"Over here!"
Someone excitedly picked up the card that Amanda Smith had dropped on the ground, exclaiming with enthusiasm, "It's her!"
A crowd instantly surrounded her, giving Amanda no chance to resist. By the time she squeezed out of the throng, she had already been pushed onto a stage.
Opposite her was another unlucky soul who had drawn a number, a man wearing a fox mask.
The other party looked at her as if equally helpless.
Two spotlights fell on them, and then the "king" said, "Number 2 and number 22, please proceed to kiss for fifteen minutes!"
"…" Amanda's face darkened, and she really wanted to run away right then.
The crowd below, dense and noisy, burst into applause and laughter, with some mischief-makers clapping their hands and egging on, "Kiss! Kiss!"