Genting: You're supposed to teach us skills, but you're going to perform magical arts?

After leaving the competition venue, the two walked side by side in the sunset.

As dusk settled outside the venue, the evening breeze carried the lingering warmth of the event, yet it couldn't dispel the tender, ambiguous atmosphere that lingered between the two.

Wen Ruan, standing to the side, smiled and spoke.

"Congratulations on advancing to the finals! How about treating me to a big meal to celebrate?"

She turned her head to the side, and the setting sun fell right into her eyes, spreading a gentle, soft light.

Her dark eyes were very lively, and her long eyelashes blinked, carrying a unique kind of clear naiveté.

"A feast?"

Ye Fan raised an eyebrow slightly, casually pulled a slightly crumpled coupon from his pocket, and slowly waved it in front of her, a playful look in his eyes.

"There's a new all-you-can-eat BBQ place that just opened up around here. It's 89 yuan per person, and they have a buy-one-get-one-free deal. Want to go?"

Wenruan rolled her eyes dramatically, her tone reproachful.

"You're such a cheapskate! I'm a favorite on the school team to make it to the finals, and you only treat me to 89 yuan worth of barbecue? And that's with a discount! Why didn't you just treat me to some spicy hot pot to make up the difference?"

"Oh? Mala Tang?"

Ye Fan raised the corners of his lips and looked at her with great interest.

"Is it one of those spicy hot pot places that costs six yuan a bowl?"

"What?! Six yuan a bowl? Who prices their mala tang (spicy hot pot) so outrageously...?"

Wen Ruan instinctively opened her mouth to refute, but suddenly stopped halfway through her sentence.

She instantly recognized the widely circulated meme, her ears flushed crimson, and her entire cheeks burned and turned red.

The girl was embarrassed and annoyed. She stomped her foot lightly, and her fair, pink fist landed lightly on Ye Fan's shoulder.

"You're so mean, don't talk nonsense!"

Seeing her blushing, shy, and embarrassed expression, Ye Fan felt a clear flutter in his heart, and his heart softened completely.

He suppressed his smile, immediately composed himself, and smoothly changed the subject.

"I'm just kidding you. Let's hurry up and set off. After we finish our barbecue, we can stop by the arcade to try our luck at winning some prizes."

"Alright."

She nodded gently, feigning reluctance, and looked at him reproachfully with her eyes.

"I'll let you off this time, but remember this: you really do owe me a top-notch meal."

The two arrived at their destination quickly.

Perhaps because it was the peak dinner time, the restaurant was bustling with people and every seat was occupied, filled with a lively atmosphere of smoke and cooking.

There were no seats available at the moment, so the two had to stand side by side in the waiting area, chatting idly while quietly waiting in line.

"By the way, the finals don't start for another three days. What are your plans for the next couple of days? Are you still going to stream as usual?"

Ye Fan nodded slightly, a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

"It will definitely be broadcast."

Yesterday, I missed a live stream without explanation, and the fans in the live stream room were already making a huge fuss. If I continue to slack off and not show up, I don't know how they will tease me.

Ultimately, the most realistic reason is simply a lack of money.

He was already short of money, and the only spare change he had was transferred to him by his friend Zhang Peng in advance.

That's why he was so stingy, using the coupons only to treat Wenruan to an affordable all-you-can-eat barbecue.

I received quite a few gifts during this period of live streaming, but the platform withdrawals are temporarily unavailable due to a fixed period.

He had already planned it out in his mind. Once the money was successfully withdrawn, the first thing he would do was replace it with a high-definition live streaming camera with one that had a clear picture quality.

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After chatting casually for a while, a waiter in uniform walked over slowly and announced that a seat had been arranged.

Following the waiter's directions, I entered the store and was successfully seated in my private booth.

The entire shop is exquisitely and meticulously decorated. There are no enclosed private rooms inside; instead, sheer curtains are cleverly used to separate the spaces, creating individual booths with excellent privacy.

The hazy curtains gently block out the outside world, shutting out all the noise and creating a wonderful atmosphere.

