"Ah? Okay." The person didn’t think much and agreed right away.
Dong Yingluo’s fingernail scraped across an A4 paper, leaving a deep imprint.
Her face still wore a smile, even a very beautiful and delicate one, the type boys would like and feel sorry for, yet Lan Wanyue couldn’t help but frown.
The forr departnt head was punished by President Yan Yichen for covering up Dong Yingluo’s plagiarism.
The panel plagiarism incident, everyone blad ng Junnan in the end, but they overlooked the true culprit—it was clearly Dong Yingluo!
Thus, she had no fondness for Dong Yingluo.
"Yingluo, I heard you have a good personal connection with Young Master Ji, could you please invite him to be a special judge?" Lan Wanyue challenged her.
Dong Yingluo’s expression stiffened; previously, she would’ve been completely confident.
But now, with Ji Yebai acting like that towards her...
"Ah? Could it be that those are all just rumors, and you and Young Master Ji aren’t as close as we thought?" Luo Huahua from Class E jokingly said, not expecting to actually infuriate Dong Yingluo!
"I will invite him!" Dong Yingluo exclaid as if desperately trying to prove herself, startling Luo Huahua.
"Then I’ll trouble you with this." Lan Wanyue breathed a sigh of relief; this recitation competition wasn’t getting much attention, but having Young Master Ji as a judge would definitely make it a hit!
Dong Yingluo forced a smile, her fingernails digging into her palm, enduring the pain.
The recitation competition began as scheduled.
Dong Yingluo tried reaching Ji Yebai three tis but didn’t even see him once, and with the competition about to start, she couldn’t contain herself anymore.
If Ji Yebai didn’t show up, wouldn’t she lose face completely?
Thinking it over, she composed a ssage and sent it to Ji Yebai...
A few minutes later, Ji Yebai appeared at the auditorium entrance with a cold deanor and an icy aura.
Dong Yingluo breathed a sigh of relief.
People from the Cultural Departnt exclaid with surprise and delight, "Young Master Ji is here!"
"I didn’t expect he would actually agree to be a judge!"
"Could it be that Dong Yingluo and Young Master Ji really have sothing going on? I feel so sorry for Ning Xixi!"
"Shh, keep it down, Young Master Ji is coming over!"
Dong Yingluo with a slight smile approached Ji Yebai, "Yebai, you’re here. The judges’ seats are over there; please take a seat first."
Her enthusiastic attitude led many to believe that she had a good relationship with Ji Yebai!
In his narrowed dark eyes, it seed ice was hidden, "Dong Yingluo, explain that ssage you sent!"
"You have to be a judge, then I’ll tell you. Otherwise, you’ll never know the truth!"
Well, wonderful, this woman, daring to threaten him!
Ji Yebai smiled coldly, and, out of respect for Dong Jinseng, he restrained himself from taking action against Dong Yingluo and assud his powerful position in the judges’ row.
Lan Wanyue thoughtfully looked at the two and tapped the table, speaking into the microphone, "Let’s begin."
The recitation competition kicked off.
Each class went on stage one after another according to the order drawn, performing a three-minute recitation.
After several contestants, Luo Huahua, the host, announced, "Next, please welco Ning Xixi from Class S."
Silence followed.
Luo Huahua blinked her big eyes, "Student Ning Xixi, you didn’t co, did you?"
The boy bribed by Dong Yingluo to handle the registration spoke up loudly, "Wrong, wrong, it’s not Ning Xixi from Class S, but Qiao Nancheng from Class E!"
As soon as this statent was made, the auditorium erupted like a pot exploding!
Qiao Nancheng, doesn’t he have a stutter? How could he sign up for a recitation competition?
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