Imposter Young Master
Chapter 773 - 776: Because, This is... Live Broadcasting_1

Chapter 773: Chapter 776: Because, This is... Live Broadcasting_1

It’s not a multiple of 3, but for some reason, I’m irrationally angry!

What kind of a number is this, 38?

Are they calling me a gossip?

Then again, why must 3 and 8 be together?

The more Yang Fei looks at that number, the angrier she gets.

Then, under everyone’s watchful eyes, Yang Fei reached into her pocket and pulled out an ink pen, drawing an X between the 3 and the 8.

"Hmm.. that looks much better."

The etiquette lady finally registered what just happened, her lips twitching, "Excuse me, miss, I’m afraid that.."

At that moment, a man in a suit and large sunglasses walked over.

He took the ping-pong ball from Yang Fei’s hand, nodding his head, "Hmm, good, good, very creative. Drawing an X between 3 and 8 changes it into a multiplication equation. Three times eight equals twenty-four, which is a multiple of three. You’ve passed this round."

Both Yang Fei and the etiquette lady blinked at each other, asking in unison, "Who are you?"

"Oh, I’m the director of the royal consort selection, Lord Wolf," the man in the sunglasses replied politely.

"Japanese?"

"No, originally from Huaxia. I’m currently a federal citizen."

"Why would a federal citizen become the director of Xueji Kingdom’s royal consort selection?"

The man in the sunglasses adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose, "Because, I am rather professional."

Yang Fei: ..

She stared at the young man in sunglasses for a while, then added, "I feel like your face looks very familiar?"

"All handsome men have this face shape."

Yang Fei: ..

This guy is so full of himself!

"Your voice sounds weird," Yang Fei commented after a pause.

"Apologies, my Mandarin isn’t very standard," the man in sunglasses answered, guiding Yang Fei into the room where the candidates for the next round were waiting.

The etiquette lady tried to intervene, but was stopped by Hai Dou who had just arrived.

"Just let him take her."

"But.."

"He’s the director of this royal consort selection event," Hai Dou added.

"Ah, I see," the etiquette lady nodded, no longer objecting.

By the time Yang Fei had registered what was happening, the man in sunglasses had already left.

Yang Fei massaged her forehead, "What.. What just happened? I’ve inexplicably made it to the second round??"

"Feifei, it seems our luck isn’t very good. The more we want to get eliminated, the more likely we are to stay," Anqi chimed in.

"Haha~"

"By the way, Feifei, what number did you draw?" Anqi asked again.

"38."

"Eh? 38 is also a multiple of 3??" Anqi was puzzled.

Yang Fei sighed, "I randomly drew an X between 3 and 8."

Anqi: ..

Once again, an announcement came over the loudspeaker.

"The second round of selection will now begin. This round will consist of individual interviews. The number from the ping-pong ball you drew earlier is your code. When your code is called, please follow the staff to the interview room. First up, number 3."

Zhang Miao stood up and was led away by a staff member.

After Zhang Miao left, the room instantly buzzed with discussion.

"The woman who just left, she’s pregnant, isn’t she?"

"Even though she was trying to hide it, you can still see a bump."

"Hey, that woman sure has guts. How dare she participate in the royal consort selection while pregnant? Isn’t that deceiving the king?"

"Hehe, regardless of whether His Majesty the King will be angry or not, there’s no way a pregnant woman could be chosen as a royal consort. One less competitor for us."

..

"Sister Miao.."

Yang Fei was feeling very conflicted.

She could tell that Zhang Miao was also conflicted, but she didn’t know why.

The interview room.

After knocking and entering, Zhang Miao swept her gaze around the room. There were several connected tables with six or seven people sitting. At the center sat a man with oversized sunglasses.

Her gaze rested on the face of the man in sunglasses; her expression was hard to read, concealing her thoughts.

"Ahem, well, let’s begin then," the man in sunglasses seemed a bit uncomfortable under Zhang Miao’s scrutiny and cleared his throat.

"Let’s get started then," said the middle-aged woman sitting next to the man in sunglasses.

She held a resume in her hands, looked at Zhang Miao and said, "Miss Zhang Miao, you’re pregnant, aren’t you? Why do you still want to participate in the Princess selection? This is an insult to the royal family and His Majesty the King."

"Insult?" Zhang Miao paused before replying, "This child is the king’s child, how is that an insult?"

"Ahem!" the man in sunglasses coughed loudly.

