"Alright, alright, alright. As long as you like it, we Jin Lai can't help you."
After saying that, An Ran made a registration at the prize-receiving office later. In less than a working day, the manuscript would be given to An Ran. It was indeed too rare, so it was precious. However, it was fortunate that Jin Lai was strong enough to do anything.
"According to the requirements of the grand prize, the winner can dance with our new president at the masked ball later."
Pumpkin, carriage, midnight, please An Ran pick up your crystal shoes.
As the music played, An Ran wearing a mask decorated with feathers, the joy field just now became quiet. The dim night light was slightly bright, and the blue reflected the floor of the hall like a surging ocean.
The music of the ball quietly rang out."