The warm, soft light gently spilled down, enveloping the two of them.

Most of the people sitting around were couples, their arms around each other, whispering sweet nothings that drifted over their ears.

The warm, light apricot light bathed the entire booth, and the sheer curtains hung halfway down, blocking out all the noise from the outside world. The enclosed yet gentle space allowed the ambiguous atmosphere in the air to gradually warm up.

The enchanting atmosphere surrounding her enveloped her, and her soft cheeks began to burn uncontrollably.

She deliberately avoided Ye Fan's gaze, her eyes darting around in a panic. She could only lower her head, mechanically flipping the meat on the grill with tongs in her fingers, not daring to look up and meet his eyes.

Ye Fan initially felt slightly uncomfortable with the intimate atmosphere.

But when I glanced at the little girl and saw her looking shy and awkward, keeping her head down and avoiding eye contact the whole time, my tense mood instantly dissipated.

Seeing her ears turn bright red, almost bleeding, and her feigned composure masking her inner panic, I could no longer suppress my amusement.

A low laugh escaped from his throat, clear and languid.

The sudden laughter made Wenruan's body tremble slightly. She immediately looked up at him, her eyes filled with a hint of embarrassment and annoyance.

"What are you laughing at? What's so funny!"

Ye Fan smiled, his gaze fixed on her flushed face, a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"It's nothing."

He deliberately drew out his words, picked up a piece of roasted pork belly with his chopsticks, which was crispy and juicy, carefully wrapped it in lettuce and sauce, and placed it directly on the warm plate.

"It's just that when I see someone so shy that they don't dare to look up, I find it especially cute."

Wenruan was stung by the blunt words, her cheeks flushed again, and she pursed her lips in annoyance.

He reached out and poked at the roast meat on his plate, muttering angrily.

"I wasn't shy, I was just focused on eating."

Despite her stubbornness and feigned pride, her slightly evasive eyes betrayed her true intentions.

"Yes, yes, eat quickly, it won't taste good when it gets cold."

Ye Fan saw through it but didn't say anything, a faint smile always playing on his lips.

The sizzling beef on the grill filled the booths draped with sheer curtains, its rich aroma permeating the air.

He skillfully grilled the meat for her, carefully sorting out the perfectly grilled pieces and handing them to her, his every move natural and intimate, as if it were something he had always been used to.

Wen Ruan looked at his focused and serious profile, the warm light falling on his features, highlighting his clean and sharp lines.

My heartbeat suddenly went off track, and I hurriedly lowered my head to take a big bite of the grilled meat, trying to hide the panic in my heart.

"Ye Fan, focus on your food and stop staring at me."

How would you know I was looking at you if you weren't looking at me?

Ye Fan retorted.

"You... Hmph!"

Wenruan glared at him angrily, then ignored him and continued to show off her flesh.

Ye Fan looked at Wen Ruan, who was burying her head in the sand like an ostrich, her cheeks flushed and puffed out in anger, and she looked extremely cute.

He suddenly remembered a sentence.

Just like that gentle lowering of the head, like a water lily shyly trembling in the cool breeze!

The sudden laughter made Wenruan's body tremble slightly. She immediately looked up at him, her eyes filled with a hint of embarrassment and annoyance.

"What are you laughing at? What's so funny!"

Ye Fan smiled, his gaze fixed on her flushed face, a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"It's nothing."

He deliberately drew out his words, picked up a piece of roasted pork belly with his chopsticks, which was crispy and juicy, carefully wrapped it in lettuce and sauce, and placed it directly on the warm plate.

"It's just that when I see someone so shy that they don't dare to look up, I find it especially cute."

Wenruan was stung by the blunt words, her cheeks flushed again, and she pursed her lips in annoyance.

He reached out and poked at the roast meat on his plate, muttering angrily.

"I wasn't shy, I was just focused on eating."

Despite her stubbornness and feigned pride, her slightly evasive eyes betrayed her true intentions.

"Yes, yes, eat quickly, it won't taste good when it gets cold."

