Free Web NovelChapter 721: Chapter 720: Brother, You Are Truly Earth-Shatteringly Ugly
In her mind, she was picturing Shi Yuhuai slamming against the wall like a gecko, but unexpectedly, she nearly ran into it herself the next second.
But she didn’t hit a wall, she collided with a person.
"Li Yang, is your head made of iron?! I... Ah, darn it!"
Before finishing her harsh words, she gasped, rolled her eyes, and stepped back, sticking herself to the wall.
"...Brother, you are shockingly ugly, almost made my heart stop with fright."
Li Yang did the same, sticking to the opposite wall, with wide eyes looking at her.
"You flatter me. You’re no better. Is your makeup artist an amateur dropout?"
"You can insult me, but why insult my makeup artist? If you must insult, can’t you do it more creatively?"
Li Yang rolled his eyes, slapped his chest, forcibly pulling back his swaying soul, and took a step forward.
"Let me tell you..."
"Stop right there!!!" Mu Qiu shouted, her voice cracking as she startled him.
"Why?"
She coughed twice, soothing her throat, and said solemnly: "Don’t come closer, I’m afraid of that face."
"......"
Is she crazy?!
He charged forward, insisting on standing in front of her, forcing her to open her eyes and look at him.
"Come, come, I must make you see clearly. Look beyond this makeup at my essence, please?"
Mu Qiu bowed to force, carefully examining him and concluded: "It’s different from earlier."
"I told you..."
"Closer inspection reveals you’re even uglier."
Li Yang: "... So what if I’m ugly?! You’re no different, aren’t you?! Your eyebrows look like they’re about to fly away!"
"Do you think your eyebrows are any better? They look like carrots stuck with dirt! And this red eyeshadow! Ugly beyond belief!" She refused to be outdone, standing on tiptoe to retaliate.
Li Yang was furious, retaliating like a fighting rooster.
"You have red eyeshadow too! It’s like cheap plastic! Are you the grandma of the Heavenly Mountain Child?!"
Mu Qiu: "Then go ahead and call grandma!"
Li Yang: "... Mu Qiu, today I must challenge you! Your face is far too ugly! Long, thin eyebrows, colorful eyeshadow smeared up to your crown! And your lipstick, did you just eat someone?!"
Mu Qiu: "Did you only apply half your lipstick to look like a geisha? Look at your false eyelashes, they’re stuck to your eyebrows! And your hairline powder nearly covers your eye corners!"
Li Yang: "You’re just extravagant! How could a makeup artist craft such complex makeup in no time!? When you see yourself, you’ll realize I’m nothing compared to your catastrophic ugliness!"
Mu Qiu: "Ha! Same to you, you’re so ugly it’s earth-shattering!"
So the two began a childish bickering mode, back and forth, neither yielding, and voices grew louder.
Eventually, Mu Qiu’s throat became hoarse from shouting, whereas Li Yang, accustomed to speaking loudly, turned the tables in his favor.
This won’t do!
Mu Qiu took out a little pink pig and deftly squeezed it next to his ear several times!
"Piggy!"
"Piggy!"
"Piggy piggy piggy piggy piggy piggy!"
Li Yang was spooked by the crazy sound, stepping back a couple of steps, looking bewildered at the "weapon" in her hand.
"...Where did you pick up that pig? Why does it make that sound?!"
Mu Qiu displayed a demeanor like a master with the need for few words, uttering a "tch":
"It’s no surprise, it’s my cue card. Haven’t you found yours? You’re just here arguing with a pretty lady, not looking for clues, be careful or you’ll end up in last place this round!"
Who’s the pretty lady?
Speechless, Li Yang stared at the pig, not knowing what to say.
A moment later, he looked away from Mu Qiu’s multicolored face and asked: "Is that really a cue card? What clues does it provide? Does it talk?"
"Of course, it doesn’t talk! But it can make sounds like this."
She squeezed it again, and the pink pig responded with a "piggy" sound.
"Did you hear that? Such a unique sound, what else could it be but a clue? The director gave me a sentence about the location, featuring the word ’turtle’."
"So have you found your spot?"
"Not yet, but I have clues in hand, so there’s no rush," she flicked her hair, tilting her chin left, "so step aside, I’m heading down this path to my territory."
She walked past him with that spooky face, Li Yang instinctively sidestepped half a meter, sticking to the wall to make way.
But address, turtle, and pink pig making "piggy" sounds—what necessary connection do they have? He couldn’t figure it out. How did she know there was a clue hidden in that "piggy" sound?
Though puzzled, he didn’t dwell on it much. Based on previous experiences, 80% of the time when Mu Qiu says something mystical——it’s something she made up to deceive.
So he didn’t believe it.
To avoid being tricked, he decided not to follow her. The best approach was to explore more places alone.
Avoiding conflict, they parted ways, walking in opposite directions. Right after climbing a step, Li Yang turned back to ask a question.
"Do you know what’s happening this round? Up till now, there’s no information, no sight of any guests, are we really supposed to first find the clue location to officially start?"
Mu Qiu stood at the bottom of the stairs, eyes shifting, "How should I know? Don’t face me, it’s testing my patience, could easily break my composure."
"...Goodbye!"
His furious figure swiftly disappeared around the corner, as she turned back, carefully facing the camera sideways, whispering: "I feel it very likely is that everyone needs to find their designated place before the game truly begins. The guests might actually be waiting for us there."
If that were the case, does each person have a guest? Twelve people in six teams, each with such bizarre makeup, perhaps...
Is this a makeup contest?
Contemplating this, she continued down the winding path, reaching a point where the buildings dwindled and the view widened. The stream she mirrored earlier converged here, forming a lake.
Beside the lake were shell-shaped private rooms built in a neat row. Facing this row was a short boardwalk in the center of the lake, ending with a semicircular stage, sporting a piano and laser lights.
Such scenery, such an atmosphere—at night, eating hot pot while watching performances, it would be fabulous.
Mu Qiu stepped closer.
At this point, a graceful silhouette was dancing before the piano.
