bowl under your bed and hide it. You can eat it in three days."
Lin Zhuyue held the glass basin and said gloomily:
"How can I sleep with a cat in my arms when I'm hiding under the covers?"
Four days later, the final round of preliminaries for the four groups of our school were completed one after another.
Lin Zhuyue won all the more than 50 rounds of competition in Group C and advanced to the next round with an astonishingly high score.
The next round of competition would no longer be limited to the main campus; players from the three other branches would also compete. Therefore, the competition would be paused until the players from the branches arrived at Tiancheng and took their positions. After a short rest, the competition would begin.
“This fermented glutinous rice tastes pretty good…”
Ye Yangjia poured himself another bowl of glutinous rice wine.
"By the way, does it smell a bit like alcohol?"
"Well, Shican and I forgot about it, and the housekeeper didn't pay much attention to it. We left it in the fermentation box for four days... We only set the timer for three days, so the last day was considered natural temperature fermentation."
Lin Zhuyue held the glass and said,
“It’s a little spicy, but still sweet and delicious.”
"Drinking so much, are you trying to drown your sorrows?"
Shi Can patted Ye Yangjia's shoulder and reminded him,
"Don't underestimate the alcohol content of rice wine, but it can easily make you drunk."
The format of the qualifying round is that two players out of the fifty-four players in each group will be selected to enter the next round.
The pitifully small number of places resulted in many contestants who clearly possessed strong abilities still losing to those who were better at interpersonal competition in the preliminaries and being eliminated.
Ye Yangjia is one of them.
"To quench your sorrow? To quench what sorrow?"
Ye Yangjia sighed and said,
"Being eliminated was expected. I had already prepared myself mentally. Besides, even if I made it to the semi-finals, I would lose immediately. No one who made it to the semi-finals is a pushover."
"That's right, no one is easy to deal with."
Wen Miyan raised her hand, pointed at Shi Can with her thumb, and said,
"I don't know what kind of unlucky guy is, to meet this guy in the first round of the rematch."
The semi-finals are a one-round elimination system. If you lose once, you will not be able to enter the next round.
Ye Yangjia handed the phone to Wen Miyan and said:
"The competition schedule has just been arranged, look..."
Wen Miyan: “…”
Wen Miyan covered her mouth.
Although she was not the unlucky one, her first game was not very lucky either.
Her opponent is from Kunlun Branch, nicknamed "Iron Bones", and is least afraid of being cut by knives and axes.
Lin Zhuyue saw a familiar name on the competition schedule and asked in surprise, "...Feng Yuansi?"
Ye Yangjia nodded and replied:
"Well, that guy made it through the Hong Kong branch's preliminaries. You have to give him a good beating for me."
"Don't worry, I really wanted to beat him up."
Shi Can put his arm around Ye Yangjia's shoulders and asked,
"He should be arriving in Tiancheng tonight. Do you want to visit him? I know you hate him, but his little black cat is really fun. Don't you really want to pet it?"
“…! Jerk off! Of course I have to!”
Ye Yangjia stretched out his hand towards Shi Can and said,
"Give me an allergy medicine. I'll take it and then come back."
"You can go tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."
Shi Can let go of his hand and asked,
"Drinking alcohol and taking allergy medicine, do you want to die?"
Ye Yangjia drank two more bowls of rice wine.
Shi Can was not exaggerating. Rice wine is really easy to get drunk. By the end of drinking it, Ye Yangjia was already dizzy.
Shi Can and Wen Miyan carried him out on both sides, stuffed him into the car, and asked the driver to take him back to the Ye family.
Wen Miyan didn't stay long and said goodbye with her bag.
When Shi Can returned to the restaurant, Lin Zhuyue was spinning around with the cat in her arms.
"...You usually have a good alcohol tolerance, right?"
Shi Can quickly stopped Lin Zhuyue, took Xiaoyu, who was frightened out of his ears, and put him on the chair. He then caught Lin Zhuyue who was rushing towards him and said depressedly,
"I also want to study your opponent with you..."
Xiaoyu jumped off the chair and hid under the cabinet.
Shi Can wanted to tease Lin Zhuyue, so he pushed her onto the chair, took out his cell phone, and said,
"Come on, tell me—you are a sweeper."
Lin Zhuyue repeated, "You are a sweeper."
Shi Chan had no choice but to change the personal pronouns in his words:
"Let me rephrase—I'm a sweeper."
Lin Zhuyue smiled, nodded, and said:
“You’re a sweeper.”
Shi Can: “Hiss…”
Shi Can struggled with Lin Zhuyue for a while, then picked up Lin Zhuyue and walked towards the elevator.
Lin Zhuyue initially put her arms around his neck, but after a while, her hands began to move upwards, constantly grabbing Shi Can's hair. Soon, Shi Can's hair was standing on end, as if he had been licked by eight hundred cats.
Shi Chan complained, “You’re so annoying…”
Lin Zhuyue chuckled twice.
Shi Chan put her on the bed and covered her with the quilt.
He returned to the bathroom in his room, combed his hair, went downstairs to catch the cat, and returned it to the cat room. After doing all this, he sat down at the desk and opened the semi-final schedule on his tablet.
Shi Can sighed, "The demons are dancing wildly."
Shi Can clicked on the name of the opponent who would face Lin Zhuyue in the first round of the competition schedule, and a very simple introduction of the player popped up -
Yan Yiyu, a fifth-year student at Kunlun Branch, is a corpse-driver who has been passed down from generation to generation.
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