Just then, the microphone moved in front of Ye Tiao, and her voice ca out crisp and clear from speakers all around.
The audience fell silent for a mont after those words.
Then, unbelieving shouts erupted from the crowd, "A girl?"
"No way! Ahhh, such a handso young man, and she’s actually a young lady?"
"I can’t believe it, so tall, so handso, how can it be a young lady!"
"Ahhh, I don’t believe it, it’s impossible, this has to be a young man, not a young lady!"
"..."
Shi i had anticipated such reactions and, with a smile, quipped, "They are debating whether you’re a man or a woman."
Hearing this and facing the many expectant and sowhat disappointed eyes around her, Ye Tiao gave a radiant smile, showing her white teeth, and asked, "How did it turn out?"
A female voice!
Though the voice tended more towards androgyny, it was unmistakably feminine!
Hopes of countless fans were shattered in an instant.
"Ahhhh, such a handso person really is a young lady..."
"Wow, so charming, that smile just lted my heart!"
From below, a girl shouted loudly, "Young lady, wanna mingle?"
The sound made its way faintly to Ye Tiao’s ears.
Ye Tiao, looking horrified, quickly responded, "No, no, I’m straight."
This remark triggered a roar of laughter, and people looked at Ye Tiao even more fondly.
"She is so adorable!"
"Pfft, she looks like a ’T’; how can she be straight?"
"Aw, she’s straight, and I’m almost getting bent! Please, go mingle! Lesbian is fine too!"
...
Ye Tiao, though accustod to big crowds, felt sowhat bewildered by all the attention and wasn’t quite nervous, just a bit flustered.
She had just spaced out for a mont when the spotlight hit her, and she hadn’t even fully realized what was happening.
Hearing the crowd below wanting her to engage in lesbian relationships only added to her confusion, and she turned to look at Shi i.
Seeing her achieve the desired effect, Shi i playfully asked, "Aren’t you going to introduce yourself?"
"Ah... ?" Ye Tiao scratched her head, just about to speak when suddenly, a shadow lood beside her.
The crowd scread even louder, "Ah!"
"Who is that!"
"Mother of God, what kind of heavenly bar is this, where every random person that cos out is so handso!"
...
Ye Tiao looked slightly up and saw Tang Jingming’s grim face.
Since their last fight, Ye Tiao hadn’t seen Tang Jingming again.
This was their first eting in half a month.
Ye Tiao felt sowhat awkward.
After all, she was usually the one doing the bullying, but if she knew that he had gone through a breakup, she wouldn’t tease him so casually.
Tang Jingming, eyeing Ye Tiao’s new style, seed ready to explode with discontent and, placing his hand on her head, remarked disdainfully, "What an awful color you’ve dyed, it looks hideous!"
"Co on!" Ye Tiao, feeling guilty at first, exploded at his remark, "Why don’t you talk about yourself, looking utterly old-fashioned—that’s called fashion! Do you understand fashion!"
"Tsk, if you said that to my grandma, she’d probably be very pleased."
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