【Ding!】
【Congratulations, Host, on successfully completing the timed mission!】
【Joyous Sect’s Bell Bearer Red Dust Trial, successfully completed with the assistance of the Holy Son!】
【Mission Rewards: 200 Sect Contribution Points, 400 Spirit Stones, 1 Free Lottery Draw】
As the grand prize was officially awarded,
the system’s notification sounded off, confirming the completion of the timed mission.
Today’s “Second Dimension Journey” was truly a fruitful one for Lin Yu.
Beyond the online fame,
there were waves of rewards in sect contributions and spirit stones.
During the performance on stage,
the system’s prompt tones came one after another.
It was easy to imagine
that Little Chi must have informed the sect members in the dorm about the stage performance.
Without exception, all the sect friends gathered around their screens, watching live, giving Lin Yu a huge boost.
Originally, going on stage to receive the award was supposed to be just a few members of the band.
But with Lin Yu and the musicians’ insistence,
everyone stood together on stage, accepting the first animation convention performance gold award for the “Pingchuan University Anime Club.”
Even Xiao Lie, the original lead singer who had gone back to recover, “joined” the award ceremony.
Good buddy Xiao Ou held up his phone, displaying a close-up photo of Xiao Lie.
His voice and smile still vivid!
When it came to the acceptance speech, Lin Yu didn’t try to hog the spotlight.
He was technically an “outsider,” and had already shown his face enough on camera.
Promoting the “Pingchuan University Anime Club” was naturally better left to the official members.
Zhao Yuhao politely declined everyone’s kind offer.
The chance to give the speech and closing remarks fell to Little Chi.
Indeed, Lin Yu and Zhao Yuhao had played major roles in handling various unexpected situations today.
But without Little Chi’s organization, arrangement, and editing from start to finish,
this dazzling convention program simply wouldn’t have existed.
Having her speak was the most fitting choice!
Lin Yu imagined
that Little Chi would say something playful and quirky.
But to his surprise,
her speech was unusually sincere and formal.
She didn’t mention what she had done at all, only talking about how much the entire club had prepared behind the scenes for today.
In her concluding remarks,
she made sure to promote the club and thank their “opponents.”
Her poised and appropriate demeanor on such a big occasion made Lin Yu admire her deeply.
Glancing at Little Chi from time to time,
he even felt that the person speaking on stage was Elder Chi.
If Elder Chi had been the award recipient, her speech style and presence would probably have been just like this.
It seemed Lin Yu still understood too little about the pure-hearted Little Chi.
The event wrapped up, nearing two in the afternoon.
From breakfast until now, only a few had eaten some bread and sausages.
The rest had been holding out until the event ended, then headed together to the venue’s cafeteria for a meal.
Normally speaking,
after winning such a prestigious award for the first time,
the “victory banquet” would be loud and lively, full of chatter and celebration.
However,
at the modest long table, there was none of the imagined scene.
Sure, there was happiness and excitement.
But the most genuine feeling was definitely…
hunger!
So,
at everyone’s “cafeteria victory feast,”
there was no sign of wild joy over the win, only a desperate craving for food.
Especially Little Chi!
When she learned that the top three teams could enjoy free buffet dining in the cafeteria…
She had ordered at least enough food for three people, piling a small table in front of her high with dishes.
Then,
completely ignoring everyone’s gazes, she attacked the food like a whirlwind.
As she ate, she kept commenting between bites:
“*Munch munch... munch munch...*”
“The crispy pork is a bit cold, but the flavor’s still pretty good. You guys can go get some more; these are mine.”
“*Munch munch...*”
“Forget the sweet and sour pork—it’s over-fried and way too tough.”
“*Munch munch...*”
“The best by far is the spicy hotpot skewers! The seasoning is just right, the spice level perfect. Eating these on a rainy day is so comforting~”
“Hmm? Why aren’t you guys eating?”
Lin Yu: “I’m full.”
Hehe: “I really can’t eat anymore.”
Jiajia: “Eriina has a divine palate, and Little Chi definitely has a godly stomach!”
Huanhuan: “I’m so jealous. It feels like Little Chi’s figure never changes.”
Zhao Yuhao: “I... I can’t eat anymore either...”
It wasn’t that they didn’t want to eat.
They had all finished already!
Only Little Chi remained—the true warrior—daring to face a lethal amount of food.
Just as she was eating,
the Shiman Club’s large group, having finished their meal and ready to leave,
marched past them in a grand procession.
Seeing this, Little Chi hurriedly swallowed the meat in her mouth and wiped her mouth with a napkin.
Xiang Tiange from the group slowed her pace deliberately, coming over to Little Chi’s side,
as if she already knew Little Chi would take the initiative to talk to her.
“Even the eternal runner-up gets her moment to shine.”
“Oh my, today really is a magical day.”
“Well, no choice but to congratulate you!”
Xiang Tiange shrugged and continued to speak with a sarcastic tone.
From her demeanor and actions, it was clear she wasn’t someone who would willingly help them.
Chi Qingchi stood with her hands behind her back, smiling as she said,
“This was only one victory. We’re still far from done!”
“Goose, goose, goose—next time we’ll widen the gap even more. Get ready.”
Upon hearing this,
Xiang Tiange’s expression froze for a moment,
then quickly returned to normal, smiling gently:
“Small fry, don’t talk big…”
“There won’t be a next time. This is the last time.”
“After the new semester starts, I’m quitting the club.”
“Next time, I’ll let my juniors deal with you, hehe.”
Chi Qingchi was stunned, frozen in place.
The last time... could today really be the final showdown between the two of them?
Looking at Xiang Tiange, it didn’t seem like she was joking.
“Hey, Xiang Tiange, what do you mean by this? Trying to run away?”
“You’re only going to be a junior next year. Why are you in such a hurry to quit the club?”
Usually, in university, students quit club activities when they become seniors.
Xiang Tiange’s words truly baffled Little Chi.
One year’s time.
Including the surrounding cities,
there would be at least four or five manga conventions big and small.
She had thought the battle was just beginning.
And now she was told...
this was the final fight?!
Such harsh reality was hard for Little Chi to accept.
“Hahaha...”
Xiang Tiange couldn’t help but laugh, then said,
“Little Chi, you really are a pure girl with a single-minded heart.”
"Our Normal University also accepts diploma students, you know?"
"I'm a diploma student, damn honor students—haven't you realized that yet? Hmph!"
"The club activities for diploma students will end this summer."
"It's time to say goodbye to 'My Little World.'"
……
(Today's first update. I’ll keep working hard to bring you more updates today!)
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