"Show me your spirits!" Yu Qi said quickly.
There were seven of them standing in a row on the stage.
"I'm Su Qingyun, the No. 1 player on the Chinese team. I'm 17 years old."
"I'm the second player of the Chinese team, Chen Zheyu, 29 years old."
"I'm Chen Ru, the third member of the Chinese team. I'm 21 years old."
"I'm Li Siyuan, member number 4 of the Chinese team. I'm 22 years old."
"I am the No. 5 player of the Chinese team..."
This time they introduced themselves in English, which Yu Qi had asked everyone to memorize thoroughly before coming.
There was another strange silence in the audience.
Su Qingyun had sharp ears and heard what someone said below.
"Is this the Chinese team? They seem different from what I imagined. Aren't they all wearing those baggy, long gowns?"
"Oh my god, that girl is so beautiful, and she seems to be the youngest one, only 17 years old."
"Is the Chinese team out of people? They can only let 17-year-old girls participate? Also, their selection criteria are based on appearance, right? I can only say that if this were a beauty pageant, they would win, but this is a math competition, they can't."
"Hahahaha! You're right. I heard they even made a bet with Team D. I really want to see their ugly faces soon! That oriental girl would look pretty good when she gets angry."
Su Qingyun listened to these words expressionlessly, with no ripples in his eyes. There was no point in arguing about these things now, as these sarcastic words would eventually be returned to them one by one.
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