Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks ?Chapter 1611: Will You Accept My Confession?

Chapter 1611: Will You Accept My Confession?

Ning Shu couldn’t exchange for guns, so she exchanged for fasting pills, water, and some basic medicine. That way, no matter what happened, she would be able to survive.
When she recalled the entrustor’s hatred and resentment, she knew that this task was probably another complicated one. Ning Shu took a deep breath and said to 2333, “Let’s start the task.”
Immediately, Ning Shu’s head started to spin. Since her soul was gradually becoming stronger, she could clearly feel her soul merging with the body.
It felt as if she was forcibly trying to stuff herself in it.
When Ning Shu’s soul had completely fused with the body, she opened her eyes, only to see a boy standing in front of her. This boy’s hair was slicked back with hair gel and he had some acne scattered across his face.
This boy was a young male student, but his body exuded the feeling of a man past his prime. He didn’t have any of the youthful vigor that was characteristic of young people, his gaze contained intense self-confidence and joy.
He looked just like someone who had just won five million in the lottery.
“Fellow classmate Chen Jianan, will you accept my confession?” said the boy standing in front of Ning Shu. A corner of his mouth was lifted up in a smile, and he seemed very personable.
He held a huge bouquet of roses in his hands. The roses even had drops of fresh dew on them.
Not far from him were a few boys, standing with their arms slung around each other’s shoulders. When they heard the male student confess, they roared with laughter and whistled towards Ning Shu and the male student.
Ning Shu raised her eyebrows. Did his self-confidence come from this bouquet of flowers?
When she saw this person’s face, she felt an intense loathing rise up in her heart. Then she realized that this person was probably the damned player that the girl mentioned.
Ning Shu silently recited the heart-clearing chant to suppress the hatred gushing out of her heart.
Yang Yuhui saw that Ning Shu was silent. When he confessed earlier, the other party had also just stared blankly at him. Now, she didn’t even say a single word in reply. Was she looking down on him?
“Chen Jianan, please go out with me,” repeated Yang Yuhui. His expression was sincere, but there was an unconcealed arrogance in his eyes.
“Say yes.”
“Say yes.”
Several of the boys surrounding them began to make noise, attracting the attention of the people passing by.
Yang Yuhui looked at Ning Shu and tried to stuff the roses into her hands, but she took a step back and didn’t take them.
Yang Yuhui’s expression instantly turned unsightly. When he turned around, he saw that his roommates looked like they were watching a good show, and he felt even more embarrassed. He said to Ning Shu, “What do you mean? Please give me an answer.”
“I refuse,” said Ning Shu coldly.
“Hahahaha…”
“That’s what I said…”
“I won. Pay up.”
Several of Yang Yuhui’s roommates suddenly started to laugh.
Yang Yuhui’s expression immediately stiffened and his gaze turned cold. Without pausing, he turned and left, throwing the huge rose bouquet into a trash can on the side of the road.
After all, he was extremely arrogant. If she refused, it was her loss.
Ning Shu saw that there were many people looking at her. She simply ignored them and sat down by the flowerbed to receive the storyline.
This story was about a person becoming a mega-superstar after their rebirth. The protagonist of this story was Yang Yuhui, the boy who had just confessed to her with flowers.
In Yang Yuhui’s previous life, he spent most of his life as a mediocre, unimportant, and unqualified assistant director who didn’t have any achievements to his name. To put it bluntly, he was an assistant director whose real job was to just be a handyman that ran errands but never got to produce a work of his own.
Yang Yuhui blamed the heavens for being unjust and believed that his talent had not been used fully.
Translator: Lili
Translator: Kaho