My incredible luck and the girl I picked up

"You eat first, I'll go check on Lin Yin." Leng Yihan was about to leave when Leng Binglan grabbed her clothes.

"No, no need... I called her... she's already up..." Seeing Leng Binglan's embarrassed look, Leng Yihan understood why her face was so red; she was just shy.

Leng Yihan was also somewhat surprised, after all, the two of them didn't have a very good relationship and were always arguing. When he asked Leng Binglan to wake Lin Yin up, Leng Yihan didn't think that Leng Binglan would go, but the result was a bit of a slap in the face for him.

They turned around and sat down, and the two of them went ahead to eat breakfast. A few minutes later, Lin Yin also came out after changing her clothes.

Good morning, Yihan~

"Good morning." After greeting him, Lin Yin sat down in the empty seat next to Leng Yihan and started eating breakfast. She originally thought that Leng Binglan would argue with Lin Yin again, just like before.

As a result, Leng Binglan didn't react at all. She kept her head down and ate her breakfast bite by bite, with a slight blush on her face.

Lin Yin was also surprised and gave Leng Yihan a strange look. Leng Yihan shrugged, as if she didn't know either.

At six o'clock in the morning, the three of them left home on time.

"Going to school the next day..." Leng Binglan muttered softly, her eyes looking around at the surrounding streets.

"Aren't you familiar with this place? Aren't you Yihan's cousin?" Lin Yin looked at the curious girl with suspicion.

"Because I wasn't here when I was little... it's normal to feel unfamiliar with this place, right?" Leng Binglan replied casually, seemingly understanding why Lin Yin and Leng Yihan had left so early.

"It's so quiet... but it feels surprisingly comfortable..."

“Yes, Lin Yin and I love this quiet time in the morning,” Leng Yihan replied. The three of them chatted like this, and before they knew it, they had arrived at school.

When they arrived at the cell, the three of them were stunned. There were quite a few people already there.

"Hey, good morning, you three!" Miao Xingyin waved her hand. Leng Yihan looked and saw that the ones who had returned early were all the students in the class who were going to cosplay their professions.

When the three of them arrived, there were exactly eight people together.

"What's going on? Why are you back so early?" Leng Yihan walked to Miao Xingyin's table, where eight sheets of paper were laid out. A bad feeling suddenly came to Leng Yihan's mind.

“Here, Yihan, your women’s clothing design drawings~” Miao Xingyin handed a piece of paper to Leng Yihan with a mischievous smile.

Leng Yihan's eyebrows twitched. She took the blueprints, and sure enough, they were a set of fashion designs for a female assassin from the Divine Oracle.

"These were given to me by my teacher, and she's very kind. She considered that since Yihan is a boy, she didn't choose any overly revealing assassin outfits~"

"It's better to expose a lot!"

"This is already the minimum, Yihan, just accept it, okay?" Huang Ziwei advised with a smile, and everyone around nodded in agreement.

"Oh, right, Lin Yin and Leng Binglan, these are yours~" Miao Xingyin saw Lin Yin and Leng Binglan and suddenly remembered that they also wanted to cosplay, so she quickly took out the costume design drawings of the Hunter and Swordsman and gave them to them.

"Thank you." Lin Yin took the two blueprints, pulled out the one for the swordsman and handed it to Leng Binglan, then looked at her own outfit.

"Well? These are all my choices!"

"Hey, didn't you say it was chosen by the teacher?!"

"Oops, I've been exposed... But Yihan, your outfit is indeed not too revealing yet very good-looking for a female assassin." Looking at Miao Xingyin's appearance, Leng Yihan gritted her teeth and put down her fist.

"Huh? Is this greatsword supposed to be 1.5 meters tall?! Almost as tall as me!"

"No, no, no, Binglan, you don't understand..." Chen Wei pushed up his glasses, a mysterious light flashing in his eyes.

"what?"

"This is such a cute contrast, such a cute contrast!"

"Chen Wei, you've been exposed."

"Oh...sorry, sorry, I lost my composure." Hearing Ye Zixing's reminder, Chen Wei coughed lightly, trying to regain his composure.

Are you a hidden otaku?

"Ice Blue, you're alright... My staff is 1.8 meters tall, you know." Miao Xingyin said, handing the design drawings to Leng Binglan with a look of utter despair.

“1.8 meters... the only ones taller than that are Ye Zixing and Chen Wei,” Leng Yihan said after thinking for a moment.

Leng Yihan looked up at Ye Zixing and Chen Wei, both of whom were about 20cm taller than him.

"How did you all grow up like this...?"

"Don't worry, there's still a chance for her to develop." Ye Zixing patted Leng Yihan's shoulder reassuringly, while Leng Yihan covered her eyes in despair.

"Judging from this, Leng Yihan is considered short among us. The shortest should be Binglan, right? She's 1.58 meters tall, isn't she?"

“Hmm…” Leng Binglan nodded, and Leng Yihan thought about it carefully.

It seems like I'm... the fourth shortest person in the world...

“I’m actually… not as tall as two girls…” Leng Yihan slumped over Miao Xingyin’s table, her expression vanishing instantly.

"Hey, the highlight in your eyes is gone!" Lin Yin pulled Leng Yihan up, and Leng Yihan stood up helplessly, but her face was expressionless.

"Oh, right, we'll probably be walking the runway!"

"Pfft!" Upon hearing Miao Xingyin's words, all seven people present were stunned.

"That's what the teacher just told me—but it's just a rough outline, I'm not sure yet—it could be part of a performance or something."

“Damn it…” Leng Yihan said, handing the blueprints to Miao Xingyin before walking back to her seat in despair.

