Gao Yuxin was taken aback. What was he doing?
"Come on, I’ll carry you over. Try not to walk until treatment," Kong Shubai said gently, but there was a firmness that couldn’t be refused.
Gao Yuxin felt a little emotional.
At this moment, the live stream had long been shut off. Kong Shubai didn’t need to maintain any positive image of not abandoning teammates or show gentlemanly conduct. Yet he still took such good care of her.
"Thanks, Brother Kong." Gao Yuxin murmured as she lay on Kong Shubai’s back.
"No need to be polite, it’s a small matter." Kong Shubai laughed, carrying her towards the tent where medical staff was already waiting.
The hospital staff examined Gao Yuxin’s foot and eventually indicated that there was no bone injury, and it wasn’t serious.
"I’m going to take a shower first, wait for you to eat together later." Kong Shubai said.
"Okay, thank you, Brother Kong," Gao Yuxin thanked him once more.
"Why are you so polite? You’re being way too polite, haha, no need for that." Kong Shubai laughed, waved his hand, and went to shower first.
During the meal, the live stream was turned on, and the audience saw the severe class divide.
Ruan Tingyi, Tianmiao, Gao Yuxin, and Kong Shubai sat at one table, with fragrant dishes, white rice, and vegetable soup laid out.
The second placers, Lu Anchen and Xin Ling, were eating egg-fried rice with vegetable soup. There was no meat, not even a bit of minced meat.
Lastly, Fang Fei and Tang Ze had a bottle of mineral water each and a piece of dry bread.
The three tables were arranged in a row, organized from high to low.
Fang Fei and Tang Ze looked sadly at the food on the other two tables and began gnawing their dry bread with resentment.
Lu Anchen and Xin Ling quietly ate their egg-fried rice and drank vegetable soup. Looking at the delicious dishes on the table to the left, and the two bottles of mineral water on the table to the right, oh, the bread is held by Fang Fei and Tang Ze.
"Why do I feel like we’re stuck in the middle experiencing cold and warm? Here is spring breeze, there is cold snow. Fang Fei, Tang Ze, you guys are really miserable." Lu Anchen said, feigning sympathy as he drank the vegetable soup.
"You guys aren’t much better off. We will definitely make a comeback next time." Tang Ze snorted.
"I’ll wait for your comeback. But now, oh, the egg-fried rice is so good, I’ve never had such delicious egg-fried rice," Lu Anchen said, savoring a mouthful of rice.
"Petty triumph!" Fang Fei glanced at Lu Anchen.
"Ah, why do I feel like the twice-cooked pork in my bowl is not as tasty? And this braised ribs, oh, what’s this? Oh, boiled shrimp. Little Lu, you’ve really embodied the blissful satisfaction to the fullest. I was going to secretly pass a rib to you, but since you say your egg-fried rice is so tasty, forget it," Ruan Tingyi remarked leisurely as she ate.
Lu Anchen’s face immediately fell.
"Serves you right, instant karma!" Tang Ze said gleefully as he bit into his bread.
"Petty triumph." Lu Anchen rolled his eyes at Ruan Tingyi, "Just wait, I’ll get my revenge."
"Alright, I’m waiting," Ruan Tingyi replied with a smile.
The audience watching the live stream burst into laughter.
"It’s the first time I’ve realized my goddess is so fun."
"Lu Anchen is such a sweet fool, mommy loves you!"
"Tang Ze is so pitiful, only eating bread. I’m eating braised pork, having a comparison, I can’t even enjoy my meal. Poor baby."
"The show producers are too harsh, this class divide is too cruel."