Prodigal System in the Flourishing City
Chapter 314 - 213: Someone’s Causing Trouble? [2nd Release, Please Subscribe]

Chapter 314: Chapter 213: Someone’s Causing Trouble? [2nd Release, Please Subscribe]

The lead dancer explained the correct answers and the reasons to the little sister, then left to get busy.

Hmm, at this moment, Lu Xiaobu came out from a group of children whose programs involved Martial Arts.

What?

He hid?

Nonsense!

He clearly went to observe others’ Martial Arts.

What?

You ask why he was squatting if he was just observing?

And hiding in the crowd?

That’s to close the distance, get it!

Forget it, I won’t explain anymore, you wouldn’t understand.

He coughed twice and approached the little sister.

"Hmph, big brother is lying."

Mengmeng saw Lu Xiaobu scrunch his nose and tilt his head, ignoring Lu Xiaobu.

"Really, I’m not lying. What I said was right."

Lu Xiaobu shamelessly said.

"And you still say it’s true? Our lead dancer said you perfectly avoided all the correct answers."

Mengmeng pouted, her face full of disbelief.

"Cough cough, really, what your lead dancer said was wrong." Lu Xiaobu said while taking out his phone, found the news of his being the national college entrance examination top scorer, and showed it to the little sister: "See, is this me?"

"Ah?! Ha! Really! Big brother, you really are the national top scorer?!"

Mengmeng looked at the phone then back at Lu Xiaobu, her face filled with shock.

Her expression became even more adorably painful.

Then...

"Yes, I believe big brother, it turns out what the lead dancer said was wrong."

Mengmeng said this while changing her answers back to the nonsense that Lu Xiaobu initially blurted out.

Seeing this scene, Lu Xiaobu nodded satisfied: "That’s right, what program are you guys doing?"

"We are dancing, I dance really well."

Mengmeng spoke a bit proudly and even specially showed him a bit of her dance.

"Not bad, not bad, big brother will watch carefully later."

Lu Xiaobu nodded satisfied.

He wasn’t just humoring her; Mengmeng really did dance well.

You could tell, this little girl genuinely loves dancing.

"Okay then."

Mengmeng, hearing the praise, proudly shook her little head and smiled.

"I have something else to do, I have to go."

Lu Xiaobu originally wanted to chat a bit more.

Suddenly looking up...

He saw the lead dancer coming over again...

He hurriedly bolted.

No, it was an inspection.

Lu Xiaobu left.

The lead dancer came over.

She looked down at Mengmeng’s answers.

"Ah!" The lead dancer went crazy: "Mengmeng, why did you change it to the wrong one?!"

"Big brother taught me! He is the national top scorer, lead dancer teacher, you weren’t the top scorer during your exam, were you?"

Mengmeng asked with her small face tilted up.

"Pfft!"

The lead dancer spat out blood in frustration.

You make a good point, I’m speechless!

But!

That answer is really wrong!

...

Cough cough cough, ignoring the lead dancer correcting the answer in collapse.

Lu Xiaobu went to ’inspect’ again.

Martial Arts Team.

Lu Xiaobu curiously asked: "You guys are practicing Martial Arts?"

"Yes."

A little bald boy about Mengmeng’s age nodded eagerly, apparently excited.

It must be his first time on such a big stage.

"Come on, hit me with a punch." Lu Xiaobu said: "Let’s see the power."

"Young Master." Zhang Meng quickly held back Lu Xiaobu: "I can see, even though they are children, they really have trained, better not try it."

"No worries, just playing." Lu Xiaobu waved his hand to the little bald boy: "Come on, use ten percent of your strength, give me a hard punch."

"Uh..."

The little bald boy looked distressed, ten percent but still hard?

How hard?!

Who can teach me how to be ruthless?!

This is too much!

...

Lu Xiaobu saw a Magician practicing magic.

It was clear that he had real skills; although knowing it was fake, Lu Xiaobu, at such close range, couldn’t spot any flaws. Impressive.

Lu Xiaobu’s eyes twinkled: "I can do magic too, and you won’t be able to figure it out. Believe it?"

"I don’t believe it." The Magician shook his head.

He was quite confident in his magic.

This guy looked like an amateur. There was no way he would fail to notice.

"Watch this." Lu Xiaobu chuckled and, looking at a girl in a skirt nearby, whispered to the Magician: "Bet you can’t believe I can lift her skirt without touching it?"

"I don’t believe it."

The Magician immediately shook his head. Impossible.

"Want to bet?"

Lu Xiaobu raised his eyebrows.

"Let’s bet then."

The Magician got fired up.

"Alright, if I do it, you take the blame, ok?"

Lu Xiaobu grinned wickedly.

"Agreed."

The Magician was full of confidence.

Lu Xiaobu nodded in satisfaction—Dragon Capturing Hand.

"Whoosh!"

The skirt flew up.

Ah, leggings underneath, in black.

"Shh! Did you really do it?"

The Magician was dumbfounded.

"Hehe."

Lu Xiaobu nodded, and then told the girl: "This guy did it."

After that, Lu Xiaobu walked away.

The girl, fuming, then stormed towards him.

The Magician’s face crumbled!

...

All along his way, Lu Xiaobu stirred up chaos; wherever he got interested, turmoil followed.

Outside were mostly backup dancers and singers.

Although not the main characters, they were all extremely sincere, repeating their practice repeatedly to ensure a satisfactory performance for the people of the country.

As he went further inside, the bigger the celebrities.

Separate resting rooms and the like began to appear.

Yet even so, the sound of rehearsals continuously emerged from within the resting rooms.

Everybody was earnest.

Walking along, Lu Xiaobu unexpectedly bumped into an acquaintance.

"Chen Feiyang?"

Lu Xiaobu looked at the smartly dressed Chen Feiyang, barely recognizing him.

However, his expression was rather grim.

"Young Master Bu?"

Chen Feiyang was also astonished upon seeing Lu Xiaobu: "How did you get backstage?"

He knew that Lu Xiaobu was invited to the event, but had never heard that audience members could also come backstage.

But then he realized, laughing bitterly.

Thinking too much seemed redundant; how many could stop Young Master Bu?

"Come on, Young Master Bu, let’s sit in my room."

Chen Feiyang led Lu Xiaobu to his resting room and poured him some tea.

"Do you also have a performance? Come on, show me a bit."

Lu Xiaobu eagerly said.

"What, no, I am the director, assistant director."

Chen Feiyang was helpless, do I look like I perform in shows?

"Never mind then." Lu Xiaobu, losing interest, casually asked: "Just now, you seemed upset?"

"It’s because of those Korean celebrities!"

Chen Feiyang was fuming as he mentioned it.

"Korean celebrities? Causing trouble?" Lu Xiaobu’s expression immediately hardened.

What time is this?

It’s New Year!

What event is this?

It’s the Heavenly Dynasty’s biggest celebration—the Spring Festival Gala!

Causing trouble at this time, this moment?!

Where’s my brick!