"AHHH! Why did Boss block ? I haven’t finished talking yet! My chastity was taken, and I haven’t even had the chance to say..."
Gu Shurong chattered incessantly the entire way, annoying not only Ye Jingzhe but also Si Lisao, who was thoroughly fed up with the little chatterbox.
He called Prince Gu and said, "I’ve found the child. I’ll send him back now. Make sure you keep a close eye on him, and don’t—"
"Don’t!" Using all his strength, Gu Shurong lunged forward and cut off the call, continuing to prattle on, "I still want to watch the competition tomorrow."
Si Lisao wouldn’t tolerate it. "It seems you’re itching for a beating."
"Really! Without , tomorrow’s competition won’t be exciting. I don’t want to go back! I’d rather die than go back!"
Gu Shurong was as scared of Si Lisao as a mouse is of a cat. Worried he would be sent away the next second, he imdiately opened his phone and dialed a number.
Once the call connected, Gu Shurong, eyes wide and pleading, shrewdly let the person on the phone speak to Si Lisao.
"You two talk~~ You’ll understand after a chat. I absolutely must watch the competition tomorrow!"
After Si Lisao listened for a few monts, his expression darkened slightly, and he looked at Gu Shurong in disbelief.
Instantly, Gu Shurong transford from a little coward into a strutting peacock, his confidence soaring. He raised his small head proudly and even rubbed his little nose with a jaunty air.
Si Lisao spoke into the phone, "I understand."
After hanging up, Si Lisao said nothing more, and the car drove straight back to the hotel.
Gu Shurong, his earlier arrogance deflating into dissatisfaction, trotted closely behind Si Lisao, feeling grumpy. Why isn’t anyone praising ? I’m so amazing! Don’t I deserve so praise? Humph! This is infuriating! I suddenly miss rookie Bai Chongbai’s admiring gaze!
The next day, the International Star Interstellar Athletics Championship finals kicked off. The competition was divided into three matches: two semifinals, reducing four competitors to two, and then the final match.
There were no competitions in the morning, only the opening ceremony.
Although Atlantis was the host country, each nation was to present a performance at the opening ceremony, with the order determined by drawing lots.
Atlantis drew the No. 1 program;
Lemuria drew the No. 2 program;
Gendaya drew the No. 3 program;
Mu Continent drew the No. 4 program!
Seeing the results of the draw, Si Mingjing and Ye Siyuan both breathed a sigh of relief. One performance at the beginning and one at the end—as long as the programs were exciting enough, it was simply perfect!
Ye Siyuan pulled Si Mingjing backstage for makeup.
Ye Siyuan had his own private dressing room, where the most professional makeup artists and stylists were ready to attend to them.
The opening ceremony officially began at nine o’clock, but they were already in the makeup room getting ready by a little after six—a truly exhausting routine.
However, even more stressed was the High Priest, who, up to that point, had still not t the perforr of "Heavenly Auspices."
The High Priest had already made over a dozen calls to Princess Sheng Liangliang, none of which were answered. He was as anxious as an ant on a hot griddle, about to lose his composure entirely.
At that mont, he finally saw Sheng Liangliang.
Little Liangliang had been with Sheng Liuyun for the past few days.
After her position in her father’s household had stabilized, Little Liangliang began to miss her maternal uncle’s kindness, wanting him to accompany her everywhere, even to watch the competitions.
"Aiyo, my little treasure, Uncle has finally found you."
The High Priest, a man in his forties, was nearly driven to tears by the five-year-old girl.
Sheng Liuyun held Little Liangliang in his arms, looking bewildered. "High Priest, what happened?"
The High Priest explained that the dancer for "Heavenly Auspices" had not yet appeared, and only Little Liangliang knew who this person was.
But Little Liangliang simply wouldn’t reply to his ssages!
In a little over an hour, the opening ceremony would begin, and this was no trivial matter.
Sheng Liangliang spoke in a sweet, childish voice, "Uncle, soone stole this princess’s phone. It’s been gone for many days now."
"What?" Like a bolt from the blue, the High Priest suddenly felt that there was no worst-case scenario, only worse ones.
Yun Xiaosu, cradled in Yun Yin’s arms, could testify, "Liangliang’s phone really was stolen."
The High Priest’s irritated face was filled with confusion. "Then who has been replying to my ssages these past few days?"
Sheng Liangliang replied mischievously, "It must have been the phone thief! But it’s okay, Uncle. This princess never lies. I’ll take you to et the dancer of ’Heavenly Auspices’ right now. She’s super amazing~~~"
These words were like a tily rain shower, finally soothing the High Priest’s frayed nerves.
Sheng Liangliang intended to take the High Priest to Ye Siyuan’s private dressing room, but at the entrance, they were stopped by a dazzling Queen in dance shoes, exuding an aura that made her seem nearly three ters tall.
The woman was immaculate from her hairstyle to her attire, leaving a striking impression on everyone who saw her.
The High Priest was surprised. "Commandery Princess Bai? You look truly beautiful today."
Bai Jiusi’s appearance was flawless—undeniably so.
Sheng Liuyun and Yun Yin, each holding a child, fixed their cold gazes on Bai Jiusi’s face.
She had undergone plastic surgery behind everyone’s back, and Sheng Liuyun and Yun Yin had only learned of it after the procedure was completed; otherwise, they would never have allowed her to alter her face to look like that.
Therefore, no matter how beautiful Bai Jiusi was, neither Sheng Liuyun nor Yun Yin had any fondness for her.
Sheng Liuyun spoke in an icy tone, "What are you doing here?"
"Prince Sheng, Prince Yun." Bai Jiusi was elegant and composed, displaying her most gracious deanor. "I ca to find the High Priest. There’s an important matter I wish to discuss with him. It concerns the Mu Continent’s national prestige and cultural influence. High Priest, may I have a mont of your ti?"
The High Priest had no ti to deal with Bai Jiusi at that mont.
Ti was pressing; he only wanted to et the dancer and watch a complete performance of "Heavenly Auspices."
Little Liangliang had previously sent him only the latter half of "Heavenly Auspices."
Yet, even having seen only the second half, the High Priest had no doubt about the quality of the first!
"I’m sorry, Commandery Princess Bai, I don’t have ti right now. Let’s talk after the opening ceremony."
A charming and confident smile remained on Bai Jiusi’s face. "High Priest, what if I can perform ’Heavenly Auspices’ even better? I believe if you spare just five minutes, you will find yourself with a superior choice."
The High Priest didn’t know what Bai Jiusi was up to, but as she was the most noble woman of the Mu Continent, he was willing to grant her this courtesy.
He deliberated for a mont. "If Commandery Princess Bai can interpret ’Heavenly Auspices’ better, I would naturally be willing to consider a superior option. Let’s find an empty space."
Little Liangliang, ever so cunning, scurried up to Bai Jiusi and called out sweetly, "Mommy, can we dance in Auntie’s dressing room? Liangliang just peeked; Auntie’s dressing room is really big."
Bai Jiusi was pleasantly shocked. What did Liangliang call her? She had tried every trick in the book and had never managed to get Liangliang to call her Mommy...
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