Chapter 132: Competition
Translator: 549690339
The young man was wearing Yisha’s school uniform. His suit jacket was unbuttoned, and half of his shirt was tucked into his pants. He had one hand in his pocket. He looked casual and arrogant.
Wen Ruan realized that under his unruly appearance, he was actually quite particular.
Although he looked like a ruffian, upon closer inspection, he could wear a unique and fashionable school uniform
Seeing that she did not speak and only stared at him, Huo Hannian lowered his head slightly. The first two buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned, and when he bent over, his exquisite and sexy collarbone was slightly exposed, and his handsome and firm chest muscles could be vaguely seen. Wen Ruan was caught off guard and met his dark and bright narrow eyes. His heart beat wildly, and his long eyelashes fluttered slightly as he glared at him.” The beauty trap doesn’t work on me. It won’t be a bonus when I’m considering it!””
The golden rays of light shone in through the window and fell on the girl’s small, fair face. Her thin and tender skin was visibly flushed pink, like a fruit that had just ripened on a branch, emitting a faint fragrance.
Huo Hannian pressed the tip of his tongue to his right cheek and chuckled softly. His slender hand rubbed the top of her head.” I’m not teasing you anymore. Don’t be nervous.””
Before Wen Ruan could say anything, he had already turned around and headed towards the audience.
Ling Fei ‘er, who had been standing behind Wen Ruan, witnessed the entire scene.
The way Huo Hannian looked at Wen Ruan and spoke to her was completely different from his usual cold and gloomy expression.
She had never seen him so patient and evil.
Seeing Wen Ruan’s face turn red from his teasing, he actually revealed a mischievous smile.
Ruffian, evil, crazy, and bad, he could combine them very well. However, that expression was only shown to Wen Ruan.
Ling Fei ‘er’s heart was filled with jealousy.
She really could not understand how she was worse than Wen Ruan. When they were deskmates, Wen Ruan had even bullied him!
Was he a masochist?
The host went on stage according to the order of drawing lots. Wen Ruan was at the end, while Ling Fei ‘er and Muxue were in front of her.
There were many students in the audience.
Ling Fei ‘er was full of confidence. After drawing lots, she secretly sent a message to her good friend Zhou Sisi.
The school didn’t say that the preliminaries couldn’t be broadcasted live. She asked Zhou Sisi to broadcast the entire competition live. If Wen Ruan couldn’t speak fluent English when she went on stage, she would definitely become the laughing stock of the entire school.
The male team went on stage first.
Huo Jingxiu was gentle, handsome, confident, and elegant. He had experience hosting many times and answered the judges ‘questions fluently. His Chinese and English pronunciation was perfect and he quickly got high marks.
Huo Jingxiu would definitely win the boys ‘team.
On the girls ‘side, Ling Fei’ er was the first to go on stage. Her oral English was not bad, but her reaction speed was not fast when she was improvising. Her score was neither high nor low.
After Ling Fei ‘er, it was Muxue’s turn.
Mu Xue used to be a host at the Sixth Middle School. Her results were excellent, her oral skills were fluent, and her pronunciation was standard. Other than thinking about the judges ‘questions for more than ten seconds, there were basically no flaws.
Her score was as high as Huo Jingxiu’s.
Ling Fei ‘er looked at Mu Muxue’s score and looked at Wen Ruan sympathetically.
“It’s better if you don’t go on stage. Otherwise, you’ll become the joke of the entire school!”
At this moment, there were hundreds of people watching the match in Zhou Sisi’s livestream.
seemg tnat muxue naa gotten a mgn score, tney startea to spammer on tne bullet screen.
Not only was Muxue beautiful, but she was also a cool host. She was indeed the campus belle of Sixth High.
[I heard that Wen Ruan is next. God, does she know how to speak?]
Being good at written English did not mean that she was good at oral English.. Was she really not afraid of being crushed by Muxue?
