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Fortunately, everyone has a very deep understanding of Jiang Zheng's cold demeanor, so they didn't take it to heart. As long as they can be in the same frame as Jiang Zheng and get her traffic, it is already an earning.
There is no need to entangle these details, because there are too many people who are ignored by her anyway.

Jiang Zheng walked to the swing stand and looked up.
Two giant poles were firmly inserted on the ground.
Two ropes were hanging down.
The hanging swing swayed slightly in the air.
A golden bell was hanging high on the opposite side. Players in each group have six chances to touch it, and the first person to touch the bell wins.

(I think the swing looks like this)

 

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The people around her greeted Ji Muye enthusiastically. When Jiang Zheng heard the familiar voice behind her, her whole heart was screaming.
She wanted to turn around and take a look at him.
But fortunately, her brain still controlled her feet and made them stuck to the ground, so she was not allowed to turn her head or look.

Ji Muye glanced at Jiang Zheng's back and pretended to pass her accidentally.

Jiang Zheng immediately turned around and looked to the other side.
In short, she didn't want to show him her face.

Ji Muye: “…” Is it because he hugged her? or is this an annoyance that turned into anger or embarrassment? emmmmmm it is a bit hard to tell.

A total of ten guests participated in the swing competition, five men and five women. The referee asked everyone to match each other in the form of a man and a woman, and each would find a partner to participate together. Originally, this type of swing competition only allowed women to participate, but in order to enhance the interaction between the guests, the program group designed such a mixed male and female competition.

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So here comes the problem.

The other eight guests were either good friends in private, or they were looking for other with same level of fame.
Naturally, no one dared to approach Ji Muye or Jiang Zheng.

As a result, the others quickly paired and successfully went to the corresponding swing stand, leaving them alone on the field…
with each other.

Everyone.
“.
.
.”

Han Yi covered his face; sh*t, rotten luck!

Jing Meini was dumbfounded: Why did I forget this? !

 

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