Chapter 89 A Chance Encounter
The vice principal quickly stepped aside to lead the way: "It's not late, it's not late at all, it's the most exciting time. It's our honor to have you here, this way please."
Just then, the ten-minute pause ended.
The staff member quickly gave an "OK" sign, and the main screen returned to normal.
The host's voice rang out promptly, attempting to quell the commotion: "The problem is solved. Thank you all for your patience. Let's return the stage to Ms. Yan Shuang and continue our wonderful presentation!"
Yan Shuang was fully focused on dealing with the unexpected interruption. Her gaze returned to the computer and screen, and her clear voice once again resonated throughout the venue through the microphone.
Seeing that the problem had been resolved, Lin Chengyu walked down the steps on the side of the stage, preparing to return to his seat in the back row.
He still had a faint smile on his face from his impromptu performance, and his posture was relaxed.
Almost simultaneously, the vice principal was solicitously leading Shang Qiuzhu along the aisle in front of the first row to the reserved seat in the center of the judges' panel.
They met on a narrow path.
The passageway was not wide.
Lin Chengyu's smile remained, but the moment his eyes swept over Shangqiu Zhu, they suddenly sharpened, becoming as sharp as a knife, and all his gentle demeanor vanished.
Shang Qiuzhu's steps did not falter in the slightest, and he did not even actually look at Lin Chengyu. However, the already cold and stern aura around him suddenly became extremely aggressive the moment they brushed past each other, carrying undisguised coldness and oppression, and precisely crushing over him.
They did not make eye contact.
No words were spoken.
There was not even the slightest physical contact.
Shangqiu Zhu continued walking expressionlessly, and under the increasingly careful guidance of the vice principal, she took a seat in the center of the first row, her demeanor still composed.
Lin Chengyu's lips curled up very slightly, as if mocking or ignoring him, before he strode towards his seat without looking to the side.
The presentation session finally came to an end, and we entered the tense and highly anticipated stage of judges' comments and announcement of the results.
Several academic luminaries and industry leaders took turns on stage to provide professional and insightful commentary on each project.
When it was Yan Shuang's group's turn, the Wall Street veteran, known for his strictness, adjusted the microphone and surprisingly showed an approving smile.
"Without a doubt, this was one of the most impressive projects of the evening. The data model was meticulously constructed, and the innovative points were of great practical value. In particular, the team's response to unexpected situations and subsequent coordination demonstrated their high level of professionalism and mental fortitude."
He paused, his gaze sweeping over Lin Chengyu in the audience, his smile deepening. "Of course, we also enjoyed a very unique artistic interpretation, which undoubtedly added a rare touch of fun and humanistic perspective to the rigorous financial argument. Ms. Yan Shuang, your project is excellent, and your boyfriend's on-the-spot reaction and talent are equally amazing."
"Hahaha!" The entire audience burst into knowing laughter and enthusiastic applause, pushing the atmosphere to a climax.
When Yan Shuang stood on the stage and heard the extremely high praise in the first half of the speech, her heart pounded with excitement.
When the final rankings were announced: "Second place!"
She was instantly overwhelmed with immense joy.
She originally thought that making it into the top three and getting third place would be an achievement beyond expectations.
Overwhelmed by immense joy, the deafening laughter and applause from the audience seemed to come from a great distance.
She couldn't help but laugh, her cheeks flushed with excitement, and she instinctively lowered her head, trying to hide the almost overflowing smile and excitement.
However, the moment she lowered her head, her gaze inadvertently met the center of the first row.
He sat there, surrounded by a crowd still laughing and clapping, yet he seemed like an iceberg, isolated from all the hustle and bustle.
Those eyes were pitch black, devoid of any warmth, silently watching her.
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