A Low Rank Female Goes Viral Across the Galaxy-Chapter 265: Encounter

Jiang Qin stood outside the kitchen of the small building, listening to the various strange noises coming from inside. She was starting to feel a little uneasy.

She knocked cautiously on the door and asked, "Third Prince, can you really handle this?"

"A joke! It’s just a little cooking. All you have to do is wait for us to take first place!!"

However, the reality was...

Long Hao expressionlessly dumped the blackish-gray lump of food in front of him into the trash to be destroyed.

Thankfully, he’d claimed to have a big appetite and bought extra ingredients; otherwise, he wouldn’t have had any room for trial and error.

Taking a deep breath, he opened the recipes stored on his Light Computer and continued to study them.

Pour in oil... add the vegetables... add the seasonings... stir-fry!

After taking a taste, he once again expressionlessly poured it into the trash... and tapped ’Destroy’.

He decided his cooking method was still wrong. ’Maybe I should try something else,’ he thought. ’A meat soup might be good.’

Jiang Qin, who had been waiting for a long time, was still marveling to herself. ’Interstellar males are so domestic. Even a Prince knows how to cook.’

However, when she saw the pot of soup Long Hao brought out—a concoction where the original ingredients were completely unrecognizable—she fell silent.

’Oh, well. Everyone has their own areas of expertise.’

Long Hao said, a little embarrassed, "Believe it or not, this is exactly how my instructor taught me."

Imperial University Life Skills Instructor: ...My reputation is ruined!!

"Ahem. You should probably just drink your nutrient liquid. I’ll take this and submit it for the task." 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Jiang Qin wanted to be polite and try a spoonful or two, but the color of the soup was simply too horrifying. In the end, she held back the courteous gesture.

After all, it was the first time she had ever seen a soup that was black and green with a hint of yellow.

She guessed he must have just thrown all the ingredients into one pot and stewed them together.

The final result was obvious: she and Long Hao took dead last.

The other four males actually knew how to cook, which suggested they had paid attention in their classes back in school.

[LMAO, the way Prince Hao tells a bald-faced lie with such confidence is amazing. I wonder if his instructor is on an oxygen tank right now.]

[Instructor: I’m truly blessed to have you as a student.]

[I’m from Imperial University, too. I heard a long time ago that Prince Hao skips all his classes except for Beastification, Mechanical Armor Class, and Fighting Class.]

Especially Life Skills. He’s never passed it, not once in his entire life.]

[I recommend testing that soup for poison.]

[The Young Marshal is still the most impressive one. He can get a high score in any subject.]

[That’s not all! I never expected that even Ni Jia, a guy who’s all about business, would know how to cook.]

[Prince Hao: -1 point. Substandard life skills. Unable to properly care for a female.]

...

The director announced the top five contestants.

He then announced, "The first-place pair is Miss Natalie and Young Marshal Jiang. As a reward, they will each get to choose a date for tomorrow."

Seeing Natalie about to speak, Jiang Qingfeng quickly cut in, "Director, I choose Miss Jiang Qin."

"Very well. Selection confirmed."

Natalie’s expression turned ugly.

’I thought we had gotten along quite well today,’ she fumed. ’Even if Jiang Qingfeng doesn’t like me, he shouldn’t despise me!’

Yet he still chose that female from the Federation without a moment’s hesitation.

It was only at this moment that Natalie truly realized just how much of an eyesore this female was becoming.

She had never even considered her worth a second glance before...

"And who will Miss Natalie be choosing?"

Natalie replied offhandedly, "Su Haoyang, I suppose."

Su Haoyang looked up, surprised.

When he saw the look of appreciative desire in her eyes, he understood.

He’d heard that aside from the Seventh Prince, all of this female’s partners were males over a hundred years old.

They were all the type to live comfortably in positions of power on High-level Planets, and they had likely grown lax in maintaining their physical condition.

’So, is she after my young physique?’

Su Haoyang gave her a docile smile, his mind racing with thoughts of how to protect his virtue tomorrow.

"Now that we’ve covered the reward for first place, it’s time to announce the punishment for last place."

Long Hao glared at the director, displeased. "There’s a punishment?"

"But of course. After all, our production team has always been about fairness."

The others paid it no mind, but Long Hao let out a derisive snort.

The director didn’t seem embarrassed at all and continued to smile. "The punishment for last place is: each of you must choose a guest of the opposite gender and deliver a confession of no less than three hundred words."

Long Hao: ...

Jiang Qin: ...

"So, you two, who would like to go first?"

Seeing Long Hao’s face turn as black as the bottom of a sooty pot, Jiang Qin said considerately, "How about I go first?"

Long Hao nodded, his face grim.

He couldn’t have gone first even if he wanted to. He needed to recall what his instructor had taught on the subject.

For Jiang Qin, however, it was simple. ’I can’t just read a bunch of sappy words,’ she thought, ’but I can sing them.’

As for who to choose...

She would just have to use the process of elimination.

In the end, she chose Yuan Ling. He was a quiet listener and would most likely neither take it to heart nor get the wrong idea.

Besides, she felt he was quite considerate toward her. ’We can be considered friends by now, right?’

Jiang Qin took two chairs out of her Space Button and smiled at Yuan Ling. "May I have ten minutes of your time?"

The lyrics to one song wouldn’t reach three hundred words, but two should be just about enough.

"Yes." Yuan Ling sat down quietly.

He wore a white button-down shirt, and his short gray hair was styled with a side part, leaving just a few stray bangs that gave him a refined look.

His eyes were a pale, grayish-white, making his gaze seem somewhat detached, no matter what he was looking at.

This was the first time Jiang Qin had ever taken such careful note of his appearance.

Her past impressions of him were just a collection of general descriptors: the quiet guy; the quiet, shy, but thoughtful guy; or the master craftsman.

Only at this moment did she feel like she was truly seeing him.

Taking a guitar from her Space Button, Jiang Qin quietly began to strum the strings.

Night had fallen, and an artificial moon and countless stars twinkled in the sky.

The food judging was set up at the entrance to the village.

Here stood a large tree, draped in yellow string lights. It was flanked by small village paths lined with artificial flowers.

The bright yellow lights cast a warm glow all around.

Aside from a long dining table, Jiang Qin and Yuan Ling were the only ones seated. Everyone else was standing or leaning against things nearby.

"I’m not good with the sweet nothings of a spoken confession, so I’ll sing two confession songs instead. If you just listen to the lyrics, it’s the same thing."

"The first song is called ’Encounter’."

"Your unique and unfamiliar scent,

"Is the sign that lets me know you’re real,"

...

"We took such a long and winding road, only to meet at last,"

"More than anyone, I understand just how important you are,"

...

"After all this time, I’ve finally decided,"

"I’ve decided,"

"Now that I’m holding your hand, I’ll never let go,"

...

"Because I know what it is I want,"

"As long as I can still lean on your shoulder..."

Her gentle, sweet voice seemed to carry a determined affection.

The song’s lyrics weren’t fiery or passionate, but they were refreshingly pure—so much so that for a fleeting moment, Yuan Ling believed they were her true feelings.

He believed this song held the words she truly wanted to say to him.