CHAPTER 67: CHAPTER 67: CHENG ZHIRANG’S DECISIVE VICTORY

Mine? Mine? Mine!?

Is this the kind of tone that a stranger can use?! This voice almost made her feel like they already knew each other intimately in love, living together, and even had a child, and he was asking for a kiss!

Mu Qiu held back the urge to scream and cheered with great enthusiasm, "Brother Cheng is the best! The best in the world! None of them are your match, you’re the number one! You’re super, super, super amazing!"

The sound still echoed in the factory, Cheng Zhirang lowered his head and smiled gently, "Thank you."

Mu Qiu felt like she was struck by lightning, desperately wanting to express what she felt in her chest, but couldn’t find the right adjective.

That feeling piled up at her chest, as if it could burst out at any moment.

Guan Yu calmly patted her, "No need to be so excited just because your idol noticed you, I think you’re about to pass out."

Mu Qiu: It’s not about idol or not, it’s about how good-looking he is!

Her inspiration was about to explode her brain!

While the camera was mostly focused on the three intensely competing in the foam pit below, Mu Qiu quietly took out a sticky note and a small pen from the pocket of her overalls, and lying on the cushion, quickly wrote down words.

The person in the abyss surprisingly disguised as being gentle, looking up and softly luring the person at the edge of the abyss, will they sink into the abyss together or pull him up to give him light?

A bit of teenage-level wording, but just these few lines could give her enough inspiration to write an entire book—a male lead set with a troubled childhood and an abnormal psyche but showing more gentleness than anyone else, a female lead who unexpectedly appears as the sun, a redemption story where the female redeems the male. This information was enough to support the basic framework of the whole story.

Mu Qiu always writes as she pleases, not even knowing what the next book will be like, relying entirely on random inspiration, and once it hits, she can’t help but write.

"What are you writing?"

Someone shuffled over next to her. Guan Yu quietly asked her in a whisper.

Mu Qiu, without changing her expression, finished the last few words, then put the sticky note and pen back in her pocket, "I’m jotting down inspiration."

Guan Yu nodded in understanding, "No wonder, I’ve seen you with a particularly short pen writing and drawing during the last few sessions."

Mu Qiu turned her head and smiled softly at her.

The battle in the foam pit below was halfway through, Li Yang’s third attack failed, panting as Cheng Zhirang grabbed his arm, but he quickly slipped away nimbly. Shi Yuhuai, not currently engaged, stuck a stolen sticker on the collar of the white shirt under his white robe, sitting to catch his breath.

Li Yang was almost collapsing, he finally realized that their stickers were already on them and were impossible to get off, and now with Cheng Zhirang restraining him, he didn’t dare take out his own sticker to tear off and put on himself.

As expected, the young have a lot to learn in this scene, he felt outplayed by these two old foxes.

On his fourth attack, he was pinned into the foam pit by Cheng Zhirang, unable to break free, and when he attempted to climb up, he was mercilessly pushed down again.

In the chaos of foam pieces, he opened his mouth to breathe, his throat dry, "Let me up, Brother Cheng, Brother Cheng I’ll give it to you! Brother Cheng!"

Cheng Zhirang wouldn’t fall for it, kneeling on his back to pin one of his hands, then releasing a hand to reach in front of him, "Then give it to me, give it and I’ll let go."

Cheng Zhirang was also breathing heavily, given that they’d gone back and forth several times, sweating was normal.

Li Yang, still thinking of grabbing back when released, was overwhelmed and could only begrudgingly hand a sticker over his shoulder, holding it tightly so much that Cheng Zhirang nearly couldn’t snatch it.

Li Yang had no choice but to randomly pull a sticker from his pocket, since except for the Life Value inside, the rest were identical, he had no way of knowing whether the one snagged was Shu Ran’s that he grabbed before, or his own.

Having lost two stickers, Li *spirit* young *Yang had no fighting spirit. After Cheng Zhirang released him, he continued to lie in the foam pieces, sadly recalling his lost Life Value.

Having lamented enough, he got up and looked at Shu Ran on the platform, "I’m sorry, Sister Shu Ran, I’ve let you down. I can’t compete with Brother Cheng and Brother Huai."

"It’s okay," Shu Ran said gently, "I just thought about it, you took my sticker, then got yours taken, I should be happy about it."

She was practically ecstatic, honestly, the robber always gets robbed back.

Li Yang was a bit choked up: "......"

Utterly hurt.

Having lost fighting spirit along with a high damage value, Li Yang ultimately chose to leave the battlefield, admitting defeat by sitting far away watching Cheng Zhirang and Shi Yuhuai’s final showdown.

Cheng Zhirang reached out, and Shi Yuhuai did the same, the two high-fived once in mid-air, then squatted slightly, lowering their centers of gravity, preparing to start.

On the platform, Guan Yu watched the tussle between the handsome men below, asking the two beside her, "Should we make a move? Brother Cheng and them have already snagged the first place, we don’t stand a chance, but sitting around idly doesn’t seem right either, the audience might say we’re just here on a vacation slacking off."

Shu Ran was the first to agree, "Then let’s take action."

She had two stickers taken, with only one left, surely in last place, and had been itching to grab some herself.

Mu Qiu nodded in agreement, the three stood up, gathering around the rolling barrel.

"They’ve taken off their hats, we should too. Otherwise, we look like three miners digging for gold with mining lights."

So they removed their hats and GoPros.

The three looked at each other, not knowing where to start.

Guan Yu was the first to make a move, turning to chase after Mu Qiu.

Mu Qiu had long been prepared, circling behind Shu Ran around the rolling barrel.

She noticed that Guan Yu wasn’t the type to stick to one target, finding someone closer midway, and would likely switch focus.

And indeed, when she got to Shu Ran, she simply targeted Shu Ran instead.

Shu Ran let out a few startled cries, fumbling away in a panic.

"Weren’t you chasing Mu Qiu?! Go chase her!"

Guan Yu was righteously justified, "Meat’s meat, isn’t it easier to eat what’s closer?"

What kind of twisted logic is that!

Shu Ran clumsily dodged, then was tackled onto the cushion by Guan Yu, Guan Yu poking her waist, tickling her until she rolled around laughing uncontrollably.

"Stop tickling, I’m too ticklish!"

She was so tickled she couldn’t control herself, kicking and flailing.

Guan Yu didn’t care in the slightest, having discovered Shu Ran’s weakness, she poked a couple more times and had a free hand to reach Shu Ran’s pocket for the sticker.

Upon feeling around, there was none.

Shu Ran took the opportunity to push her away, rolling to the side, scrambling to her feet.

Guan Yu, exhausted, glanced between Mu Qiu and Shu Ran, feeling frustrated, "No way, you guys moved the stickers, do I have to search you guys slowly?"

Mu Qiu: "Otherwise, let you succeed so easily? I can’t be the first, but I’m not personally going to make it easy for someone else to be the first, how tragic would that be?"