Chapter 91: The King's Command

to react properly. This was probably the most amusing thing that happened to them all day.The adults present were rather serious. They all had keen eyesight and could immediately tell that Su Cen seem...Chapter 91: The King's Command

Three spotlights split the stage with a "slap, slap, slap" sound. On stage were Zack and Khan, while Souslan was off-stage amidst applause from many people who smiled at him. Some even proudly declared to those around them, “He is our member of the Dungeons & Dragons club!”

Mark Zuckerberg extended his thumb towards his own mouth, making a "shh" sound as if to say he had something important to announce.

The host handed him the microphone. Mark then said, "There has never been a dance party where two kings are chosen simultaneously. Not even here at our Exeter Academy."

Everyone stopped clapping and looked at Mark, their voices gradually fading away.

Mark glanced towards Ginny next to him, who gave him a reluctant smile. "Moreover, this isn't fair to our beautiful queen either. Therefore, today's dance party should only have one king!"

The moment he finished speaking, the place fell completely silent.

Mark jumped down from the stage with all spotlights focused on him as he walked towards Souslan. With his sandy blonde curls and the continuous white spotlight following him from head to toe, dust seemed to float around him in an almost ceremonial fashion.

Lifting up the white hat atop his head that shone brightly—whether it was just a cheap costume accessory or a dazzling diamond didn't matter at this moment—Mark presented the hat to Souslan ceremonially. Kneeling on one knee, he held out the hat and said, "There can only be one king. This honor should go to someone more deserving of this crown than me. I merely turned down Microsoft; they lost just an employee. But you, Sous, have brought us a ray of light, revealing that we don't necessarily need to approach functions and exercises in such rigid ways. You've given us independent thinking and freedom—this is the spirit of Exeter High School! So, he should be our king!"

Although this was an American high school student's near-religious reverence for a party and their serious attitude towards it, Souslan still felt overwhelmed with happiness.

Having been reborn and transitioned through Xia Hai, his heart had been rejuvenated, brimming with youthful energy. His excitement and nervousness matched his age perfectly, but he was still taken aback by the situation and couldn't help feeling an indescribable thrill, as if a dragon were at his throat.

In America, people do not casually kneel on one knee unless it is for proposing marriage or a theatrical performance necessity.

The founder of Jiayo Group is now kneeling down in front of him, and no one feels uncomfortable about it; instead, everyone eagerly awaits the moment when he puts on the hat.

Around him are students from top high schools across America. They will be going to Harvard University, Columbia University, Dartmouth College, Johns Hopkins University, Stanford University, University of Arizona, and other world-class universities. Some of them might become future Hawking, Buffet, or Jane Fonda; others may turn out to be the next Jack Ma. But at this moment, they are all waiting for their King's coronation.

At this moment, he is no longer Su Cen. He’s not an exchange student from No.27 High School; instead, he’s their King!

This represents the honor of being a king.

A student council member comes up and takes the hat from Mark’s hand, solemnly placing it on Su Cen's head.

Right then, amidst applause and cheers, Mark stands up. Just like in those role-playing games he had played many times before, he pats Su Cen's shoulder, saying, "This hat belongs to you! My brother!"

Flash! The beam of light on Mark’s body disappears, leaving only Su Cen and the Queen, Ginny, standing on stage. She wears a golden crown that shines brilliantly against her outfit.

"Come with me." Amidst the crowd's cheers and clamor, Zack takes hold of Su Cen's arm and guides him to the stage.

The stage is filled with people but they all stand at the edge; no one dares come closer. The stage now belongs solely to the King and Queen.

Below, the crowd roars in celebration. At this moment, Su Cen feels as though he's standing on a stage in a night club of another era with countless people below him wildly reaching up like they're trying to grab at straws. Of course, things aren't truly chaotic here.

At this point, Su Cen sees the group of Chinese-American girls at the edge of the opposite stage giving him a thumbs up and cheering loudly without reservation. For them, there is probably nothing more exciting than finding a way to meet their school's King at this ball.

