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Chapter 55: Love is invisible and intention is invisible

In the last three rounds, Mu Zhengguang was distracted by doing a lot of things that were not related to the competition. His notes became more and more comprehensive, and he even wrote down the length of time the players stayed on the field.

Halfway through the seventh round, he hand-painted a form, filled in the contestants' information, and put a check mark or cross mark behind their names. There were only three games and six contestants in the eighth round, and he marked five of them.

The semi-finals ended and Mu Zhengguang received a message.

"Dear administrator, hello, as of 5:18 on May 19, all the matches in the Bihai Stadium No. 42 competition venue where you are are over. You have marked a total of ten people, three of whom have entered the finals. The reward has increased by 60%, and 9 points have been recorded."

9 points? How did this number come from? 3 hits, 30% hit rate, is that right? However, since the competition has a scoring standard, why didn't they send the scoring standard when the task was released? Could it be that the scoring standard was added temporarily halfway through the semi-finals? This possibility cannot be ruled out, after all, the rules change every day.

Mu Zhengguang's thoughts stopped here. The tiring semi-final came to an end again. He finally had time to ask Lu Hao about the game. He opened the chat box and saw that Lu Hao had sent a "battle report".

Winning five games in the semifinals, plus six games in the preliminary rounds, 120 consecutive wins, plus points. This is much better than last year's eight consecutive wins, and it is worth celebrating.

"congratulations!"

"Congratulations. Have you finished supervising the exam?"

"It's over. I'll go back to school tomorrow."

"I plan to confess my feelings the day after tomorrow. Please give me some advice."

Mu Zhengguang was not optimistic about him: The day after tomorrow? May 5th. Choosing this day to confess is indeed meaningful. But how can you ensure that you will succeed? Your own score is 20, which is high enough, but how much does Li Moqi like you have to do with the score? In this matter, no one is sure of winning. The sharing score of the semi-finalists is 120% of their own score. You give her these 50 points. If it is not enough, I can add a little more for you, up to 60, or even 100. However, she can also not be moved by the score, and she can regret it later. If you confess in such a hurry, I am afraid the success rate is not high.

Some people say that confession is a declaration of victory, not a clarion call to charge. I strongly disagree with this, but this does not mean that it is feasible for you to confess now. I also disagree that you should confess as soon as you get the score. At least you have to deeply examine your heart again and know clearly what you like about her. By the way, also focus on the other person and carefully see what is worth your liking about her. On the other hand, you should also see what you don’t like about her. If you confess at this time, you must be prepared for both success and failure. Although victory and defeat are common in the military, in this matter, once you fail, do you still want to start over? Do you have a chance to start over? Therefore, you must be mentally prepared for failure.

Mu Zhengguang spoke bluntly. He clicked "Send" and a very discordant message came from his subordinates: "I suggest you don't act rashly. Are you ready to fail?"

When Lu Hao heard Mu Zhengguang say this, he was disappointed. He was thinking about how to reply when the other party sent a very long message. The message overflowed the screen and he had to scroll down twice to read the bottom.

The long message revealed Mu Zhengguang's personal values, views on love, and destiny. Most of what he thought of was expressed in precise words and sent to Lu Hao.

Lu Hao spent three minutes reading it, three minutes thinking about it, and then resolutely typed out five words. With the courage of "facing death with indifference", he replied: "I'm ready."

"it is good."

Lu Hao thought that their conversation had come to an end, so he turned off his phone and concentrated on thinking about the love letter and the gift.

Mu Zhengguang sent a message to his third bad friend Shang Yu. He already knew the results of this bad friend: six consecutive wins.

Origami power has also been strengthened by "auxiliary variables", but this power is indeed not as good as dyeing power. Compared with Lu Hao's eleven consecutive victories, Shang Yu's performance is much worse. But if compared with Shang Yu in the past, it is a significant improvement. Mu Zhengguang asked him the secret of confession: "If you want to confess, what gift should you prepare?"

Shang Yu's first reaction to the news was confusion: You are not together? That's impossible? Confession has nothing to do with you!
"Do you still need to confess? Giving any gift is just trifling."

"I don't need it, but someone does. Even if it's just a trivial skill, you have to tell me what it is and what skill it is."

Shang Yu had just bought a big doll a few days ago for "520". He extended his experience to others: "It doesn't matter if it's jewelry, dolls, lipsticks, etc. It doesn't have to be too expensive. Three digits are enough."

Mu Zhengguang couldn't understand Shang Yu's suggestion: "So mature? Are you sure? You don't have to be so utilitarian, right?"

When Shang Yu saw this message, a past event came to his mind.

Three years ago, in the second half of the second year of junior high school, near summer vacation, he sat at the same table with a girl. One day, the girl secretly wrote something in his notebook and hinted that he should look carefully.

He found it, tore off the page, and wrote a few words on the back as a "return gift", one page, a few words, that's all.

What the other person wrote was nothing more than words of encouragement between friends, hoping that we could still be in the same class in the third year of junior high school. He wrote something similar, to the effect that he still wanted to sit at the same table with you.

There was nothing wrong with these words in the context of the time. The two had been deskmates for a year and hoped to continue to be deskmates in the future. This idea was very reasonable. No one would have thought that the piece of paper was full of deep meaning, and no one would think that "being deskmates" was an ambiguous thing.

Those wishes that no one cared about, like a joke, became promises, burdens, and bridges in the future, connecting the two people closely. Although they were not in the same class in the third year of junior high school, the connection between them has never been broken.

Thinking of this, Shang Yu couldn't help but smile. However, at this age, a piece of paper is too thin, and no matter how many words are written on it, it can't bear any weight. Necessary utilitarianism is indispensable, and everything that should be there must be there.

"That was back then. If you think jewelry dolls are not suitable, rose chocolates will work. It's a good time to buy them now, before the roses are out of season."

"Okay, thanks."

Mu Zhengguang passed Shang Yu's suggestion to Lu Hao verbatim: "Jewelry, dolls, lipstick, roses, chocolates."

Lu Hao glanced at the message: This is exactly what I thought. Your idea doesn't seem to be that great!
"already bought."

Lu Hao’s matter has come to an end for the time being.

Mu Zhengguang took the night train back home. On the train, he received a screenshot from Ying, showing that both of them had the same score.

Mu Zhengguang did not participate too much in Lu Hao's confession plan, and he did not know whether his friend's confession was successful or not. But once this happened, whether it was successful or not, it would show up. The three of them were sitting very close to each other, and as long as they paid a little attention, they could see the "truth". He observed for two days and concluded: it didn't work, but it was slightly better than the usual "failure".

(End of this chapter)