Love Purification Agreement

Spencer was slightly stunned, his IQ took over and he asked,

"Wait, aren't we supposed to draw lots? You guys were cheating before?"

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Hearing this, Owen's face darkened slightly, and his smile became forced.

"Let's just compete directly and draw lots after the results are announced. The losing team can just deliberately lose points in the event."

"Can we still play like this?"

".Yes."

Owen folded his hands, looked at the annoying Spencer in front of him, smiled coldly, and asked,

"How about a competition?"

Spencer measured the distance of 100 meters with his eyes and was well aware of his physical fitness.

Even if she runs at full speed for these 100 meters, she has more than enough physical strength!

"Let's compete!"

Thinking of this, she smiled confidently and replied.

"Okay, I'll find a classmate from the student union to be the referee!"

Owen twisted his shoulders and chuckled.

Yan Huan, who had learned a lot of information, stepped into the track and field stadium. He was holding his mobile phone and playing Angry Piggy.

As he passed each level, a thoughtful expression appeared on his face.

"boom!!"

The next second, the sound of the starting gun attracted his attention.

He looked up and saw Spencer rushing out like lightning.

What a fast yellow lightning!

Are you trying to avoid Hu La Tang?

Yan Huan blinked and was about to ask who wanted to compete in a sprint with Spencer, who possessed amazing strength.

But the next second, he watched helplessly as Owen, who had arrived earlier than him, ran wildly behind Spencer.

Amidst the panting and the rustling of the wind, Spencer suddenly heard the familiar dialect of his hometown.

“On your left!”

Her sky-blue eyes narrowed slightly and she turned her head to look to the left.

However, even the action of turning her head seemed slow. After hearing the sound and turning her head again, she could only see Owen's back on the left runway.

"??"

Spencer's eyes narrowed slightly. Although his body was not slow at all, he reached the finish line a full second slower than Owen.

"drop!"

"Spencer, 11.02!"

"President Owen!! President Owen!!"

“Oh, oh ...

There were exclamations from the surrounding stands, and Spencer took a few slow steps along the track after the finish line, panting.

Then, she looked up at Owen's back in disbelief.

But he turned around, raised his index finger at Spencer, and said with a chuckle,

"I don't accept disciples."

As soon as he heard this, Spencer's face, still gasping for breath, turned red as if he was lacking oxygen, and veins popped out on his forehead.

"You said you m"

"Spencer-san!! You can't hit people!"

"calm!!"

Anle had long been familiar with Spencer's character, and as soon as she raised her hand, she knew she was going to hit someone.

So he immediately ran up and hugged Spencer, fearing that she would kick him with a Leo kick.

Yan Huan raised an eyebrow, locked the screen of his phone, and walked over.

"President."

"President Yan"

"The president is here."

The others saw Yan Huan coming and greeted him one after another.

Yan Huan walked up to Spencer, reached out and patted her shoulder, making her turn around angrily.

Her sky-blue eyes glanced at Yan Huan, who was not wearing the perfect expression management mask in front of her. She was slightly stunned, and her anger subsided little by little, and was finally easily suppressed by Anle.

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After doing all this, Yan Huan raised his eyes and looked at Owen in front of him.

But he smiled, looked at himself, and greeted him as well.

"Yan Huan."

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Chapter 133: Remember to turn your phone to silent mode when discussing business matters

When Owen addressed Yan Huan, Ye Shiyu narrowed her eyes slightly.

She realized that almost everyone else addressed Xiao Huan as "President", but only Owen called Yan Huan by her name.

These subtle names, actions, and expressions are actually some kind of subjective signals released by people:

Signal of rejection.

"Gongzi, are Xiao Huan and your boyfriend not getting along?"

Ye Shiyu just opened her mouth to ask, and Gongzi beside her smiled awkwardly and replied,

"It's not like we're at odds. If I had to pinpoint the reason, it might have something to do with last semester's student council election."

".Is Owen also running for this student council election?"

