73: Chapter 73: The Ring Toss Godhood Amazes the Audience; His Serious Demeanor Touches Hearts

Looking at her adorable expression, Tang Luochuan couldn't help but want to reach out and pinch her cheeks.

Unfortunately, she wasn't his girlfriend, so he pushed that thought aside.

Su Wantang felt a bit unconvinced; she couldn't understand why these prizes, which looked so close, were so hard to ring.

Luck? Skill? Or were there magnets in the rings?

Just as she was thinking this, a red ring suddenly flew in from the side and landed steadily on that knock-off labubu from earlier.

Su Wantang whipped her head around; it was Tang Luochuan who had thrown it.

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The stall owner's face stiffened. He couldn't discern any special technique, but to be so steady on the very first try? Was it sheer luck?

But Tang Luochuan proved that he was slapping faces with pure skill...

Immediately after, the young man didn't pause at all, quickly tossing one, two, then three rings.

"Holy crap!!"

"Hey, there's an expert over there."

"He's throwing so steadily?"

"Look, the owner's face has turned green..."

The corner of the ring toss stall owner's mouth twitched, his previous smile frozen on his face—that was his professional courtesy.

Facing customers with a smile.

But in his eyes, besides disbelief, there was thick 'killing intent'!

The kid had already quickly tossed over a dozen rings, and every single one hit.

If all fifty in his hand hit, it wouldn't just be a loss on this one transaction; he would have worked all night for nothing.

"Wow!!! Luochuan, you're this amazing?" Su Wantang stood to the side like an excited child, clapping her hands.

She hadn't even realized that her way of addressing the young man had changed from 'Tang Luochuan' to the more intimate 'Luochuan'.

The scene before her had truly shocked her.

Not a single shot missed...

The rings flew out one after another.

"Hit!"

"Hit again!"

"He even ringed the big ones in the back row!"

The crowd of onlookers grew larger and larger, with some people just wanting to stir up more trouble.

"Owner, give me 80! Can I ask that young guy to help me ring them..."

"Yeah, yeah, young man, I'll give you 200 yuan! Just help me ring 60 of them!"

"I'll pay 25 to buy 60, and give them to the young man to play with! I don't want anything, I'm just happy seeing the owner lose money."

The ring toss stall owner reached out and covered his QR code: "Today... it's... it's time... I'm off work..."

How could he continue doing business like this? Just playing like this, he'd go bankrupt in a few days.

"Scared!! That's it, he's scared?"

"Damn, he chickened out! Did you see that, guys? The owner chickened out! This is definitely not scripted, 100% real."

Some people had already taken out their phones to either record or livestream.

Tang Luochuan hit all 50 rings.

The ring toss owner sighed, and the two locked eyes.

The owner's face was unsightly, his heart bleeding, but he dared not flip out in public: "Brother... this is a small business, I'm really sorry, but I have to close up. You can take the prizes... Let's leave things on good terms today so we can meet again in the future."

"I was just playing! I know it's not easy to make money. Just give me three of those knock-off labubu, and I don't want the rest."

As soon as Tang Luochuan said this, a round of applause erupted from the surrounding crowd.

"This young man has class."

"Owner, what are you still standing there for? Thank the guy."

"This guy is wearing designer brands! Owner! He doesn't care about your pocket change."

The tension on the ring toss owner's face instantly vanished, and he hurriedly thanked him: "Young brother, you're generous! Generous! I... I'll get them for you right now, just wait."

He had originally feared that this kid would be unforgiving, but he didn't expect the other party to be so magnanimous. He hurriedly dug out three labubu from the mountain of prizes, put them in a plastic bag, handed them over, and said repeatedly: "Thank you, brother, thank you, brother. You're a stand-up guy!"

"Eh! It's nothing! I'll be going now." Tang Luochuan took the items and didn't linger.

He just wanted to have some fun.

When he was a child, his father would take him to the big market, and the market back then was full of these things.

People selling discs, ring toss, and even ring toss for small animals.

There were chickens, ducks, and even puppies.

He was just experiencing the joy of his childhood.

The young man took one of the dolls from his hand and handed it to Su Wantang: "This one is for you, and these two are for my two girlfriends."

Su Wantang took the doll, her heart fluttering. She and his girlfriends received the same gift??

It was just her overthinking.

Tang Luochuan took out another doll and glanced at it: "This isn't a knock-off labubu."

"That can't be right." Su Wantang looked at the doll, which was just a bit bigger than a palm: "Something this big, the authentic ones cost several thousand."

Tang Luochuan pointed at the label: "It's clearly written right here, authentic... Ladudu... Hahaha!"

Sure enough, on the doll's tag, it wasn't 'labubu', but 'Ladudu'.

Hearing his words, Su Wantang hurriedly picked up the doll's tag, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl into a smile.

Just as she was about to tease him, she turned her head and saw his handsome profile.

Tang Luochuan was still looking down, studying the doll in his hand. Even though it was just a knock-off doll, he looked at it with extreme focus.

Even the stray hairs falling over his forehead swayed gently in the breeze.

The girl's gaze was fixed intently on him.

Her smile gradually faded, her expression became serious, and her gaze softened.

There seemed to be a kind of magic about the young man. Usually, he was cavalier and sharp-tongued.

But once he showed this kind of unintentional seriousness, he instantly shed all his playfulness, revealing an attraction that made it impossible to look away.

Tang Luochuan put away the doll, noticed the girl's gaze, and said casually: "Let's go, had enough fun, right? Let's go home..."

"Hmm?"

"Back to school!" Tang Luochuan realized his poor choice of words and quickly corrected himself, though he didn't feel anything was wrong with it.

However, Su Wantang felt a sense of being in love.

Strolling through the snack street together, playing ring toss together—a man and a woman—anyone would think they were a couple.

This feeling was wonderful, but he didn't belong to her.

Thinking of this, a surge of sorrow and indignation welled up in her heart. She had sent a message to her father, and ever since then, she hadn't dared to look at her phone.

She didn't know what the outcome would be, and she was afraid to see her father's intense words.

But now, her desire to rebel was even stronger.

"Tang Luochuan, have you brought Jiang Jinyue and Shen Muyan here before?"

"No!"

"Then have you brought any other girls?"

"Does my mom count?"

"Haha, I mean young girls."

"It was my mom, when I was a kid! Back then, my mom wasn't even thirty."

"What about someone in the same age group?"

Tang Luochuan knew what she was going to say, but he still replied truthfully: "No, this is my first time."

"Oh my, your first time is actually with me?"

"Hey? That's my line."