Ye Fan saw through it but didn't say anything, a faint smile always playing on his lips.

The sizzling beef on the grill filled the booths draped with sheer curtains, its rich aroma permeating the air.

He skillfully grilled the meat for her, carefully sorting out the perfectly grilled pieces and handing them to her, his every move natural and intimate, as if it were something he had always been used to.

Wen Ruan looked at his focused and serious profile, the warm light falling on his features, highlighting his clean and sharp lines.

My heartbeat suddenly went off track, and I hurriedly lowered my head to take a big bite of the grilled meat, trying to hide the panic in my heart.

"Ye Fan, focus on your food and stop staring at me."

How would you know I was looking at you if you weren't looking at me?

Ye Fan retorted.

"You... Hmph!"

Wenruan glared at him angrily, then ignored him and continued to show off her flesh.

Ye Fan looked at Wen Ruan, who was burying her head in the sand like an ostrich, her cheeks flushed and puffed out in anger, and she looked extremely cute.

He suddenly remembered a sentence.

Just like that gentle lowering of the head, like a water lily shyly trembling in the cool breeze!

"What are you laughing at? What's so funny!"

Ye Fan smiled, his gaze fixed on her flushed face, a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"It's nothing."

He deliberately drew out his words, picked up a piece of roasted pork belly with his chopsticks, which was crispy and juicy, carefully wrapped it in lettuce and sauce, and placed it directly on the warm plate.

"It's just that when I see someone so shy that they don't dare to look up, I find it especially cute."

Wenruan was stung by the blunt words, her cheeks flushed again, and she pursed her lips in annoyance.

He reached out and poked at the roast meat on his plate, muttering angrily.

"I wasn't shy, I was just focused on eating."

Despite her stubbornness and feigned pride, her slightly evasive eyes betrayed her true intentions.

"Yes, yes, eat quickly, it won't taste good when it gets cold."

Ye Fan saw through it but didn't say anything, a faint smile always playing on his lips.

The sizzling beef on the grill filled the booths draped with sheer curtains, its rich aroma permeating the air.

He skillfully grilled the meat for her, carefully sorting out the perfectly grilled pieces and handing them to her, his every move natural and intimate, as if it were something he had always been used to.

Wen Ruan looked at his focused and serious profile, the warm light falling on his features, highlighting his clean and sharp lines.

My heartbeat suddenly went off track, and I hurriedly lowered my head to take a big bite of the grilled meat, trying to hide the panic in my heart.

"Ye Fan, focus on your food and stop staring at me."

How would you know I was looking at you if you weren't looking at me?

Ye Fan retorted.

"You... Hmph!"

Wenruan glared at him angrily, then ignored him and continued to show off her flesh.

Ye Fan looked at Wen Ruan, who was burying her head in the sand like an ostrich, her cheeks flushed and puffed out in anger, and she looked extremely cute.

He suddenly remembered a sentence.

Just like that gentle lowering of the head, like a water lily shyly trembling in the cool breeze!

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"What are you laughing at? What's so funny!"

Ye Fan smiled, his gaze fixed on her flushed face, a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"It's nothing."

He deliberately drew out his words, picked up a piece of roasted pork belly with his chopsticks, which was crispy and juicy, carefully wrapped it in lettuce and sauce, and placed it directly on the warm plate.

"It's just that when I see someone so shy that they don't dare to look up, I find it especially cute."

Wenruan was stung by the blunt words, her cheeks flushed again, and she pursed her lips in annoyance.

He reached out and poked at the roast meat on his plate, muttering angrily.

"I wasn't shy, I was just focused on eating."

Despite her stubbornness and feigned pride, her slightly evasive eyes betrayed her true intentions.

"Yes, yes, eat quickly, it won't taste good when it gets cold."

Ye Fan saw through it but didn't say anything, a faint smile always playing on his lips.

The sizzling beef on the grill filled the booths draped with sheer curtains, its rich aroma permeating the air.

He skillfully grilled the meat for her, carefully sorting out the perfectly grilled pieces and handing them to her, his every move natural and intimate, as if it were something he had always been used to.