"Yeah, but I lost to President Yan."

Gongzi tapped his chin with his index finger and guessed,

"The Totsuki Student Council is elected at the beginning of the school year, so theoretically, freshmen can also be elected. However, there has never been a precedent for freshmen being elected, so it is usually held by sophomores, juniors, and seniors in the inner court.

“Perhaps it was precisely because of this that some of the seniors in the inner courtyard felt uncomfortable, especially since the management team nominated by President Yan were almost all from the outer courtyard.

"Fortunately, Sakuramiya Hitomi was chosen as the vice president, otherwise..."

Ye Shiyu didn't finish listening to Gongzi's words, but she had already removed the unnecessary parts of Gongzi's words like picking out fish bones.

She heard only one thing:

This person has something against Xiao Huan.

If you have something against Xiao Huan, then you have something against me. If you have something against me, don't blame me for controlling you harshly.

Thinking of this, the look she gave Owen below once again became inhuman.

"Whoo~"

At this moment, dark clouds gradually gathered over Linmen, filling the air with a thick dampness.

For some reason, Owen below suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

But the next second, a warm feeling surged in his heart, making him touch the back of his head in confusion.

He glanced at the dark clouds in the sky and thought to himself:

It turns out it was going to rain.

Linmen has recently entered the rainy season and rain is a common occurrence.

The little finger on Anle's shoulder spit out its tongue, looking at the warm halo bursting out around Owen, obviously a little greedy.

But he glanced at Anle beside him and sighed silently.

"President."

The referee from the student union came up next to him. Yan Huan glanced at the time on his stopwatch and complained to himself,

"The previous world record of 10.02 was only 9.58 by Usain Bolt. Owen is just a college student. Is he a human being?"

Miao Jiang on the shoulder quietly appeared, glanced at Yan Huan, and said,

"That's because he has a certain amount of luck attached to him, meow. One form of luck is like this: extraordinary talent."

"I think I heard you mention it before?"

Miaojiang nodded and said,

"Yes, I said that the hosts chosen by the modifiers are all girls with good fortune. Moreover, the more lucky people they target, the more food they will gain from their desires."

".Isn't this too mysterious?"

"It's just a term to help you understand it better. In essence, it's just an intangible thing that combines [luck], [talent], and [personality]."

Miaojiang's tail shook, and a golden illusory light spit out in front of Yan Huan.

"Don't you realize that even without the modifier, the abilities of these hosts are extremely outstanding?

"Think back to yourself. Not only have you been resurrected, are you incredibly beautiful, and incredibly intelligent? And you possess boundless energy. These are all manifestations of powerful luck."

If you think about it carefully, it seems to be just as Miao-chan said.

Even if we put aside the modifier and family background, Ye Shiyu can be Ye Wen, knowing a little bit about everything.

Spencer is also very talented in sports and very sensitive to emotions.

Bai Yi can even compose two songs by himself in a short period of time.

These are all manifestations of good luck.

But Yan Huan suddenly thought of something and asked,

"According to what you said, shouldn't Anle also have good fortune? Why does it seem like Anle doesn't have anything outstanding?"

".Hmm, maybe it has something to do with that mod being forced to change hosts, meow?"

Miao Jiang blinked and looked at Yan Huan and said,

"That Tong Yingying has a lot of luck, even more than this Owen in front of us."

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Sister Tong?

That drunkard?

real or fake?

Yan Huan was a little skeptical, but didn't think much about it. He just came to his senses and looked at Owen in front of him.

Glancing at the angry Spencer next to her, he felt that she must have been keenly aware of Owen's negative emotions towards her, so she responded directly.

After thinking for a second, he looked at Owen and said,

"President Owen, you know you're deceiving Spencer, right? The rules of the club war prohibit gambling outside of private drawing lots."

Owen looked at Yan Huan, nodded, and said with a smile,

"I know, but I never intended to take their points in the first place."

Anle, who was holding Spencer behind him, was slightly startled and asked doubtfully,

"Then you still"