Chapter 7: The Spirit of Foolish Old Man
"What——" Xiaowei looked at them in surprise: "Are you kidding me? How could the young master of our house possibly like me."
She grew up with the young master since childhood, and every time she would hide far away, secretly watching the young master who was more dazzling than the sun. Occasionally when the lady spoke to her, she could get closer to the young master.
The young master has been very popular since he was a child, and the number of rich ladies around him is countless. He has never heard that the young master liked anyone, let alone her. The young master didn't even look at her properly, and always said she was a troublemaker.
"I don't like it now, and who knows about the future!" Ye Jingwen crossed her arms, looking very serious.
"Exactly! Xiaowei, you have to have confidence in yourself. Every time it's all about Master this and Master that, do you want to spend your whole life just calling him Master? Don't you want to openly call him Yu Chen and then hear him call you honey~~~"
Calmly holding her reddened face, she looked infatuated, and even felt embarrassed herself.
"Hmph! Hanyi is too... Ah, I think it's hard to make the young master like me." Hanging her head in despair, not a spark of motivation could be ignited, after all, he was her young master!
"Xiao Wei, you're giving up before it's even started. Are you willing to accept that?" Ye Jingwen stretched out her right hand in front of her. Calmly seeing this, with a bright smile, she placed her hand on top of Jingwen's hand.
"Xiao Wei, we are your strong backing, let's see that spirit of moving mountains!"
The corners of her mouth twitched in resignation, Xiao Wei lowered her head, placing her hands on top of each other, and said in a low, mournful tone: "Calm down, can we use a different word next time?" Raising her head again, she put on a spirited expression, with determination etched in her moist eyes.
"Don't give up before it's even started! Once you've begun, absolutely don't give up! Come on!"
"Come on——"
Oh——oh——oh! Under the scorching sun, the classmates watching the game did not lose their enthusiasm due to the heat, but instead became even more enthusiastic after Bao'er Ming took the field.
Behind the scenes, Yin Tengye supported his waist and drank water expressionlessly. Guo Yaofu calmly glanced at the maid who was looking around beside him and pulled him to one side.
"How did you bring your housemaid along? She's that Eun-bi or something who always follows you around?"
"Mm." Yin Teng nodded absent-mindedly, his hand resting on the small of his back, his mind preoccupied. Just now on the way here, Xiyan had already applied a plaster to him, alleviating some of the pain; he should be fine for the match.
Kwak Yav saw Night's attitude was cold and distant, biting her lower lip with a resentful gaze at Ae Hye-yeon.
"Yin Teng Ye, are you ready? It's time to go on stage." The host reminded, the music ended and immediately went on stage, no nonsense, directly opening: "No more wasting time, please welcome the last one on stage -"
"Go for it, boss!"
Yin Tengye gave his colleagues a high-five, brushed aside the scattered bangs on his forehead, puffed out his confident lips, and passed by Bao Erming with a disdainful glance that was reluctant to reveal even a hint of emotion. At this moment, there was only victory in his eyes.
The music starts, the rhythm bangs loudly, shaking her golden hair, Yin Tongye steps on the drumbeat, dancing with ease and agility, the screams from the audience rise and fall, as if the energy that has been stored for a long time is finally released at this moment.
Ahee-yeon stood on the side stage, watching Young Master dance with all his might, and couldn't help but exclaim: "I didn't know my Young Master could dance so well!"
"Yè kě shì wǒmen zhè lǐ zuì yǒu shí lì de wǔ zhě, bù guǎn shì breaking、popping、raggae hái shì jazz, tā dōu tiào de hěn hǎo, dōu hěn yòng xīn zài tiào, rú guǒ bù shì nǐ zǒng guǎn zhe tā, tā hái huì yǒu gèng duō liàn wǔ de shí jiān!"
Translation: "He is actually the most powerful dancer here, whether it's breaking, popping, raggae or jazz, he dances very well and puts his heart into it. If you didn't manage him, he would have even more time to practice dancing!"
Facing the avant-garde dressed younger sister in front of her, Ah-hyun smiled wryly and pulled the corner of her mouth: "I really didn't know that Young Master loved dancing so much. I was promoted to be Young Master's personal maid when he was a freshman in high school last year. My duty is not to take care of Young Master! It's just the old master's orders, and I have no choice."
"Hmph! I don't care who gave you the order, but remember one thing clearly: you're just a maid of the night, it's best if you don't have any other ideas!"
Kuo Ya-fu stood up straight, pointing at Ai Hsi-yen's nose, with a look of declaring sovereignty.
Ai Xiyuan smiled, took a glance at this little sister, and said calmly: "I'm two years older than the young master, but age is not a problem, because the person I like is three years younger than me, hehehe..."
Covering her mouth to stifle a smile, Ah-hyun's mind is now filled with Soo-yeon's dazzling figure and his mesmerizing eyes that left her breathless.
"Are you serious?" A sharp gaze flashed in the corner of her eyes, and if it was a false lie, it would be exposed immediately.
"One hundred percent!" Eyebrows raised, gaze shifted quickly, a swift step forward, Ai Xiyen arrived at Yin Tengye's side, handing over the towel and water: "Young master, please use! Young master jumped really well!"
"Night! Are you done jumping? How was it? You should be in good shape, right!" Guo Ya Fu snatched the towel and actively wiped his sweat for him.
Yin Tengye leaned against the waist, silently drinking water. He recalled the scene of just dancing on stage, with two imperfect movements. As long as he used the strength of his waist, the tearing pain would make his movements slow.
Crack! The plastic cup was tightly pinched in his palm, and at this moment, he could only grit his teeth to hold back his anger, and he had to put all his strength into the upcoming Dou dance, where he couldn't afford to make any mistakes!
Yin Tengye's actions shocked everyone, Zhong Wei pulled Du Xiong's pants, with a bad premonition, as if he saw the president emitting intense flames all over his body. Was the president stimulated?
"Night, you don't look too good, what's wrong?" Guo Ya Fu worriedly took over the plastic cup that had been crumpled by him. Normally, Night's face wouldn't have such a severe expression if nothing was wrong.
"Master, would you like another drink of water?" Ah-hyun sneaked a glance at his waist and her heart was racing.
"No need, I'm going on stage now." Yin Tongye's face was solemn, and he carefully made his way step by step towards the stage.
Watching Master move slowly, Ai Xiyuan even started sweating on her forehead.
Won't that be because of those two times this morning, Young Master's waist got injured?! It's all over, if Young Master doesn't get first place because of his waist, she'll definitely die!
Kwak Yoo-bin caught Ah-hee-yeon's guilty gaze and hastily shouted, "Do you know something?! Is Ye-eun hurt?!"
"Uh, that, the young master...". Without explanation, Ai Xiyuan rushed to the side of the stage, close to the audience, and prepared her communication device. Her two eyes stared blankly at the young master on the stage, ready to call for an air ambulance to send him to the hospital at any moment.
The audience was enthusiastic, and the dance battle began. Each dancer stepped out to the rhythm with great momentum, facing their opponent fearlessly, twisting every joint of their body, showcasing their exquisite dancing skills.
A head of blue hair catches the eye, and Bao Erming's appearance on stage is met with screams. The golden hair on his forehead swings back and forth as Yin Tengye dances lightly alongside him, also eliciting incessant screams.
Everyone's attention was focused on these two people——
