After Reborn, I Became the Bigshots' Beloved novel Chapter 133

Chapter 133: Chapter 133: You Won’t Die If You Don’t Seek Trouble, The Face-Slapping Begins (1)

School Festival Day.

It was only from Lan Yu that Lu Sheng and the others found out that originally, the garden party was just a school festival event hosted by Shengjing, open to the public but only having a minor influence.

However, due to Lu Ziye and Yao Xuantong posting on social media last Friday about their planned attendance, the name of Shengjing suddenly became nationally known.

Whether fans of Lu Ziye and Yao Xuantong or passersby, everyone was inquiring about how to enter Shengjing to partake in the festival, with the search term "Shengjing High School Festival" exceeding one million hits on social media.

Therefore, Shengjing had no choice but to take emergency measures.

To limit the number of people entering the school, the original eighty-yuan tickets for non-school personnel were suddenly increased to three hundred yuan, and entry to the school was restricted to the hours between ten in the morning and four in the afternoon.

But even so, the temporarily issued ten thousand tickets were snapped up in less than twenty minutes.

And if not for the fact that the festival day fell on a workday, preventing some from getting leave to attend, coupled with expensive or hard-to-obtain return flights to Jiang City, as well as some missing the timing to snap up tickets, the sell-out time would likely have been even shorter than twenty minutes.

By Tuesday, some unscrupulous scalpers were even selling tickets for three thousand apiece, yet fans of Lu Ziye were still scrambling to buy them.

The influence of top celebrities is indeed terrifying.

In the morning, Lu Sheng did not go to Shengjing with Lu Youming and Lu Youye but went to pick up Juanjuan from the apartment first, hence she arrived at the school later than they did.

By the time they reached Shengjing, the scene outside the school alone was worthy of being called a grand affair, and even Juanjuan, frightened by the sight before her, clung to Lu Sheng’s clothes.

It was almost nine-thirty, and many cars had already parked outside.

A thick crowd of young men and women gathered outside the school gates, holding banners in support of Lu Ziye and Yao Xuantong, eyes glowing with anticipation as they waited for their idols to appear.

Mostly made up of fans, some held tickets and were waiting for the time to enter, while others, without tickets, ran just to catch a glimpse of their beloved idols.

Apart from these fans, numerous entertainment journalists and photographers wielding cameras also swarmed outside the school.

A high school festival event had been turned into a scene akin to a red carpet ceremony at an entertainment industry award show.

There were even fully equipped police maintaining order to prevent any unforeseen accidents.

"...I should have come earlier," seeing the situation in front of her, Lu Sheng took a deep breath and said, taking Juanjuan’s hand, "Now we can only force our way through."

With no other choice, Lu Sheng squeezed through the crowd with Juanjuan in tow.

Finally, as they nearly reached the school gate, an excited shout and scream suddenly erupted from the crowd, buzzing in the ears of Lu Sheng and Juanjuan.

The next second, everyone surged forward, pushing them right back to where they started.

"..."

Lu Sheng took a deep breath to stay calm.

Looking up, a luxury nanny car worth millions stopped not far from the school gate, likely the cause of the screaming.

Seven or eight tall and sturdy bodyguards cleared a path before the car door slowly opened, drawing out the anticipation of the surrounding crowd.

The first thing to emerge from the car was a delicate, fair, slender hand.

With a show of grandeur, the owner of the hand was assisted out of the car by a nearby bodyguard, bending as she elegantly stepped out.

The mere sight of her face instantly incited a feverish scream from the surrounding fans— "Xuantong! Xuantong! Xuantong!"

Jurnalists swarmed towards Yao Xuantong who had just stepped out of the car, snapping photos in a flurry.

—It was Yao Xuantong.

Indeed, she was just like the pure, innocent girl seen on TV.

A petite face, delicate large eyes, features not exquisite but definitely sweet and appealing.

Her skin was very pale, her arms and legs slender, seemingly weighing less than ninety pounds. She was the embodiment of the current trend of beauty: a thinness that invokes pity.

Yao Xuantong was there to be a one-day server, but looking at her outfit, one could easily mistake her for attending a dinner gala or walking the red carpet.

A custom-made princess dress, light organza fabric, bubble sleeves adorned with ruffled edges, and the hem embroidered with pictures of Doraemon, both dreamy and playful.

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