"Well, there's nothing else to say. Everyone, just be prepared. The costumes should all be fine. That's settled." After handing the blueprints back to Miao Xingyin, the six returned to their seats and started looking at their phones out of boredom.

"Yihan, don't be sad. It's just a fashion show, a performance. Just walk around without any expression. Besides, I'm with you," Lin Yin comforted Leng Yihan after sitting down.

"You're too optimistic. We don't even know what we'll be performing yet. I can tolerate performing, but a fashion show... I wish I were dead..." Leng Yihan turned to Lin Yin and said, then slumped onto the table.

"I want to be alone..."

Leng Yihan just lay there like that, and Lin Yin didn't say anything more. Before long, Leng Yihan fell asleep.

When he woke up, Lin Yin shook him awake. It was already class meeting, and Zhao Siqi was standing on the podium at some point.

"So today we're going to talk about the competition."

“Each class from the first to the third year of high school will select a six-person team to participate in this school festival competition.”

"Exhibition match..."

“Hmm…” Leng Yihan said after hearing Zhao Siqi’s words, and Lin Yin nodded in agreement.

"So, does anyone in our class want to participate? Raise your hands so I can take a count. Remember, your skills can't be bad, and you have to bring honor to our class! The last place team has to sing in front of the whole school!"

"Huh?!" In an instant, many of the hands that had been raised fell down, clearly worried about losing.

"Ice Blue raised her hand too."

"Huh? Is that so?" Hearing Lin Yin's words, Leng Yihan looked at Leng Binglan's seat, and Leng Binglan was also looking at them.

"Do you want to participate?" Leng Yihan asked Lin Yin beside her. Lin Yin thought for a while and then nodded.

“Then let’s participate!” Leng Yihan and Lin Yin raised their hands, and now there were 14 people in the class who wanted to participate in the school festival competition.

"14 people... Does anyone have a ranking in the ladder competition?" As soon as Zhao Siqi finished asking, all 14 hands were put down at the same time.

Leng Binglan glanced back at Lin Yin and Leng Yihan, who were in the top twenty of the rankings, but saw the two of them lower their hands. She looked at them in confusion, but saw Leng Yihan shake her head and make a gesture to not speak.

Why keep it a secret? It'll be exposed eventually anyway.

Leng Binglan turned her head and looked at Zhao Siqi, who was listening intently.

"Okay, let's count the professions. How many of you are swordsmen? Raise your hands," Zhao Siqi said, and four people in the class raised their hands.

"Hey, Yihan, you really know how to have fun!"

"It was so-so, barely passable," Leng Yihan replied dismissively upon hearing Miao Xingyin's words.

"How many hunters?" the two asked.

"How many knights?" Three.

"How many boxers are there?" One, the boxer Ye Zixing plays with.

"How many priests are there?" Surprisingly, although Huang Ziwei raised her hand to participate, she didn't play as a priest, but as an assassin. None of the 14 people played as priests.

"Zero people... okay, how many assassins?" One of the two was Huang Ziwei.

"Where is the wandering poet?" One of them was the wandering poet that Mo Ruyu played with.

"The last one must be a magician."

“Yes, teacher! I’ll play as a magician!” Miao Xingyin replied, and she was the only magician.

Of the 14 people, all 8 cosplayers raised their hands; it seems they all really love playing Oracle.

However, apart from Huang Ziwei and Leng Yihan not playing the professions they were cosplaying, everyone else was.

"Alright, these 14 people, log on at 14 PM tonight and gather at the Adventurers' Guild entrance in the level 10 main city. We'll have an internal competition to decide which six people will represent our class. My ID is 'Please Don't Pull Qi.' If any of the 14 people have any questions, come and ask me now. That's all." Zhao Siqi closed her notebook, letting the students discuss and answering questions for those who had doubts.

"Yihan, I'm suddenly a little excited!"

"What's there to be so excited about?" Leng Yihan looked helplessly at the excited Lin Yin beside her.

"What do you think their reaction will be when they see that the two of us, Yinse and Jihan, are in the top 20 of the God Ranking! It's hilarious just thinking about it!"

"Their reaction is that the 'Tone Master' and the 'Extreme Cold Master' are indeed having an affair, you understand, little guy?" Leng Yihan said, poking Lin Yin's forehead.

"You...who's the little one here! You're so boring..." Lin Yin covered her forehead and looked at him with dissatisfaction.

"Don't forget you're my girlfriend now, or I'll deal with you when we get home," Leng Yihan teased.

"Ugh...you really are something!" Lin Yin glared at Leng Yihan. The two of them spoke in very low voices, and no one could hear them.

The school festival... I'm suddenly starting to look forward to it.

31. Oracle about playing with classmates

5:10

"Alright everyone, school's out! The 14 of you who want to participate in the school festival competition, don't forget to meet me at the Adventurers' Guild entrance in the level 10 main city at 8 PM tonight. I'll be waiting for you for 10 minutes, and being late will be considered a forfeit! You can also watch the competition if you want, or you can register on the spot." After Zhao Siqi finished speaking, she walked out of the classroom, leaving the excited students behind.

"Yihan, let's go home and get ready."

"Okay, let's go wait for Binglan." Leng Yihan and Lin Yin packed their bags and walked to Leng Binglan's desk.

"Oh my, are you waiting for your sister-in-law, Lin Yin?"

"I'm not her sister-in-law!" Leng Binglan said angrily to Miao Xingyin, then turned around and glared at Lin Yin.

“…Miao Xingyin, stop joking with Binglan…she’ll get furious~” Leng Yihan reached out and ruffled Leng Binglan’s hair. The little cat, who had been blushing, immediately stopped and stopped.