The Jewish youth beside the screaming girl shakes his head in disappointment, saying, "They should have known he’s the most likely person here to be their king." These students are not just passionate about the basketball league.

Everyone suddenly quiets down. Ginny walks towards Su Cen with catwalk-like steps under the spotlight, her movements perfectly fitting the rhythm of a cheerleading song, exuding a fiery charm reminiscent of a team captain. Her slender waist sways in a way that makes Su Cen feel as if he’s experiencing scenes from "The Goddess" beneath this American sky: “It seems like light clouds veiling the moon, and it drifts like snowflakes swirling in the wind.”

"Su, we all know you," Ginny came to Su Chen's side and bent down to say softly, her voice carrying a magnetic quality. She was the typical Western beauty—fiery and seductive.

The dynamic waist of this girl made one wonder if it would still be so rhythmic in their grasp.

While dancing next to Su Chen with her king's hat askew, Ginny continued to elicit陣陣歡呼聲：“Wow! Wow! Oh wow!”

There was no doubt that this "queen," Ginny, brought another wave of madness to the entire venue.

The host, Braum, threw out the biggest question, "Our guests, you can kiss your—"

"What" Su Chen stood rooted to the spot.

Tang Wu, who heard this news and covered her mouth while looking at the stage, was now not outstanding. She was drowned in the crowd of people shouting. Her heart was flustered because she knew that she might no longer be able to face the next scene with a smile and an indifferent demeanor.

Braum thought Su Chen hadn't heard clearly and spread his hands towards everyone, saying, "Without a doubt, kissing the queen is the most ancient tradition of this ball. This is what you should enjoy!" While saying this, he winked at Su Chen with a lecherous look in his eyes, adding, "It's incredibly wonderful!"

Ginny, who could rival Megan Fox, slightly retracted her high-heeled foot that was planted on the ground. She currently had her lips pursed and looked seductive, making one want to pick peppers. She had a conflicted feeling about whether she wanted or didn't want her female friends surrounding her to continue cheering.

Although she was bold enough to dance provocatively in public, such an act of kissing on stage was likely unprecedented for her. However, she did not resist; instead, she looked forward to it with anticipation.

The basketball club members and the strong hockey players around had already considered Ginny a public sweetheart. At this moment, they all collectively licked their lips, regretting that it wasn't them.

"Kiss her! Kiss her! Kiss her!" The calls for the king to enjoy his privilege continued incessantly, gradually forming a wave of sound.

Su Can, wearing a tilted white king's hat, stands before the fiery Ginny. This most enchanting beauty of Exeter College is at his disposal; she has an alluring figure, seductive lips, and impressive achievements in "Shakespeare" and "Modern European History."

Underneath the wave of cheers, Tang Wu, hidden in the shadows, presses her hand to her mouth. She doesn't know whether she should feel delighted for Su Can's honor or uncomfortable.

"Kiss her, you are the king! Every king here does this," the host's voice encourages intensely.

Golden eyes, eagerly awaiting Su Can's next move, hear those words: "Sorry, you're not mine."

Then amidst the cheers, Su Can bends down from the stage and approaches Tang Wu, whose blurred vision barely recognizes him. He embraces her slender body with a dazzling smile that leaves everyone spellbound, "This is mine."

Holding her lips with his own, he then traces her tongue along her salty tears like in French humidity, flicking over her pearly teeth.

All are stunned. Su Can and Tang Wu's wet kiss ignites a flame of desire within everyone, causing their throats to constrict and mouths to dry.

Su Can reluctantly withdraws from Tang Wu's side with reluctance. Facing the stupefied crowd, he shouts Exeter College's most memorable words for this year, "Everyone is a king today! All ladies are queens! This is the King's command! Do as you please!"

And so, countless pairs of would-be lovers exchange glances and celebrate with cheers. Their youthful bodies tightly embrace each other in passionate kisses.

This indeed was an exuberant night.

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