I'm in Tokyo, caught in the clutches of the demon princess.

“I genuinely wanted to do that; I wanted to follow my heart this once.”

Yuan Shang broke off a branch and stroked his daughter's head.

"You've already said so much, what can I, as your mother, say? Go and fly with peace of mind."

Chika Fuchigami excitedly hugged her mother, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Mom, thank you."

"Silly child, why are you thanking your mother?"

Chifuyu Shimada was moved by this heartwarming scene.

Feng Zejian felt the same way, but he was more concerned about what Yuan Shangqianxia had said earlier.

After finishing the meal, Chika Fuchigami drove everyone back to their respective homes.

Feng Zejian lay on the bed, holding a teddy bear and looking at it.

That night, Feng Zejian tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

So much so that Feng Zejian got up at four o'clock to prepare breakfast, which consisted of eight dishes in total.

Before cooking, I swept and mopped the floor.

Not only did they wake up the two girls who were still in bed, but they also knocked on the door of the next room.

They even called Yifang Ya and asked her to come over.

Yi Fangya has moved to this community, but not to this building, as that building is already full.

The occupancy rate of this type of community is quite high.

The group sat down at the dining table; it was the first time Yifang Ya had met any of these people.

After a brief self-introduction, I seamlessly integrated into the group.

Rio Sawada asked with a concerned expression:

"Why did you suddenly remember to cook such a lavish meal so early in the morning? And I see you've already mopped the floor."

"I was mainly suffering from insomnia, and since I had nothing to do, I got up to find something to do."

"Why are you having trouble sleeping?"

"Perhaps he has too much energy and nowhere to release it."

"Is this so?"

"Everyone, let's eat."

After breakfast, Ya went to work, and the two girls went back to catch up on their sleep. Tsumi Watsumi and Rio Sawada were busy with their careers.

Only Feng Zejian remained, sitting idly on the sofa.

That hazy feeling allowed him to space out for hours without any problem.

But I just couldn't fall asleep. I glanced at the date and tomorrow is the debate competition finals.

This won't do. Although I may not be able to help much, this is the last game.

"hiss...."

Feng Zejian felt a pain in his left hand, even though there was no wound.

However, it wasn't too painful, and Feng Zejian just thought it was because he hadn't rested well.

By the afternoon, Feng Zejian finally managed to fall asleep as he had hoped.

While Feng Zejian was sleeping, a barrage of public opinion began to assault him.

At Longlong Architects, Yuan Shangzhezhi looked at the top trending topic with a worried expression.

"Did it still erupt?"

If they had dealt with it in advance, things might not have turned out this way, but since Feng Zejian chose not to respond and let things develop as they were, she could only respect that decision.

Feng Zejian woke up the next day.

At this moment, Feng Zejian looked at his left arm.

Did I put my arm on something while sleeping? My whole arm feels sore.

"Hiss... Ha, never mind, it's time to get ready to leave."

Despite the pain, Feng Zejian got dressed, quickly washed up, tidied his hair, and set off.

Feng Zejian made no attempt to conceal his presence this time, traveling openly and honestly.

The way people looked at Feng Zejian had changed somewhat.

That feeling was like disgust.

Whatever it was, Feng Zejian didn't pay much attention to it.

I got into a taxi. The taxi driver was a middle-aged man. I didn't know Feng Zejian. I just thought he was a handsome young man.

Feng Zejian arrived at the school without incident.

Since the school was on holiday, there weren't many people there. After chatting with the security guard for a while, Feng Zejian headed towards the Elite Building.

The MPV was parked downstairs.

Without much thought, Feng Zejian opened the car door and got in.

Leaning back in his chair, Feng Zejian closed his eyes to rest.

My left arm is experiencing intermittent pain.

After a while, the car door was opened.

Feng Zejian opened his eyes, and the debate team members boarded the bus one after another.

Takeuchi Miya sat next to Kazesawa and was the first to greet him.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Feng Zejian nodded.

"Long time no see, how's your acting career going?"

"I'm so glad to have a senior like me, Tuofeng Zejian. I'm doing well. It's really a blessing to have a responsible and gentle senior like me."