Chapter 132: Competition
Translator: 549690339
The young man was wearing Yisha’s school uniform. His suit jacket was unbuttoned, and half of his shirt was tucked into his pants. He had one hand in his pocket. He looked casual and arrogant.
Wen Ruan realized that under his unruly appearance, he was actually quite particular.
Although he looked like a ruffian, upon closer inspection, he could wear a unique and fashionable school uniform
Seeing that she did not speak and only stared at him, Huo Hannian lowered his head slightly. The first two buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned, and when he bent over, his exquisite and sexy collarbone was slightly exposed, and his handsome and firm chest muscles could be vaguely seen. Wen Ruan was caught off guard and met his dark and bright narrow eyes. His heart beat wildly, and his long eyelashes fluttered slightly as he glared at him.” The beauty trap doesn’t work on me. It won’t be a bonus when I’m considering it!””
The golden rays of light shone in through the window and fell on the girl’s small, fair face. Her thin and tender skin was visibly flushed pink, like a fruit that had just ripened on a branch, emitting a faint fragrance.
Huo Hannian pressed the tip of his tongue to his right cheek and chuckled softly. His slender hand rubbed the top of her head.” I’m not teasing you anymore. Don’t be nervous.””
Before Wen Ruan could say anything, he had already turned around and headed towards the audience.
Ling Fei ‘er, who had been standing behind Wen Ruan, witnessed the entire scene.
The way Huo Hannian looked at Wen Ruan and spoke to her was completely different from his usual cold and gloomy expression.
She had never seen him so patient and evil.
Seeing Wen Ruan’s face turn red from his teasing, he actually revealed a mischievous smile.
Ruffian, evil, crazy, and bad, he could combine them very well. However, that expression was only shown to Wen Ruan.
Ling Fei ‘er’s heart was filled with jealousy.
She really could not understand how she was worse than Wen Ruan. When they were deskmates, Wen Ruan had even bullied him!
Was he a masochist?
The host went on stage according to the order of drawing lots. Wen Ruan was at the end, while Ling Fei ‘er and Muxue were in front of her.
There were many students in the audience.
Ling Fei ‘er was full of confidence. After drawing lots, she secretly sent a message to her good friend Zhou Sisi.
The school didn’t say that the preliminaries couldn’t be broadcasted live. She asked Zhou Sisi to broadcast the entire competition live. If Wen Ruan couldn’t speak fluent English when she went on stage, she would definitely become the laughing stock of the entire school.
The male team went on stage first.
Huo Jingxiu was gentle, handsome, confident, and elegant. He had experience hosting many times and answered the judges ‘questions fluently. His Chinese and English pronunciation was perfect and he quickly got high marks.
Huo Jingxiu would definitely win the boys ‘team.
On the girls ‘side, Ling Fei’ er was the first to go on stage. Her oral English was not bad, but her reaction speed was not fast when she was improvising. Her score was neither high nor low.
After Ling Fei ‘er, it was Muxue’s turn.
Mu Xue used to be a host at the Sixth Middle School. Her results were excellent, her oral skills were fluent, and her pronunciation was standard. Other than thinking about the judges ‘questions for more than ten seconds, there were basically no flaws.
Her score was as high as Huo Jingxiu’s.
Ling Fei ‘er looked at Mu Muxue’s score and looked at Wen Ruan sympathetically.
“It’s better if you don’t go on stage. Otherwise, you’ll become the joke of the entire school!”
At this moment, there were hundreds of people watching the match in Zhou Sisi’s livestream.
seemg tnat muxue naa gotten a mgn score, tney startea to spammer on tne bullet screen.
Not only was Muxue beautiful, but she was also a cool host. She was indeed the campus belle of Sixth High.
[I heard that Wen Ruan is next. God, does she know how to speak?]
Being good at written English did not mean that she was good at oral English.. Was she really not afraid of being crushed by Muxue?
