I'll Never Give Up

"Male Number Thirty-eight, please begin." Lan Muzi drew a new number. Number Thirty-eight was Tang Wulin's acquaintance. It was his classmate, the person with the nickname Shackler, Luo Guixing.

Luo Guixing's lotus leaf floated up to the very front. He wore a genuine smile on his face, "I've noticed that the people who want to confess their loves outnumber those who want to display their strengths. Yes! Everybody understands, and almost everyone knows who they like. Then, I'll join in their ranks as well. I have a confession to make as well."

Another confession?

Luo Guixing's gaze shifted to the opposite side. After he hummed for a brief moment, he said, "First of all, I have something to say to my good friend Xu Yucheng. From the perspective our lot draws, my luck is better than yours. All these years, we've liked her and have always been competing against each other both openly and secretly. However, this has never affected our brotherly relationship."