They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System
Chapter 130 - 130 Choosing Dance

Chapter 130: Choosing Dance Chapter 130: Choosing Dance The children eagerly took the food, their faces lighting up with gratitude as they ate.

Nnenna’s chest swelled with happiness.

Helping this man had triggered a chain reaction, not just in his family’s life or the workers he hired, but now even in the lives of hungry children.

He was giving back in his own way, ensuring that those in need received help without expecting anything in return.

She made a silent decision right then.

From now on, any child she met who needed food would be led to this place.

The old man clearly had a kind heart and, given how well his business was flourishing, he could certainly afford to help even more.

Her efforts had already started making a lasting impact.

Just as Nnenna turned to walk away, the familiar voice of the Love System echoed in her mind.

Ding!

“Whoever is kind to the poor lends to the LORD, and He will reward them for what they have done.

You gained 30 indirect good points because the people you helped are now helping others!

Congratulations!” Nnenna’s heart swelled with joy.

This meant that as more people she helped went on to help others, she would continue earning indirect good points.

The realization was thrilling, one day, good points would simply flow in without her having to search for them actively.

But that didn’t mean she would stop.

‘This won’t stop me from doing good as much as I can,’ she thought firmly.

Doing good wasn’t just about the points anymore.

It brought her a deep sense of joy and fulfillment.

Seeing others’ lives transformed, watching kindness ripple outward, it gave her peace.

In that moment, she understood something profound.

“Life would be so boring if no one was doing good.” She suddenly remembered a quote she had once read “If you want to be happy, go outside, smile at people, help others without expecting anything in return, and you will be truly happy.” Now, she understood it more than ever.

With a determined smile, she continued walking, ready to find someone else to help.

The whole situation put Nnenna in the mood to help someone else immediately.

She walked away, scanning her surroundings for anyone in need.

But then it wasn’t a matter of if someone needed help, everyone needed help in some way.

The question was who she could assist at that moment.

As she wandered, she passed by a group of street performers struggling to capture the attention of passersby.

Few people stopped to watch, and the coins in their collection hat were sparse.

Nnenna wasn’t someone who enjoyed performing in public, not because she was shy, but because she never saw the need.

However, an idea sparked in her mind.

‘If I could perform publicly while also practicing my skills, wouldn’t that be a win win?’ Deciding to see if she could be of use, she approached the group.

Instead of walking up to those playing instruments, she moved toward a girl standing slightly apart from the rest.

She wasn’t performing but rather observing the group, occasionally offering quiet corrections.

She seemed to be their leader, trying to figure out why they weren’t drawing a crowd.

Nnenna took a deep breath and approached her.

‘Maybe I can help them turn this around.’ “Hi,” she greeted the young girl.

The young lady turned around, giving Nnenna a chance to see her properly.

She had a baby face that made her look like she was fourteen, but was probably older than she looked.

Still her youthful features made it hard to tell.

Her long hair was neatly packed into a ponytail.

“Hi,” the girl greeted her back, happy that someone had finally been drawn to their performance.

“I noticed that you guys are having trouble attracting people to watch and support your performance,” Nnenna said directly.

“Yes, that’s true,” the girl admitted, a bit surprised.

But then again, it was obvious, wasn’t it?

“I want to try to help.

I’m a dancer, and I could also use the opportunity to practice my skills,” Nnenna offered.

The baby faced girl looked even more surprised.

“Oh!

That’s interesting.

I hadn’t thought of doing that yet.

I wanted to wait for the audience to pick up first.” “Okay,” she said after a brief pause.

“I’m Lora.

What’s your name?” “I’m Nnenna,” she replied with a confident smile.

“Okay, nice to meet you, Nnenna.

What kind of dance do you do?” Lora asked.

But before Nnenna could reply, Lora’s curiosity got the better of her.

“Wait, why are you all covered up like that?” she asked, not even trying to hide her inquisitive look.

Nnenna blinked at the sudden shift in conversation, but she didn’t take offense.

It made sense for Lora to ask, considering how wrapped up she was compared to everyone else.

“I have to do this for personal reasons,” Nnenna replied calmly.

“I hope that won’t be a problem?” Lora nodded, deciding not to pry any further.

“No, it won’t be a problem.

But if we’re going to dance, since I’m a dancer too, you might need to adjust some things so the aesthetics look right.

If you don’t mind, I would like to change your look a bit.

You’ll still be covered, of course,” she quickly reassured Nnenna.

Nnenna tilted her head slightly, considering the offer.

Nnenna nodded.

“Okay, that’s not a problem.” Lora smiled, pleased that Nnenna was easygoing and willing to cooperate.

“Great!

Follow me,” she said, leading Nnenna to the back of a stall.

It was covered with a curtain, giving them some privacy.

Inside, Lora clapped her hands together excitedly.

“Now, let’s put together something that works for both of us.

Since you’re covered, I’ll make sure you’re comfortable while still giving the performance the visual appeal it needs,” she said thoughtfully.

To combine ballroom elegance with the energy of hip hop while keeping Nnenna’s modesty intact, Lora selected a long, flowing skirt.

It was layered for movement, allowing sharp turns and elegant twirls while maintaining a regal ballroom feel.

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