Miao Miaomiao looked helplessly at Ling Xiaoyou and Bai Xiqing, who were suppressing Su Lihua’s momentum together, feeling that maybe she shouldn’t have come at all.
‘She should have just left right after cheering for Senior Ling.’
Miao Miaomiao thought this and glanced at the Golden Core Stage competition, finding them locked in fierce battle, looking like it would take a while.
‘In other words, the conflict among these three would last a while longer.’
Miao Miaomiao looked at the three and realized they were no longer limited to verbal sparring.
Of course, that didn’t mean they had started fighting.
They were still sensible and wouldn’t lay hands on friends.
All they did was take out the cheering props they had prepared long ago.
But then…
“Senior Ling, this cheering prop of yours… isn’t it a bit inappropriate?”
Miao Miaomiao looked in shock at the cheering sign in Ling Xiaoyou’s hand, which was much larger than her upper body. Seeing the glittering, neon-like text spelling “bling bling,” she felt both mentally and physically impacted.
‘To be honest, as a cat demon from the countryside, I had heard of cheering signs but never actually seen one before.’
“But… this competition setting was obviously not suitable for such things! It wasn’t some idol concert!”
Ling Xiaoyou tilted her head, glanced at the front of the cheering sign she had made for Bai Shuanglian, checked it, and seeing nothing wrong, nodded and said:
“Really? I think it’s fine?”
“Elder, I don’t mean there’s something wrong with the sign, but this occasion isn’t suitable for it…”
Seeing Ling Xiaoyou’s reaction, Miao Miaomiao immediately understood she had misunderstood, so she explained.
“Yeah, Sister Ling. While I agree cheering for Sister Shuanglian is right, this cheering sign is really not appropriate.”
Bai Xiqing also nodded, agreeing with Miao Miaomiao, and advised Ling Xiaoyou.
“Ah, well…”
Ling Xiaoyou looked at the two who were persuading her not to use the sign, then at the sign in her hand, and reluctantly put it away.
No choice, they did seem to have a point.
After all, if Bai Shuanglian saw her holding up a cheering sign during the match and got distracted, Su Taosheng might take advantage.
‘Well, I’ll show it to Bai Shuanglian privately later, so no outsiders will interfere.’
Ling Xiaoyou thought this, then glanced at Su Lihua, who was looking quite smug after Ling Xiaoyou put away her sign. She snorted and said:
“What are you laughing at? Where’s your prop? Don’t tell me you didn’t prepare one?”
“How could that be? Of course I prepared!”
Su Lihua let out two smug laughs and said:
“And it’s definitely more suitable for this situation than yours!”
Hearing this, Ling Xiaoyou raised an eyebrow and asked:
“Then what kind of prop did you prepare?”
As she spoke, Su Lihua reached into her spatial artifact and rummaged around.
“A cheering poster! Take a look!”
And this was no ordinary poster.
It was huge, a full head taller than Ling Xiaoyou herself!
Ling Xiaoyou stared blankly at the poster that Su Lihua was proudly holding, blocking half her body.
“How about it? Pretty impressive, right?”
Su Lihua poked her head out from behind the poster with difficulty, looking at Ling Xiaoyou smugly.
“Indeed, very impressive.”
Ling Xiaoyou nodded, and her words made Su Lihua happy for a moment, but then she froze at Ling Xiaoyou’s next words:
“Just impressive in the opposite way.”
“Huh? What do you mean by that?!”
Su Lihua looked at Ling Xiaoyou indignantly, not understanding what she meant.
“Literal meaning.”
Ling Xiaoyou spread her hands and said:
“Your cheering poster is twice the size of my sign, and you have the nerve to say it’s ‘more suitable for this situation’?”
“Guh!”
Hearing this, Su Lihua was annoyed and wanted to retort, but looking at her poster, she didn’t know how to counter.
Seeing this, Miao Miaomiao quickly came over to mediate and said:
“It’s okay, Su Lihua. We all understand the feelings you poured into making this poster. Elder just said it’s not suitable for this competition environment.”
Saying this, Miao Miaomiao leaned close to Su Lihua’s ear and whispered:
“Besides, this thing is too conspicuous. Many of the surrounding audience are looking at you.”
Hearing this, Su Lihua was startled; she glanced around inconspicuously and was shocked.
On the vast spectator stands, at least a third of the people were staring at this abrupt poster, and the audience around her were whispering, curious as to how someone could bring such a thing to such a serious match.
Hearing the chatter and comments around her, Su Lihua froze, then silently put away the poster.
Seeing this, Miao Miaomiao sighed in relief.
These two had finally given up on using cheering props.
But seeing the slightly dejected expressions on their faces, Miao Miaomiao felt a bit reluctant.
After all, Senior Ling and Su Lihua might have been thoughtless, but that was just because they cared too much about the two competitors and ignored everything else.
‘Well, I need to encourage them.’
Thinking this, Miao Miaomiao reached into her spatial artifact and pulled out several cheering sticks, handing them to the two.
“These are the cheering sticks I used earlier when cheering for Ling Xiaoyou with my colleagues from the Ghostly Resentment Office.”
Seeing their puzzled looks, Miao Miaomiao explained:
“Elder, if you want to cheer for the match, you can use these. They’re a bit noticeable, but suitable for this situation.”
Hearing this, Ling Xiaoyou and Su Lihua exchanged glances, both seeing burning determination in each other’s eyes.
The contest of cheering wasn’t over; it was just beginning!
The two took the sticks.
Ling Xiaoyou shook hers in her hand, then waved it like a small sword, the fluorescent light tracing a brilliant arc.
Seeing this, Su Lihua also tried, but then silently lowered her hand.
She really didn’t have talent for this.
Seeing both of them fiddling with the cheering sticks, Miao Miaomiao sighed in relief.
She had finally calmed these two kids down.
But it was surprising.
Senior Ling, usually so mature and steady, became so childish when it came to matters involving Bai Shuanglian.
‘Was this the change brought by love?’
Miao Miaomiao was thinking this when she suddenly saw the large screen above the arena dim, and the Golden Core Stage championship match disappeared in an instant.
When it lit up again, the screen showed Bai Shuanglian and Su Taosheng.
At that moment, the two stood at opposite ends of the stage, facing each other from afar, giving a feeling of a decisive battle at the peak.
The two on the screen didn’t say any pre-match remarks.
They just stared at each other calmly, waiting for the match to begin.
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