Yin Shaojie's Bad Intentions (6)

Feng Shengyang's gaze met Yin Shaojie's as he grinned.

Just then, the MC came up. With a gentle smile, he said, "Young Master Feng, let's throw the ball instead."

Feng Shengyang looked at the host and stopped in his tracks.

"Throw the ball? Sure."

Then, he threw the ball in Mu Xiaoxiao's direction.

He didn't throw it forcefully.

The little ball traced an arc across the sky.

Just as the ball was about to reach Mu Xiaoxiao, a hand shot out and slapped the ball aside.

The small ball deviated from its original course and flew into the crowd nearby. Instantly, the students began to buzz with noise and excitement.

Some people wanted to move forward and get closer to Feng Shengyang.

For others, were crazy about getting the ball because Yin Shaojie had touched it.

The snatching match turned everyone upside down and it was only because of the MC controlling the situation that a stampede did not occur.