Chapter 141: Troublesome and Awkward
Free time always flies by; half an hour has passed.
The etiquette guides the teachers and professors as they enter.
To Xu Yihuan's surprise, Tang Wanhua was also at the very back.
As soon as Tang Wanhua entered the room, she angrily sat down next to Xu Yihuan.
"I want to see who that old hag will ultimately give the spot to."
Xu Yihuan pursed her lips and remained silent.
Whatever, there will always be opportunities.
Soon, the presentation began. With the host constantly prompting the flow of the presentation, from the vice principal to the guests, it took quite some time before the freshman representative finally spoke.
In the host's loud voice.
Pei Yutang's name was read out.
Everyone present, except Tang Wanhua, applauded, including Xu Yihuan.
Pei Yutang stood up and walked onto the stage in full view of everyone.
Tang Wanhua sat next to Xu Yihuan. Seeing Pei Yutang, what could she not understand?
She wanted to see what Pei Yi'an was really up to!
Tang Wanhua was so angry that her hands were trembling.
She didn't believe the old hag would help Pei Yutang polish her manuscript.
Without polishing, they are only freshmen, what decent things can they write?
If she embarrasses the school in front of CAM, she'll see how that old hag explains herself to her superiors!
Xu Yihuan sat in the aisle seat in the last row, her gaze indifferently fixed on the stage.
Xu Yihuan could afford to lose, but she was also eager to see exactly where the difference between them lay.
Let's see how far Pei Yutang can go.
James, sitting in the center of the audience, glanced at Pei Yutang and his eyes flickered.
Then, as if he had thought of something, he turned to look at Xu Yihuan.
Upon seeing Xu Yihuan's expression, James narrowed his eyes, his heart filled with interest.
Even though he studied psychology, he felt that Xu Yihuan's mentality had stabilized a little too quickly.
Pei Yutang's clear voice rang out throughout the lecture hall through the microphone.
Everyone's gaze unconsciously followed Pei Yutang's voice and fell on her.
Most people couldn't understand what Pei Yutang was saying.
However, Xu Yihuan from the Foreign Languages Department could tell the difference.
Xu Yihuan couldn't help but want to leave after listening to this.
Having seen Tang Wanhua meticulously craft her speech, word by word, I find Pei Yutang's bloated version utterly inadequate in comparison.
It felt like someone was forcibly stuffing shit into her mouth.
I wanted to move on and leave, but my mind wanted to sit a little longer. What if there was something special about Pei Yutang's teachings that I could learn from? Right?
Listening to it like that, I realized it was almost over.
Xu Yihuan realized she wouldn't learn anything and turned to leave, but just then, a woman covered in logos and dressed in a very British style swayed over.
Looking down at Xu Yihuan, he said in a feignedly friendly tone, "Oh dear, could you please move aside, thank you."
Xu Yihuan frowned and glanced at her, then stood up and let her in.
The woman walked to the center, gracefully took out the latest iPhone, recorded a few dozen seconds of video for Pei Yutang, and then sat down next to Tang Wanhua.
"Wanhua, you've been watching for so long, what do you think of Tangtang's performance? Was she well-prepared?"
The visitor was Chen Cheng, the dean of the Foreign Languages Department. It made sense, since that old hag couldn't possibly take care of Pei Yutang herself, so she had to let her niece take care of her.
Tang Wanhua wasn't going to take it lying down. She leaned back lazily in her chair and retorted without any politeness, "It's alright, but the language is flowery and impractical. When translated into Chinese, it's just plain and simple language, or rather, the kind of pedantic and pretentious plain and simple language."
"You!" Chen Cheng was furious at Tang Wanhua's attitude, but when she looked at Pei Yutang on the stage, a smile immediately bloomed on her face.
"There's nothing we can do about it. Even if it's terrible, at least you've been promoted. You did a good job, so why didn't the opportunity come to you?"
Tang Wanhua closed her eyes, too lazy to pay any more attention to her.
It was rare to see Tang Wanhua looking so defeated, and Chen Cheng smiled smugly.
Then he turned his head again, his gaze remaining fixed on Pei Yutang.
Auntie is really something. Wouldn't it have been better if she had given her a chance to step on Tang Wanhua earlier? Now she has so few days to be smug in front of Tang Wanhua.
Although that Pei something-tang was indeed quite mediocre, at least he saved some face for himself.
Chen Cheng managed to find the person somewhat more agreeable.
Soon, Pei Yutang's speech came to an end, and gradually, the entire lecture hall quieted down.
Just as Pei Yutang was about to finish and leave the stage, a clear and gentle voice rang out.
Upon hearing the sound, Xu Yihuan, who was about to stand up, instinctively stopped.
"Ms. Pei, your speech was excellent," James praised, holding the microphone.
Pei Yutang was overjoyed and was about to smile and say something modest.
James quickly followed up with, "But something in your speech piqued my interest. I'd like to ask, how much do you know about the career paths of your foreign language department graduates?"
How many people choose to pursue further degrees? And what industries do the rest go into after graduation?
These questions aren't difficult; they're all recorded on the school's talent website. It just depends on whether you're familiar with them.
Pei Yutang, on the other hand, clearly belonged to the group of people who had no idea about her.
Her manuscripts are all based on herself; her idea is to showcase herself, rather than to be based on the department.
Therefore, when faced with James's question, Pei Yutang's smiling, confident face suddenly turned flustered.
How could she know where the others went?
What does this have to do with her?
Pei Yutang fell silent.
Seeing Pei Yutang's reaction, Chen Cheng immediately frowned.
What's wrong with Pei Yutang? Doesn't she know any of this?!
But this foreigner, why ask all this random stuff?
Chen Cheng immediately opened the talent intranet to start searching, but before he could find anything, James spoke up again.
"It seems that Miss Pei is not very familiar with her own field of expertise."
Pei Yutang forced a smile: "Yes, because I'm only a freshman, so... I haven't yet gained a deep understanding of some things."
Upon hearing this, the audience members frowned.
"What the heck? What does this have to do with freshman year?"
"Yeah, if it works, it works; if it doesn't, it doesn't. Why all the fuss?"
"Stop talking, I'm getting embarrassed for others again."
James chuckled softly upon hearing Pei Yutang's words.
"Then I'd like to ask, do you know what the success rate of students being recommended for postgraduate studies is in your foreign language department? How many senior students from the previous year were recommended for postgraduate studies, and which universities did they go to?"
Upon hearing these words, Pei Yutang broke out in a cold sweat.
How would she know?
The situation became awkward again.
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