Qin Xin casually pulled out a stack of tickets, as if she were taking out a wad of worthless tissues.
Ao Xinghao and Hu Yi were dumbfounded: "This is..."
Tickets that are hard to get, the inner circle tickets.
And all are good seats up front.
Occasionally, there are seats in the back row, but they are in the central C position.
Whoa, how did Sister Xin pull this off?
Ao Xinghao swallowed: "Xin, these aren't fake tickets, right?"
Hu Yi: "Sister Xin, this must have cost a fortune, right?"
Qin Xin was speechless: "No money needed. Go distribute them to everyone, don't freeze outside."
After all, it was a chilly winter day, with cold winds howling outside the racetrack, it was very, very cold. The inner circle was different, with covers, plenty of sunshine, and seats with automatic heating, much warmer.
Hu Yi took the tickets and happily went to distribute them.
The students from class 2 were stunned for a moment, then burst into cheers: "Ahhh, our Sister Xin is so amazing!"
