She spread her hands and said, "As long as you are happy, I signed up for fun out of boredom. In your eyes, I am so weak that it shouldn't affect your boyfriend's continued victory. You made it so difficult for me that I thought you regarded me as a strong rival."
The contemptuous expression that Wen Qiao was familiar with appeared on Yao Xueba's face again.
Su Ying sneered: "You think too much. You are a strong opponent. You are not even qualified to be a runner-up. What do you think an online competition is?"
Wen Qiao dug his ears and looked at his watch. "The on-site confirmation must be completed before four o'clock. There are still ten minutes. My suggestion is that you should go and confirm quickly, otherwise you will not be able to participate in the competition and miss the championship."
Su Ying took Yao Heng's arm and walked towards the workbench with her eyes high.
All the people there were students from Fukai University, and they all knew Yao Heng.
Someone casually asked, "Who is that?"
Su Ying chuckled: "From the Central Conservatory of Music."
Everyone laughed: "Ah? People from the Central Conservatory of Music actually signed up for this kind of competition. Isn't this... asking for trouble?"
Someone else said, "Forget it, forget it. Considering she is a beauty, don't say such harsh words. The most important thing is to participate."
The laughter behind him was getting louder and louder. Wen Qiao tightened his collar, ignored it, and walked out.
I ran into Dong Yao at the dormitory door: "I found some clues."
Wen Qiao's heart tightened, and she walked with him to the flower bed: "What clues?"
"Did you know that there is an underground market in the center of Haicheng?"
Wen Qiao: “I don’t know.”
How could she know such a thing
"There are all kinds of businesses there. My grandfather has an old friend who went to the market recently and seems to have something to sell. He has heard of cases with similar symptoms to yours before. Do you want to go with me to ask him?"
Wen Qiao: “Okay.”
"Then go now."
Wen Qiao: "Is it so sudden?"
"Are you going to do anything else to prepare?"
“It seems not.”
When she got into Dong Yao's car, Fu Nanli happened to call.
"What's wrong?" Wen Qiao asked.
"Are you in school? I'll pick you up for dinner."
"I'm not at school. I have something else to do. I don't have time today."
"Is there a problem?"
Wen Qiao scratched his head in embarrassment: "Well... I have an appointment with Youyou and the others. It's something between girls, so it's not... convenient to tell you."
Wen Qiao, who was talking on the phone with his head down, didn't notice that the person in the car passing by was Fu Nanli.
Fu Nanli raised his eyebrows slightly and turned to look at the Mercedes-Benz SUV.
The little liar lied again.
The driver seemed to be the boy from her club. Fu Nanli pressed his brows and said, "Okay, no need to go to her school."
"What's the matter, Master?"
"I saw her just now, in the Mercedes that passed by."
Lao Hu asked cautiously, "Do you want to follow me?"
His young master glanced at him coldly, and Lao Hu quickly said, "I said the wrong thing."
"Go back to my apartment."
The Mercedes-Benz sped all the way and stopped in front of an antique shop.
The storefront is not very big, and it is deserted, with few customers.
"Isn't it an underground market? It's not quite what I imagined."
Dong Yao turned off the engine, got out of the car, and took her to the door of the antique shop. He pushed the door open, and the wind chimes on the porch made a crisp sound. Behind the counter sat a white-haired old man wearing glasses, reading a book with his head down.
Hearing the noise, he looked up and said, "The young master is here."
Dong Yao said calmly: "Uncle Yi, I'm taking her down for something."
Tenth update is finished, please give me a monthly ticket, please give me a recommendation ticket, muah~
(End of this chapter)