Wen Ruan looked at his focused and serious profile, the warm light falling on his features, highlighting his clean and sharp lines.

My heartbeat suddenly went off track, and I hurriedly lowered my head to take a big bite of the grilled meat, trying to hide the panic in my heart.

"Ye Fan, focus on your food and stop staring at me."

How would you know I was looking at you if you weren't looking at me?

Ye Fan retorted.

"You... Hmph!"

Wenruan glared at him angrily, then ignored him and continued to show off her flesh.

Ye Fan looked at Wen Ruan, who was burying her head in the sand like an ostrich, her cheeks flushed and puffed out in anger, and she looked extremely cute.

He suddenly remembered a sentence.

Just like that gentle lowering of the head, like a water lily shyly trembling in the cool breeze!

"What are you laughing at? What's so funny!"

Ye Fan smiled, his gaze fixed on her flushed face, a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"It's nothing."

He deliberately drew out his words, picked up a piece of roasted pork belly with his chopsticks, which was crispy and juicy, carefully wrapped it in lettuce and sauce, and placed it directly on the warm plate.

"It's just that when I see someone so shy that they don't dare to look up, I find it especially cute."

Wenruan was stung by the blunt words, her cheeks flushed again, and she pursed her lips in annoyance.

He reached out and poked at the roast meat on his plate, muttering angrily.

"I wasn't shy, I was just focused on eating."

Despite her stubbornness and feigned pride, her slightly evasive eyes betrayed her true intentions.

"Yes, yes, eat quickly, it won't taste good when it gets cold."

Ye Fan saw through it but didn't say anything, a faint smile always playing on his lips.

The sizzling beef on the grill filled the booths draped with sheer curtains, its rich aroma permeating the air.

He skillfully grilled the meat for her, carefully sorting out the perfectly grilled pieces and handing them to her, his every move natural and intimate, as if it were something he had always been used to.

Wen Ruan looked at his focused and serious profile, the warm light falling on his features, highlighting his clean and sharp lines.

My heartbeat suddenly went off track, and I hurriedly lowered my head to take a big bite of the grilled meat, trying to hide the panic in my heart.

"Ye Fan, focus on your food and stop staring at me."

How would you know I was looking at you if you weren't looking at me?

Ye Fan retorted.

"You... Hmph!"

Wenruan glared at him angrily, then ignored him and continued to show off her flesh.

Ye Fan looked at Wen Ruan, who was burying her head in the sand like an ostrich, her cheeks flushed and puffed out in anger, and she looked extremely cute.

He suddenly remembered a sentence.

Just like that gentle lowering of the head, like a water lily shyly trembling in the cool breeze!

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"What are you laughing at? What's so funny!"

Ye Fan smiled, his gaze fixed on her flushed face, a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"It's nothing."

He deliberately drew out his words, picked up a piece of roasted pork belly with his chopsticks, which was crispy and juicy, carefully wrapped it in lettuce and sauce, and placed it directly on the warm plate.

"It's just that when I see someone so shy that they don't dare to look up, I find it especially cute."

Wenruan was stung by the blunt words, her cheeks flushed again, and she pursed her lips in annoyance.

He reached out and poked at the roast meat on his plate, muttering angrily.

"I wasn't shy, I was just focused on eating."

Despite her stubbornness and feigned pride, her slightly evasive eyes betrayed her true intentions.

"Yes, yes, eat quickly, it won't taste good when it gets cold."

Ye Fan saw through it but didn't say anything, a faint smile always playing on his lips.

The sizzling beef on the grill filled the booths draped with sheer curtains, its rich aroma permeating the air.

He skillfully grilled the meat for her, carefully sorting out the perfectly grilled pieces and handing them to her, his every move natural and intimate, as if it were something he had always been used to.

Wen Ruan looked at his focused and serious profile, the warm light falling on his features, highlighting his clean and sharp lines.

My heartbeat suddenly went off track, and I hurriedly lowered my head to take a big bite of the grilled meat, trying to hide the panic in my heart.

