Maya looked up, and the first thing she saw was Miles Wallace's sharp and exquisite face, handsome yet not feminine.
She remembered that Miles was a top celebrity, and getting close to him would attract negative attention.
So without hesitation, Maya used his hand to stand up.
"Congratulations on getting first place."
Miles still held the flag in his hand. He hesitated for a moment but finally offered it: "Do you want it?"
Maya looked over, puzzled.
Miles' expression stiffened, and he retracted his hand without saying a word, turning around to leave.
Despite the dazzling stage lights, his silhouette still appeared somewhat lonely.
Maya brushed off nonexistent dust from her pants, thinking about how strange kids are these days.
All the guests gathered together, and Brian Bennett wiped the slight sweat from his cheek: "The match just now was as intense as ever, but fortunately, our Yellow Team won. Let's give a round of applause to Miles Wallace!"
