Chapter 4 4

I didn't hear him finish his sentence, so I immediately turned around and faced the commander's platform. Because the voice of "it's the turn of beauty No. 6" is coming from the stage. I concentrated my attention, adjusted my internal breath, stood firm on my horse, and fixed my eyes on the hydrangea in the hands of beauty No. 6. Beauty No. 6 even took a few steps before throwing the hydrangea. She is such a good girl, so touching. The hydrangea was thrown high, and the red mass became bigger and clearer in the eyes during the falling process, and the internal lines and structures could almost be seen.

I didn't have time to think about it, my instinctive reaction was to squat slightly, then bounce up and stretch my hands. The red in front of my eyes suddenly disappeared, only the blue sky and white clouds were seen. As soon as his feet hit the ground, he saw Lai Deren, who was half a head taller than me, holding a hydrangea in his hands and smiling triumphantly. "You..." I pointed at him, speechless. As if thinking of something suddenly, his smile froze instantly, and he let out an "ah". He rushed into my arms quickly, and I felt my hands being pulled by a force, grabbing something.

After Lai Deren backed away, my hands were holding the hydrangea. "Come on stage." He pushed me. "Huh?" I was a little dazed. "You have received the hydrangea, go to the stage to receive the award!" He pushed me again. The push was a bit stronger this time, my center of gravity was unstable, and I took two steps back. "But..." I frowned. He simply pulled me through the crowd quickly, I held the hydrangea tightly with both hands, and my steps were a little staggering. He pulled me to the edge of the command platform. Before I could figure out what was going on, I was guided up the steps and stood on the platform with my hydrangea in my hands.

The host and beauty No. 6 came over. He first congratulated me a few words, then asked my name and department level, and then awarded me the prize in the handbag, and I took it with my right hand. Beauty No. 6 had a smile on her face all the time, but she never spoke. "There is also a coupon for the restaurant inside, remember to dine with beauty No. 6 on time." The host clapped his hands after speaking, but no one in the audience followed suit. "I wish you a smooth date." The host finally said, "Let's shake hands." Beauty No. 6 stretched out her right hand first, but I held the hydrangea with both hands, and the fingers of my right hand hooked the bag; I had to quickly hand the bag to the fingers of my left hand, hold the hydrangea with my chin and left hand, and then stretched out my right hand.

It may be that I look very embarrassed, she laughed out loud, this is the first time I heard her voice. The moment I held her right hand, I only felt a softness and a little dizziness. In my impression, except for holding my mother's hand when I was a child, it seems that I have never held a girl's hand. But the impression is inaccurate. Maybe when I went to the hospital when I was a child, the nurse saw that I was cute, so she held my little hand, maybe she even kissed me. Anyway, Mom, I've finally grown up, you can rest assured. "You can really step down," said the host.

I woke up from a big dream and walked off the stage with my face flushed, my hands still holding the hydrangea tightly. "It's so ugly, it's like I've never seen a girl in my life." Lai Deren was waiting for me off the stage, and he came over immediately after I got off the stage and slapped my head hard. "I……" "Come on." He pushed me. "It's embarrassing." Lai Deren pulled me away from the playground and walked directly back to the dormitory. I have been holding the hydrangea with both hands, and I can't swing my hands to walk, and I feel that my steps are a little vain.

Occasionally there was a loud noise from behind, and the hydrangea throwing activity was still going on. My mind was a little confused, and I felt like I was in a weird dream, which was very unreal. But along the way, the hydrangea always made a subtle but crisp sound, but the sound was very real. "You can put down the hydrangea." Lai Deren said. When I came back to my senses, I found that I had arrived in the dormitory, so I put the hydrangea on the table and sat down on the lower bunk. "That's mine." Lai Deren pointed to the handbag hooked on my left finger.

"Oh." I handed him the bag. He took out a gift wrapped in a rectangular cuboid from the bag, about 30 centimeters high. "This thing is heavy." He weighed it with his right hand. "And a coupon for a restaurant," I said. "Really?" He looked into the bag with his head, "No." "How is it possible?" I was taken aback and couldn't help standing up. "Here it is!" He shook the invitation ticket in his left hand at me, then laughed loudly and said, "I'm scared." "Boring." I breathed a sigh of relief and grabbed the invitation ticket.

"The Second Lieutenant's Steakhouse?" I glanced at the coupon, "Have you heard of it?" "I've never heard of it." He shook his head, "Maybe it's newly opened." "Next Friday at seven o'clock..." I murmured. "Is there a problem?" "Of course it's okay, you're going to die." I said, "I just want to remember the time." "hey-hey." "Hey what?" "You should also treat me to a big meal." He said, "If it weren't for my athleticism and my body advantage, you wouldn't be able to grab the hydrangea in that chaotic situation."

"Do you still dare to say it?" I glanced at him, "I want to tell your girlfriend that you are going to grab hydrangeas." "Stop joking." He was anxious, "I was really just going to join in the fun, but I accidentally saw a hydrangea flying towards me. Of course my instinct was to jump up and catch it." "I still have to tell her and let her judge whether this instinctive reaction is worthwhile." "Please, don't even say it." "Then you should treat me to a big meal." "what?" "Call me after next Friday. I'm fasting during this time to make sure the date goes well."

"If you are cruel, please do." He picked up the hydrangea and played with it for a while, and the hydrangea made a clanging sound. "So there are a few small bells inside. Huh? There is also a small card." I took a closer look, and the card read: No. 6 beauty Weng Huiting. "I voted for Weng Wai Ting." He said, "She's in my top ten list, ranking third." "But I didn't vote for her." "If you didn't vote for her, don't be honest. Just say you did." "It's not good not to tell the truth." "No girl likes to hear this kind of truth, let alone a beautiful woman." "But……" "And the hydrangea was actually caught by me, and I absolutely can't say it." "It seems like a deception." "It's just a fun activity. Don't take it too seriously." I'm not an idiot, of course I know it's best not to tell the truth. I'm not one of those people with such a supernatural sense of morality that I'd die telling the truth. It just felt like it was unfair to her not to tell her the truth. Especially this kind of event, if it was held two hundred years ago, she would have to marry me. Maybe I could see this activity as fun, but what would she think? I have some uneasy conscience, although my heart is not very good.