Chapter 1160: Young Master Brother-in-Law Is Really Awesome!

Yu Xiaochun hesitated a little.

Especially when she saw that everyone in the arena was already in position; if she delayed things, it might affect the entire team’s score.

But if she went back to the arena now, those VIP tickets for the recital would probably be wasted…

She struggled for a few seconds, a flash of resolve passing through her eyes. She lifted her head and said to the woman in red, “No need. Thank you, but I have to get back to the competition. As for the recital, I’ll go support you some other time if I have time, I’ll just buy a regular ticket.”

With that, she headed for the arena without any hesitation.

The woman in red raised her brows in surprise, inwardly letting out a cold laugh: Yu Xiaochun, have you forgotten how you and Yao Dazhuang used to fawn over me? And now you’re pretending to be all high and mighty, you don’t even want the VIP ticket I’m deigning to give you? Heh, you fair‑weather bitch, no morals at all.

When she passed by the arena just now and saw the academy competition had started, she’d originally wanted to stall Yu Xiaochun and make Class 2’s situation even worse.

But she never would have thought that spineless Yu Xiaochun would actually grow a spine today.

What she didn’t see was the figure of that ugly girl, Lan Qingxin.

The woman in red narrowed her eyes. Seeing Yu Xiaochun about to head back into the arena, she quickly stepped forward to catch up, grabbing Yu Xiaochun’s arm: “Wait. Since you don’t have time to go check out the venue with me, forget it. We’re still good sisters; how could I short you on the tickets you deserve? Oh right, I’ve got a few extras here—you can take some to Brother Hu and God Ao too. Oh, and give one to Lan Qingxin as well.”

She’d returned laden with honors this time; her glory had to be seen by everyone!

Yu Xiaochun didn’t have time to keep making small talk with her. She hastily took the tickets and mumbled, “Mm‑mm, got it.”

Then she pushed the door open and entered the arena.

By the time she went in, the proctor Gou Dachun had already handed out the competition questions.

Her heart gave a sickening lurch.

It’s over.

She was still late.

Exam rules: once the questions are handed out, the competition is considered started, and anyone who’s late has no right to continue competing.

Damn it, she shouldn’t have wasted so much time chatting nonsense in the hallway just now.

The VIP tickets might be hard to come by, but the academy competition was clearly more important; protecting Sister Xin’s honor was above everything. She’d really been stupid.

Hu Yi in the front row saw that Yu Xiaochun was late and glared at her several times, furious at her incompetence.

The 190‑jin whiny baby let out a sigh: “Whiiine whiiine whiiine…”

Ai, if she’s determined to dig her own grave, there’s really nothing he can do.

The contestants from Class 1 were overjoyed.

If it weren’t for the rule that they couldn’t make loud noise in the exam hall, they’d already be whistling to express their delight.

Seeing Yu Xiaochun about to be disqualified for being late, she was on the verge of tears.

Suddenly, that suited secretary from the judges’ VIP room hurried out again and instructed Gou Dachun to announce, “Ahem, right, would student Yu Xiaochun please quickly return to her seat and participate in the competition! Our competition rules ought to be consistent with the national college entrance exam—anyone late within fifteen minutes is allowed to enter the hall.”

Everyone: “…!”

Holy shit, they can even do that.

That guest judge really was addicted to changing rules—this operation was wild!

Yu Xiaochun, halfway through crying, suddenly broke into a smile.

Hu Yi muttered, “Fuck,” under his breath, and for the first time in his life felt that such a capricious judge was actually pretty cool.

He couldn’t help stretching his neck to sneak a look toward the VIP room.

Through the crack in the half‑open door, he could vaguely see that all the judges inside were standing.

They were all deans and professor‑level big shots, there was even the principal… yet all of them were standing, respectful to the extreme.

Only one person sat on the sofa, at ease and unruffled.