"I always feel that tasks like this should be handled by someone influential, and the only influential people I know, aside from Xi Ming the student council president, are... Luo Yanran?" Luo Qianqian mused, propping her chin with her hand.
"Xi Ming would be fine, but if anything goes wrong, it would definitely blow up," Elvis frowned, his face clearly disapproving. "Sure, Xi Ming has prestige, but that shouldn't be a reason to..."
"That's why I don't plan to let him do it," Luo Qianqian blinked. "What has more appeal than an idol?"
"...Him? Are you sure it won't turn into a stampede? You'll end up in the hospital before anyone else even makes a move," Qin Nuan said mercilessly.
After hearing Qin Nuan's words, Luo Qianqian subconsciously touched her arm, as if, maybe, indeed, probably, there was such a possibility, huh? Thinking about how it was still not wake-up time that morning and it was dim outside...
