Gold Medal Sweetheart

"Did you see it wrong?" Tang Xin was a little unconvinced.

An Qi took out her cell phone, trying to prove her innocence, "How is that possible!"

The two of them were immersed in studying the video on their phones. They could only hear the girls around them whispering about something, as if something was happening that was attracting their attention. Tang Xin followed their gaze, and when she saw what was happening, her expression froze.

A man at the venue's entrance was accepting a code from a staff member. Unlike his usual formal suit, he wore only a shirt today. The well-tailored suit, tucked into his trousers with a belt, accentuated his naturally well-built figure. The girls were also talking about his strikingly handsome features, and his demeanor, which made it clear he was no ordinary man.

How could he come?

An Qi's voice rang out proudly, "I said it was Mr. Jin!"

After affixing the code, Jin Taize sat down. Tang Xin could feel his gloomy gaze glaring down at her like ice. Tang Xin didn't know how she had provoked him again, and she didn't want to be treated coldly for no reason, so she glanced past him and looked away.

"Hey, President Jin is looking over here." An Qi felt it was incredible to meet President Jin in such an occasion. She frowned and was struggling about how to greet him.

But seeing that Tang Xin had no reaction, An Qi knew that she was really hopeless as a workplace idiot, and it was normal that she was not liked by her leaders.

"The next game is Hugs of Love," the host's voice echoed. "I'm sure everyone is familiar with this game. When I say a number, the corresponding number of people must hug each other. Anyone who hugs the wrong number or can't make up the number will be eliminated. For the first round, we'll invite the man whose code ends in five and the woman whose code ends in seven."

As the host announced the contestants' codes, many handsome men and beautiful women stood in the center of the venue.

This game is more interesting, so when the host says the number, everyone gathers together like chaotic fish, and some people who are playing alone rush to find a team that can accept them, which causes laughter in the audience.

After the first round was over, Tang Xin nudged An Qi with her elbow, "It looks like fun. You should try it too."

An Qi turned her head away and said, "Forget it. I'll just watch from here. Even if my number is really called, I won't go up."

Tang Xin knew that despite An Qi's carefree personality, she was actually the last person to stand out from the crowd. Her usual hobby was to be a spectator.

However, after the host announced the starting number for the second round, Anqi's nerves seemed to be ignited, because the last number of the male guests participating in the game this round was nine, and Mr. Jin was among them.

When his turn came, Kim Tae-taek stood up and strode toward the center of the room. Suddenly, a small commotion broke out in the audience.

"Wow, so handsome!"

"Such a conspicuous person, how come I didn't see him just now?"

Tang Xin heard the girls around her talking about Jin Taize with interest, and curled her lips, thinking that girls nowadays are really all about appearance, and that someone really has nothing to do, so he came here to show off his presence.

Before the host announced the last digits of the numbers of the female guests participating in the game, many girls sitting in the audience had already raised their hands eagerly and volunteered to participate in the game. The number of people was obviously twice as many as the previous round, and it actually caused a small climax in the venue.

"Let's change the rules this round. We'll ask the male guest to name a characteristic of the girls present. Any girl who meets this characteristic will be invited to participate in this game."

The experienced host made this arrangement because after the previous warm-up period, some male guests may already have girls they like, so this will encourage them to get to know each other better as soon as possible.

The host handed the microphone to the male guest.

"Girls wearing denim skirts."

"The girl in red."

"Girl with permed hair."