"That's good."

Takeuchi Miya looked at Kazesawa, her pretty face filled with worry.

"Feng Zejian, have you seen the latest news?"

"I haven't seen it. I don't pay attention to those things, but I can roughly guess."

"Aren't you going to come out and respond?"

Feng Zejian shook his head.

"People will always believe what they want to believe; the truth of things is not important to others."

"But if this continues, those rumor-mongers will just stop saying whatever they want."

"It's okay, I never wanted to make a living in the entertainment industry anyway."

Seeing Kazema's somewhat self-destructive attitude, Takeuchi Miya didn't know what to say.

"Let's skip these topics and talk about something else, like your relationship status."

"I'm in the prime of my career right now, how could I possibly be in a relationship? Although I do long for a sweet romance, the peace of mind that comes from having plenty of money in my hands is something that romance can't give me."

Feng Zejian sighed softly, "Your awareness is truly high; no wonder you can make a living this way."

"How have you been lately, Xinbo?"

Liuli Xinbo said calmly, "I'm fine."

"I feel like you're not as lively as you used to be when we met."

Liuli Xinbo forced a smile.

"I feel fine. Maybe it's because I've been staying at home for too long and have nothing to do."

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Feng Zejian nodded.

"Yes, I do that at home too."

Feng Zejian looked at the car window next to him, while Liuli Xinbo also looked at his window.

Neither of them seemed to be thinking anything.

Meanwhile, the main force of the debate competition, Ligongtang, had predicted the topics in advance.

"Ladies and gentlemen, my topic for this debate will most likely be love, and there aren't many topics to choose from. However, I'm not sure whether we're on the affirmative or negative side right now, so please be prepared. What I write down will definitely not be enough, and you'll need to come up with your own ideas."

"no problem."

In fact, the Polytechnic Hall had already decided on the topic of this debate.

Because this was a live broadcast, and the production team was well aware that the characters were very popular, Inada University already had a high profile, especially Aoki Sakura, who was incredibly beautiful and had millions of followers on social media. Kanazawa High School, on the other hand, had Takeuchi Misae and Kazesawa Masa, two wildly popular stars.

Although public opinion has recently shifted somewhat, Feng Zejian remains very popular, and he has now been thrust into the eye of the storm.

In this situation, the debate topic definitely needs to be popular. Both sides are young people, so the topic of love is almost a sure thing.

The group arrived at Tokyo TV.

A beautiful female host personally greeted them.

The TV station took this live broadcast quite seriously.

The beautiful host's gaze lingered on Kaze Sawa and Takeuchi Miya a few more times, but she did not show any other emotions.

The group arrived at the preparation room, where the debate topic was given to them as soon as they arrived.

It really is love.

Specifically, in love, is it more about emotion or reason?

The affirmative side is rational, while the negative side is emotional; Kanazawa High School is the negative side.

Feng Zejian leaned against the wall, extending this debate.

Feng Zejian stood up.

"It's too stuffy in here, I'm going out for some fresh air."

Everyone stared silently at the air conditioner that was running inside.

As Feng Zejian opened the door, he saw the beautiful host from earlier leading the Inada University team members past him.

At this moment, Aoki Sakura's head full of colorful dreadlocks was still dazzling. The two looked at each other with rather indifferent expressions.

That was only on the surface; a storm was brewing in their hearts.

Feng Zejian went to the toilet and washed his hands at the sink.

Looking up at himself in the mirror, he felt somewhat unfamiliar.

"hiss....."

The pain in his arm pulled Feng Zejian back to reality.

Feng Zejian returned to the preparation room and leaned back on the sofa.

The pain in his left arm intensified, and Feng Zejian gripped his arm tightly.

The beautiful host knocked on the door.

"Everyone, the rehearsal will begin in two hours, and the competition will officially begin in three hours. Please get ready. Lunch will be brought to you by the staff shortly."

Fujiwara Yushi nodded.

"I understand. Thank you for your hard work."

"It should."

Feng Zejian gritted his teeth, his face showing pain.