No one said what the follower who helped Song Chan gain trust did. She was being watched by everyone and was anxious to defend herself.
"Why would I hide her admission letter? I don't even know her and I have no grudge against her!"
This makes a lot of sense.
There is no grudge or hatred, so what is the use of Zang Wenying's notice of the rematch.
There is no conflict of interest between the two.
As for whether they helped Song Chan eliminate her "competitors" because they supported Song Chan... that was even more unreasonable. Song Chan's followers all had blind confidence in Song Chan. With Song Chan's level, it was too easy for her to beat an unknown person like Wen Ying. She could have defeated Wen Ying fairly, so why would she cheat before the game?
She can hide a registered letter, but she cannot hide the notification letters from other contestants from all over the country. Song Chan will eventually compete with all kinds of masters on the same stage.
"It must be a misunderstanding."
Song Chan seemed to have just come to her senses. "There are so many people coming to the mailroom to pick up mail. Maybe someone accidentally dropped Wen Xuemei's notice between the drawers while rummaging through it... Wen Xuemei, congratulations! You can go to Shanghai to participate in the semi-finals this year!"
Although Wen Ying said that these followers would damage Song Chan's status, she still had to protect these people until Song Chan developed better followers.
Most high school girls are innocent and harmless, but each has their own unique personality. It's not easy to bring so many people together. Without support, Song Chan has difficulty carrying out many of her work in the student union. Song Chan's explanation is not only for the sake of her followers, but also for herself. If she doesn't explain clearly, what if others misunderstand that she hid the notice?!
Wen Ying and the other two remained silent. Song Chan, unfazed by the awkwardness, softly asked Wen Ying, "Sister Wen, you've made it to the semi-finals, so your writing skills must be very strong. Why don't you usually submit articles to the school magazine?"
The school magazine of the provincial key university is very famous.
Articles that are published in the school magazine have the opportunity to be compiled into a book and published every year.
Song Chan's question left Wen Ying speechless.
Wen Ying had no way to explain it. She had originally just wanted to practice her skills in a youth magazine, but she didn't expect that after the manuscript was approved, it would be transformed from a short story into the current long serial, as if it was somehow tied to "Aige".
In addition to being busy with other things, Wen Ying was too lazy to adapt to the style of other magazines, so she continued to write for "Aige".
Song Chan was trying to divert attention to ease the embarrassment, but it actually reminded Wen Ying.
Even if she doesn't contribute to the school magazine, she should contribute more to other magazines. Her creations should be diverse and she shouldn't just write stories in a similar style.
"Thank you for your concern. I will contribute to the school magazine when I have the chance. If I encounter something I don't understand, I will ask you for help!"
Wen Ying raised the registered letter in her hand and said to Xie Qian and Li Mengjiao:
"Senior Song is right, it must be a misunderstanding. Now we just need to find the letter. Let's go."
Li Mengjiao's emotions went through a huge ups and downs, from her initial disappointment to her current surprise. Without evidence, she couldn't really point out who deliberately hid Wen Ying's rematch notice - humph, even if someone deliberately hid it, it was useless, Xie Qian still found the notice.
With the notification letter, Wen Ying can go to Shanghai to participate in the rematch!
The judges have good taste.
Wen Ying will definitely win the award!
Li Mengjiao thought of this and immediately became happy: "Let's go, let's go eat fried skewers to celebrate for you!"
Song Chan and this group of followers are insignificant people, and we cannot let them affect our mood.
Li Mengjiao took Wen Ying's arm again, and after just a few steps, she couldn't wait to help Wen Ying open the registered letter. She read the notice of the rematch over and over again, and praised Wen Ying in various ways as if it was free, as if what Wen Ying received was not a notice of the rematch, but a certificate for the first prize in the competition.
Even an old hand like Wen Ying felt embarrassed by Li Mengjiao's flattery, so one can imagine how Song Chan and her group felt when they heard it.
Xie Qian, who was determined not to eat fried skewers, followed the two after this.
Only after the three figures disappeared at the school gate did Song Chan's followers breathe a sigh of relief.
"Song Chan, I really didn't hide her letter!"
It was so scary to be watched by Xie Qian just now.
If she had really done something bad, she might have confessed after being seen by Xie Qian. Fortunately, she didn't do anything bad!
But he felt guilty and couldn't help but reflect on himself. He suspected that he was too excited when he found Song Chan's notice and accidentally squeezed Wen Ying's letter into the gap between the drawers.
The more he thought about it, the more it seemed to be true. The little follower cried out in guilt, "No one did it on purpose. I just don't like them being like that. They're all freshmen in high school, and they're so arrogant. Song Chan, you're too kind to show kindness to such people."
Song Chan looked at the notice of the rematch in her hand and felt tired.
Something is precious only when it is unique within a certain range.
Just like clothes, shoes and school bags, Song Chan doesn't like styles that are everywhere. School uniforms are of the same style, but shoes and school bags can be a different style. Song Chan's shoes are all niche brands that relatives bring back from Hong Kong or abroad, so the chance of seeing the same style at school is smaller.
Of course, now that Wen Ying has entered the semi-finals, the semi-final notice is not unique, and Song Chan has no way to deal with it.
What made Song Chan tired was the performance of her followers.
Among all these people, not even one Li Mengjiao can speak!
"Stop it. It's not nice to talk about others behind their backs."
Even though Song Chan was angry, her voice was low. "There's nothing wrong with showing goodwill, but what good is there in fighting to the death? We're all students from a key provincial school. When we go out, people will see us as one. They're freshmen, and we're sophomores. We should be more tolerant of them. Not just now, but don't say these things in front of me in the future."
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