Celia is a young lady from a branch of the secluded Windsor family in Country Y. She attends Blessing High School, which was founded by the Windsor family. It is also a directly affiliated high school of Blessing Academy and is located within Blessing Academy.
She and Song Yanxi met at a cultural evening party on campus.
At that time, Celia's violin broke, and it was her turn to perform on stage soon. When she was in a panic, Song Yanxi lent her his violin and helped her complete the performance smoothly.
Appearance, talent, ability, temperament.
No matter which one it is, Song Yanxi is excellent. Although Celia doesn't like Chinese girls, she is still willing to get in touch with capable people, not to mention that the other party has helped her.
So after that, we had some interactions intermittently and our relationship was pretty good.
Celia had heard about last year's cheating incident a long time ago. She was quite disdainful of the Chinese people who had no ability but were trying to show off, and she was also full of contempt for the Dawn Light team.
He was already unhappy about it, and now seeing those Chinese people treating his friends like that, he became even angrier, so he stopped them without thinking.
His gaze swept across the crowd in front of him, finally returning to Song Yanxi, and his brows furrowed. "You just said you were a specially-appointed lecturer for the Chinese team?"
Song Yanxi nodded, a smile on her face, but a look of dejection in her eyes. "That's right, but you also know the rules of the International Elite Competition. No one knows what the competition is about. Apart from giving some advice after the questions are drawn, I can't really help much."
"The best we can do is to provide a better environment for the participating students so that they can participate without any worries."
Celia's eyes showed realization.
The mockery on his face intensified. He turned to look at the Chinese team and said, "I heard that a Chinese team came to visit Blessing Academy before the competition. I was wondering when the Chinese had connections at Blessing Academy. Now it seems that it was Song Tuo's connection, right?"
Ning Zhihong opened his mouth and was about to speak when the other party continued talking on his own.
With a sneer on his face, he said, "Invite someone to be a lecturer, borrow their connections, accept their sponsorship, and yet in the end, you still want to isolate them."
"Heh." Celia sneered, "You Chinese are just as shameless and ridiculous as ever!"
The expressions of the Chinese team members all turned grim. Ning Zhihong stepped forward and said, "It's not your turn to judge how China behaves. It's not something you can judge."
"It's Miss Celia," Ning Zhihong sneered as he looked her over. He remained undeterred by matters involving national honor. "They say Country Y is known for its etiquette. I don't know about other people, but Miss Celia, you're so rude and arrogant! It really opened my eyes!"
"You!" Celia's chest heaved with anger as she glared at the other person fiercely.
Ning Zhihong suppressed his anger and smiled faintly, "We in China have a saying: 'We don't comment on anything we don't know the full story.' Miss Celia just relied on a few words and some random guesses to label us with shameless and ridiculous charges. Is this the demeanor of you Y people? Is this the upbringing of your Windsor family?!"
Celia was speechless.
Although Ning Zhihong is a member of the academic association and the general manager of this competition, he has rarely expressed his views or opinions on various matters during this period of time.
His presence was so low that Song Yanxi even forgot about his existence.
Song Yanxi was greatly surprised by these words and also showed an embarrassed look. She reminded him, "Teacher Ning, Celia is a daughter of the Windsor family and a member of Blessing High School under Blessing Academy."
After a pause, he continued, "She didn't mean any harm. She's just a bit straightforward and righteous, and she's trying to stand up for me."
"Stand up for you?" Ning Zhihong stared at her for a long time, the anger and dissatisfaction that had been accumulating for a while finally erupting. "Miss Song, what you're saying is that you've suffered so much injustice in our Chinese team that your friends can't help but stand up for you at the first sight of it?"
He scoffed, tearing off the last layer of cover and saying, "Miss Song, let me remind you that since you became the specially appointed mentor for the Chinese team, other than arbitrarily changing our itinerary, you haven't done anything befitting your role as a 'specially appointed mentor.'"
"Now you're saying some specious things to mislead people. What on earth are you trying to do?"
"Are you going to use Miss Celia as a pawn and let her deal with us?"
Ning Zhihong stared at her, as if he wanted to see into her soul, and said in a deep voice: "There is one thing I still can't figure out. What is it that makes Miss Song so unbearable that makes you repeatedly do things that are completely unbecoming of your status?!"
Song Yanxi's face lost color in an instant. He felt as if he had been stripped naked and thrown into the sun for everyone to watch. He felt extremely embarrassed and humiliated.
She never dreamed that Ning Zhihong would say such a thing!
How dare he?!
He lived in the room she paid for, took the transportation her family provided, and visited the Blessing Academy in advance with the help of her connections.
It would be fine if she wasn't grateful, but how dare he speak to her like that!
Even though he had learned to endure and disguise himself since childhood, at this moment, when someone pointed at his nose and questioned him, Song Yanxi was so angry that his body trembled slightly.
Especially since everyone else just watched coldly, not even one person spoke up for her!
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