Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!-Chapter 474 "Speechless

"Finally, I want to say to the students in front of the screen, all of you TM study hard. Your idol is a national top scorer. Don’t disgrace me; those who play games all day and don’t like to study, don’t claim to be my fans, because I won’t acknowledge you."

Originally quite touched and moved, they immediately burst into laughter when they heard her actually swear.

"Pfft, this lady is so domineering, I love it."

"Me too! Cool and badass, I can’t like her enough!"

Just when everyone thought she was going to put the microphone down, Yun Yue casually swept over the hundreds of expectant eyes in the audience, her thin lips slightly moved, "Suddenly I feel that everything one does should be seen through to its end. Please look forward to my performance in the KPL competition."

The scene quieted down for a few seconds before erupting into screams. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

"Ah!"

"Does this mean she’s making a comeback?"

"You heard right! No matter what, I have to snag a ticket to the KPL competition!"

Everyone at the scene, including outside the E-sports City and in front of the screens, went wild with excitement.

Suddenly, all the lights at the venue went out, plunging the entire competition site into darkness, except for the glowing lightsticks in the fans’ hands.

In the dark, Yun Yue felt a large and strong hand grab hers. Initially wanting to struggle, the touch felt incredibly familiar, so she allowed the hand to pull her and lead her away from the scene.

The venue descended into chaos, and when the lights came back on, the girl on the stage had vanished without a trace, as if she had never appeared at all. If not for her trending on Weibo and other apps with videos, they would actually think they were dreaming the same dream again.

"Y God just left like that? No way, what if she disappears again?"

"Don’t worry, Y God never goes back on her word. I’ll definitely grab a ticket to the KPL competition!"

All fans secretly vowed not to miss this competition—it was likely to be Y God’s last.

"Besides, we all know who she is now, we’re not afraid if she runs away," said the girl with two braids, admiration written all over her face.

She was also a college entrance examinee this year, but only got into a regular second-tier university in Beijing. She could have never dreamed that Y God was the top scorer of their cohort.

Freshmen three revisions, disciple of the President of the Painting Association, Vice President of the Calligraphy Association!

So many impressive titles, an ordinary person couldn’t compare to any single one of them in a lifetime.

Life is just like having cheats.

"Right, right, right, if worse comes to worst, we’ll just stake out at Jing University’s Painting and Calligraphy Associations."

With the monk running away, but the temple remaining, they really weren’t worried about her escaping now.

Yun Yue was pulled away from the scene by Xiao Chen, initially thinking he would take her straight outside. However, as they passed a rest room, she lost her balance and stumbled forward.

Click, the door gently closed.

As she came to her senses, she was cornered, and a face of flawless perfection was only three centimeters from hers.

"Sister Yue, how can you be so cool? You’re irresistibly lovable, absolutely irresistible," he drawled deliberately in a husky voice, a mix of untamed desire and teasing, intentionally elongating his words, his hot breath fanning her lips and nose.

Her back was tightly confined, and she was pinned to a corner by him. His eyes were clouded with an ambiguous haze, making the air around them feel scorching.

"Other Shore Flower, esports circle’s Y God, Vice President of the Calligraphy Association. You sure have a lot of aliases. What else is there that I don’t know about, hm?" His collar had somehow come undone, revealing his enticingly smooth collarbone and the enticing upward slide of his Adam’s apple.

When he first met her, he simply thought this kid acted too grown-up for her age—mature and composed. But as he got to know her, he found her shrouded in layers of mist, inscrutable, and the more it was so, the more he wanted to peel away those layers.

But it seemed he had fallen in, unable to clear away the fog, sinking deeper and deeper, addicted like a drug.

Yun Yue couldn’t break free, so she simply stopped struggling, wrapped her arms around his neck, flashed a wicked smile, and leaned close to his ear, "Guess."

Truly a charming little demoness.

Xiao Chen only felt a tingling and numbness around his ear, and it was as if ants were gnawing at his chest, an itching discomfort.

The light in the room was off, and the weak light from the hallway gleamed through the glass, but it was enough for them to clearly see each other’s faces.

A face with distinct features gradually loomed closer, and then Yun Yue felt the burn on the corner of her lips, her entire body enfolded in his arms, dizzy from the kiss.

Voices came from outside, taking about ten minutes to fade away, but there were still occasional passersby in the hallway.

"Do you think what the captain said meant that she’s going to participate in the KPL tournament?" Qing Que was still clueless.

Their hearts were even more excited and fervent than the fans at that moment.

"It must mean that, I’ll call and ask." Fed up with guessing, Lu Cheng decided to hear it straight from Yun Yue.

He dialed Yun Yue’s number, and everyone stopped in their tracks, nervously staring at his phone.

Yun Yue, lost in the kiss, felt weak all over. Through the wall, hearing that Lu Cheng was calling her, she wished she could smash her phone on his forehead.

The man in front of her seemed to think things weren’t chaotic enough and had no intention of stopping.

"Stop, I..."

As she opened her mouth, it just gave the other a chance to take advantage of her vulnerability, and her intended words were forcibly blocked.

Finally, she understood what it meant to be "at a loss for words."

Her phone’s ring blared, exceptionally clear and loud in the sealed, silent room.

The five people in the hallway, hearing the ringtone, looked around perplexed. Qing Que, confused, said, "That’s the captain’s ringtone. Where is she?"

They were sure they hadn’t misheard; the captain had used that ringtone for years.

"It seems to be coming from that room." Pointing towards a lounge ahead, Bi Luo looked as if he’d seen a ghost.

They all looked in that direction, step by step they approached the door, pushed it open to find pitch darkness, and turned on the light only to discover nothing there.

"There’s nothing. Could we have heard wrong?" Lu Cheng scratched his head and tried calling again, but the line was busy.

"It’s haunted."

Feeling a little scared, they were all sure they had heard something, yet when they opened the door, there was nothing.

"Let’s get out of here quick, it’s so quiet! It’s giving me the creeps," Lan Ying said, her body breaking out in goosebumps.

Even Lu Cheng was frightened, "Let’s go, let’s go. Later I’ll have someone from E-sports City bring in a master to expel the evil."

Their footsteps receded, and Yun Yue glared fiercely at the person sprawled over her.

They were both lying on the sofa, using the backrest as a shield from sight, or else they would have been discovered by those youngsters...

"They’re gone, perfect timing to keep going." Xiao Chen supported himself with one hand on the sofa, the other hand pinching her chin, his eyes twinkling with excitement.

Yun Yue snorted, pushed him away, sending him tumbling to the ground, and in the momentum, she was dragged down too, landing right on top of him.

"It seems Sister Yue can’t wait any longer, tossing herself into my arms, I really can’t bring myself to refuse~" He drawled at the end, his hands unbehavedly roaming her back.