"Ye Fan, focus on your food and stop staring at me."

How would you know I was looking at you if you weren't looking at me?

Ye Fan retorted.

"You... Hmph!"

Wenruan glared at him angrily, then ignored him and continued to show off her flesh.

Ye Fan looked at Wen Ruan, who was burying her head in the sand like an ostrich, her cheeks flushed and puffed out in anger, and she looked extremely cute.

He suddenly remembered a sentence.

Just like that gentle lowering of the head, like a water lily shyly trembling in the cool breeze!

"What are you laughing at? What's so funny!"

Ye Fan smiled, his gaze fixed on her flushed face, a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"It's nothing."

He deliberately drew out his words, picked up a piece of roasted pork belly with his chopsticks, which was crispy and juicy, carefully wrapped it in lettuce and sauce, and placed it directly on the warm plate.

"It's just that when I see someone so shy that they don't dare to look up, I find it especially cute."

Wenruan was stung by the blunt words, her cheeks flushed again, and she pursed her lips in annoyance.

He reached out and poked at the roast meat on his plate, muttering angrily.

"I wasn't shy, I was just focused on eating."

Despite her stubbornness and feigned pride, her slightly evasive eyes betrayed her true intentions.

"Yes, yes, eat quickly, it won't taste good when it gets cold."

Ye Fan saw through it but didn't say anything, a faint smile always playing on his lips.

The sizzling beef on the grill filled the booths draped with sheer curtains, its rich aroma permeating the air.

He skillfully grilled the meat for her, carefully sorting out the perfectly grilled pieces and handing them to her, his every move natural and intimate, as if it were something he had always been used to.

Wen Ruan looked at his focused and serious profile, the warm light falling on his features, highlighting his clean and sharp lines.

My heartbeat suddenly went off track, and I hurriedly lowered my head to take a big bite of the grilled meat, trying to hide the panic in my heart.

"Ye Fan, focus on your food and stop staring at me."

How would you know I was looking at you if you weren't looking at me?

Ye Fan retorted.

"You... Hmph!"

Wenruan glared at him angrily, then ignored him and continued to show off her flesh.

Ye Fan looked at Wen Ruan, who was burying her head in the sand like an ostrich, her cheeks flushed and puffed out in anger, and she looked extremely cute.

He suddenly remembered a sentence.

Just like that gentle lowering of the head, like a water lily shyly trembling in the cool breeze!

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"What are you laughing at? What's so funny!"

Ye Fan smiled, his gaze fixed on her flushed face, a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"It's nothing."

He deliberately drew out his words, picked up a piece of roasted pork belly with his chopsticks, which was crispy and juicy, carefully wrapped it in lettuce and sauce, and placed it directly on the warm plate.

"It's just that when I see someone so shy that they don't dare to look up, I find it especially cute."

Wenruan was stung by the blunt words, her cheeks flushed again, and she pursed her lips in annoyance.

He reached out and poked at the roast meat on his plate, muttering angrily.

"I wasn't shy, I was just focused on eating."

Despite her stubbornness and feigned pride, her slightly evasive eyes betrayed her true intentions.

"Yes, yes, eat quickly, it won't taste good when it gets cold."

Ye Fan saw through it but didn't say anything, a faint smile always playing on his lips.

The sizzling beef on the grill filled the booths draped with sheer curtains, its rich aroma permeating the air.

He skillfully grilled the meat for her, carefully sorting out the perfectly grilled pieces and handing them to her, his every move natural and intimate, as if it were something he had always been used to.

Wen Ruan looked at his focused and serious profile, the warm light falling on his features, highlighting his clean and sharp lines.

My heartbeat suddenly went off track, and I hurriedly lowered my head to take a big bite of the grilled meat, trying to hide the panic in my heart.

"Ye Fan, focus on your food and stop staring at me."

How would you know I was looking at you if you weren't looking at me?

Ye Fan retorted.

"You... Hmph!"

Wenruan glared at him angrily, then ignored him and continued to show off her flesh.

