"Really?" The director was a little unconvinced. "Then why did Minister Lu ask us to pay more attention to this talented student?"
"That... I don't know either." The assistant scratched his head, still confused. "Should we say hello to Professor Chen and the others?"
"Why are you saying hello? You have nothing to do?" The director denied it outright. "Minister Lu said this, and I can't deny his respect. But this competition must be fair. No one can get any special treatment. Otherwise, what's the point of holding this competition?"
He spoke with great righteousness. After all, Minister Lu had not said that the championship must be given to the student. He just agreed casually and perfunctorily. It was no big deal.
"Right, right, right," the assistant said hurriedly, "That's it."
The director nodded with satisfaction.
Su Qingyun didn't know the twists and turns involved. After returning to the dormitory, the girls talked for a long time about their experiences in the capital.
Qin Ying was not hungry yet, and Ji Yue was being pestered by Chen Mu and An Huai, so Su Qingyun and his three roommates went to the cafeteria of the Cultural Palace.
The food in the cafeteria was definitely inferior to the roast duck she had for lunch, but it was still pretty good. Contestants from all over the world gathered here, queuing up for food, chatting from time to time, and speaking with different accents.
"Chu Ming, look at those students, what are they saying? I can't understand them at all, they're so unfashionable!" A few people from the Beijing No. 1 Middle School team heard the students' rural accents and one of them laughed loudly, "Do you think the judges will be able to understand them when they speak like that during the competition presentations?"
He didn't lower his voice deliberately, and many people heard it. The naked ridicule made the students who spoke blush. They wanted to refute, but they were tongue-tied and couldn't speak.
"What? Are people from the capital more noble than people from other places like us?" Li Xiaoxiao, who was standing in line at the front, suddenly turned around and said something, looking at Lu Xiao with angry eyes.
"I didn't say that. I'm just worried about them," the boy said with a playful smile. "After all, someone who can't even do a good report probably won't get a good ranking, right?"
Li Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth at the sarcastic words, "So you people in Beijing rely on your own words to get rankings, right? Sorry, we all rely on our works to speak for us."
"Let your work speak for itself?" the boy looked her up and down. "Which province are you from?"
"Province S, what's wrong?" Li Xiaoxiao said with his neck stiff.
"Province S, let me think." The boy touched his chin and smiled meaningfully. "I remember the food there was pretty good, like pancakes, braised lamb, and braised chicken, but other than that, it doesn't seem to be much else. I haven't heard that the students there are very good at scientific research and inventions, so what gives you that confidence? You're still relying on your work to speak for itself. How shameless."
The sarcasm in his words was not concealed at all. Several teams from Province S were not far away. When they heard this, their faces changed and they all came closer.
The boy wasn't afraid either. He looked around and said, "Why, did I hit a sore spot? Are you angry out of shame?"
Not only the students from Province S, but also the students from other provinces had angry looks on their faces. They were also from the local area and were of the same family. He looked down on people from Province S, so naturally he looked down on them too.
Isn’t this too much!
Zhang Xiaofang was furious. "What gives you the right to say that to us? We're going to tell the organizing committee."
"Go ahead." The boy was not afraid at all.
Su Qingyun looked at him expressionlessly, "What are you so proud of?"
"What did you say?" The boy was stunned.
"What are you so proud of?" Su Qingyun asked again, "Are you proud that you're from Beijing, or are you proud that your work is unmatched?"
"Pancakes, braised lamb and braised chicken. You know quite a bit about our S Province. You like to eat them, right?" Su Qingyun laughed. "No matter how much you like them, you can't just eat them wherever you want."
The boy took a while to react before he realized that Su Qingyun was scolding him. He immediately became furious and asked, "Are you saying that I'm full of shit?"
"Why, did I hit a sore spot? Are you angry out of shame?" Su Qingyun chuckled and returned his words to him, "Don't worry, this is not a disease, it's a personal habit. I respect it."
"You fucking..."
"Alright, stop talking." Wu Jiayan from the Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School team suddenly frowned and shouted, "We're here to compete, not to talk nonsense. The real talent is to let the work speak for itself. Attacking other contestants is nothing."
As soon as he spoke, the boy's words were swallowed back.
Lu Ying's expression changed slightly. Jia Yan never liked to meddle in other people's business, so why did he suddenly speak up? Or was he helping Su Qingyun after she spoke?
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