The other interviewers made shocked faces.

Zhang Miao continued her slow explanation: "I have already become a citizen of Xueji, and the baby in my stomach is also a Xueji citizen. Aren’t all Xueji citizens the children of His Majesty the King?"

The man in sunglasses wiped the cold sweat off his forehead: "So that’s what you meant!"

The middle-aged woman felt as if she was being played. She gave Zhang Miao a cold look and said, "You can leave now, we’ll announce the interview results later."

Zhang Miao said nothing, and got up to leave the interview room.

She didn’t return to where Yang Fei was, but instead went to another room with the staff.

All candidates who passed the second round of interviews were waiting for the results in that room.

An hour later, it was Anqi’s turn.

She walked into the interview room, sat down in a chair and faced the panel of interviewers and numerous cameras with some nervousness.

"Miss Anqi, why do you want to participate in the Princess selection?" The middle-aged woman asked, projecting an aura of authority.

Anqi nervously replied, "I, I didn’t plan to participate in the selection. My younger brother signed me up without asking me."

"Hmm?" The expression on the middle-aged woman’s face grew colder: "So you’re saying, you’re not interested in becoming the Princess?"

"Yes. I have someone I like."

The room went into an uproar at her words.

The middle-aged woman slapped the table and shouted angrily: "Miss Anqi, do you realize that this is an insult to His Majesty the King?!"

Anqi was so scared she started shaking.

At this moment, the man in sunglasses tapped the table: "You can go now, wait for the results."

"Y-yes."

Anqi was completely bewildered, she didn’t even know how she walked out of the interview room.

Then, after another hour, the interview for candidate number 198 was over.

"Huh? How did a 3x8 number suddenly appear here, what is this?" The middle-aged woman holding Yang Fei’s ping pong ball said, "Who’s playing a prank? Someone, throw this invalid ball away, today’s interviews are over, let’s start discussing the candidates for the next round."

"Wait a moment, this person is very interesting, I promoted her through the special channel." The man in sunglasses said with a smile.

The middle-aged woman looked at him and said calmly: "Lord Wolf, isn’t this inappropriate? I don’t know what your relationship with Director Hai Dou is, but this is His Majesty’s princess selection event. If His Majesty finds out that you have abused your authority, I’m afraid it won’t be good?"

"I will bear the consequences, please rest assured," said the man in sunglasses.

"Since you’ve said so, let’s meet this 3x8 number and see how interesting she is." The middle-aged woman finished speaking and pressed a button in front of her.

A moment later, Yang Fei leisurely walked into the interview room.

The middle-aged woman glanced at Yang Fei, thinking to herself: "This girl is quite pretty, but what about other aspects?"

She composed herself and asked, "Your name is Yang Fei, right?"

"Yes."

"Before we start the formal conversation, I need to confirm something." The middle-aged woman paused before asking, "You’re participating in this princess selection because you want to, right?"

"Yes!"

"That’s good. So, I’m asking you, why do you want to participate in the princess selection?"

Yang Fei blinked and then asked weakly, "If I tell the truth, will I be punished?"

"No, the most important quality of a princess is honesty," the man in sunglasses said, interrupting the middle-aged woman.

"Whew, that’s good then!" Yang Fei took a deep breath and said, "I heard that the new king has a woman he likes."

"Oh, that’s correct. But don’t worry, the woman he likes and the woman he wants to marry are two different things," the middle-aged woman said.

Yang Fei took another deep breath, widened her eyes and said, "Actually, I’m a homosexual. I’m interested in the woman that the king likes, so I decided to participate in the princess selection. I think that a woman who can make the king fond of her must be extraordinary, so I’m very curious!"

"This is a good reason, isn’t it?!" Feifei thought to herself, "The new king of Xueji would be really stupid to marry a homosexual!"

Yang Fei’s words left the interviewers speechless for a moment.

"You’re a lesbian?" the man in sunglasses finally regained his composure, asking with a complex tone.

"Yes!" Yang Fei glanced at the camera in the room and said, "Um, I have a request!"

"Go ahead."

"I know that the princess selection event will be broadcast on TV, but when editing the footage, could you delete the section where I admit I’m a homosexual? I don’t want my family to know."

"I’m sorry," said the man in sunglasses in a heavy tone.

"Why?"

"Because, this is... a live broadcast."

"A nationwide live broadcast in Xueji?"

"No, globally."

Yang Fei: ..