Qin Shaoyuan stood up and shouted sternly, "Your ball hit me, shouldn't you apologize first?!"
As he spoke, the dozen or so team members who accompanied him also gathered around, their expressions looking indignant.
"Aren't you guys being too arrogant?"
"Exactly, you hit one of us and still act like you're all that. Do you think this is your home?"
"Let's call the security!"
Amidst the commotion, a man with multicolored hair and light makeup stood up from the three men and five women group, speaking somewhat playfully: "Oh, someone recognizes me? That's right, this is my home. So what?!"
Upon hearing this voice, everyone, including Qin Shaoyuan, had a momentary change of expression. Until they clearly saw the signature multicolored hair, the initial complainant started avoiding eye contact, hiding among the crowd hoping to remain unnoticed.