Ye Fan looked at Wen Ruan, who was burying her head in the sand like an ostrich, her cheeks flushed and puffed out in anger, and she looked extremely cute.

He suddenly remembered a sentence.

Just like that gentle lowering of the head, like a water lily shyly trembling in the cool breeze!

"What are you laughing at? What's so funny!"

Ye Fan smiled, his gaze fixed on her flushed face, a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"It's nothing."

He deliberately drew out his words, picked up a piece of roasted pork belly with his chopsticks, which was crispy and juicy, carefully wrapped it in lettuce and sauce, and placed it directly on the warm plate.

"It's just that when I see someone so shy that they don't dare to look up, I find it especially cute."

Wenruan was stung by the blunt words, her cheeks flushed again, and she pursed her lips in annoyance.

He reached out and poked at the roast meat on his plate, muttering angrily.

"I wasn't shy, I was just focused on eating."

Despite her stubbornness and feigned pride, her slightly evasive eyes betrayed her true intentions.

"Yes, yes, eat quickly, it won't taste good when it gets cold."

Ye Fan saw through it but didn't say anything, a faint smile always playing on his lips.

The sizzling beef on the grill filled the booths draped with sheer curtains, its rich aroma permeating the air.

He skillfully grilled the meat for her, carefully sorting out the perfectly grilled pieces and handing them to her, his every move natural and intimate, as if it were something he had always been used to.

Wen Ruan looked at his focused and serious profile, the warm light falling on his features, highlighting his clean and sharp lines.

My heartbeat suddenly went off track, and I hurriedly lowered my head to take a big bite of the grilled meat, trying to hide the panic in my heart.

"Ye Fan, focus on your food and stop staring at me."

How would you know I was looking at you if you weren't looking at me?

Ye Fan retorted.

"You... Hmph!"

Wenruan glared at him angrily, then ignored him and continued to show off her flesh.

Ye Fan looked at Wen Ruan, who was burying her head in the sand like an ostrich, her cheeks flushed and puffed out in anger, and she looked extremely cute.

He suddenly remembered a sentence.

Just like that gentle lowering of the head, like a water lily shyly trembling in the cool breeze!

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"What are you laughing at? What's so funny!"

Ye Fan smiled, his gaze fixed on her flushed face, a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"It's nothing."

He deliberately drew out his words, picked up a piece of roasted pork belly with his chopsticks, which was crispy and juicy, carefully wrapped it in lettuce and sauce, and placed it directly on the warm plate.

"It's just that when I see someone so shy that they don't dare to look up, I find it especially cute."

Wenruan was stung by the blunt words, her cheeks flushed again, and she pursed her lips in annoyance.

He reached out and poked at the roast meat on his plate, muttering angrily.

"I wasn't shy, I was just focused on eating."

Despite her stubbornness and feigned pride, her slightly evasive eyes betrayed her true intentions.

"Yes, yes, eat quickly, it won't taste good when it gets cold."

Ye Fan saw through it but didn't say anything, a faint smile always playing on his lips.

The sizzling beef on the grill filled the booths draped with sheer curtains, its rich aroma permeating the air.

He skillfully grilled the meat for her, carefully sorting out the perfectly grilled pieces and handing them to her, his every move natural and intimate, as if it were something he had always been used to.

Wen Ruan looked at his focused and serious profile, the warm light falling on his features, highlighting his clean and sharp lines.

My heartbeat suddenly went off track, and I hurriedly lowered my head to take a big bite of the grilled meat, trying to hide the panic in my heart.

"Ye Fan, focus on your food and stop staring at me."

How would you know I was looking at you if you weren't looking at me?

Ye Fan retorted.

"You... Hmph!"

Wenruan glared at him angrily, then ignored him and continued to show off her flesh.

Ye Fan looked at Wen Ruan, who was burying her head in the sand like an ostrich, her cheeks flushed and puffed out in anger, and she looked extremely cute.

He suddenly remembered a sentence.

Just like that gentle lowering of the head, like a water lily shyly trembling in the cool breeze!