作者: Zhao Xibao 機器翻譯作品
Fortunately, she had already thought of a solution.
Jh was the most famous psychology business association in the country, but psychology was a world-wide field of expertise.
There was no explicit requirement to answer in Chinese, so Zhao Siqing chose English.
Chinese was particular about the style of writing. It took a long time to write with more strokes.
English was relatively easier. If one could use it skillfully, they could save at least half the time.
Coincidentally, she had studied abroad for a few years, so her English was not a problem.
Of course, Zhao Siqing still had to thank Huo Jingchen.
The copy of the real question that he had painstakingly cut out had come in handy.
Because she was familiar with the type of question, she had already allocated the time to answer each question during the time she had been waiting for, so she would not panic during such a tight time.
At the same second that the bell rang, Zhao Siqing slowly put down her pen.
The invigilator seemed to hesitate to extend the time for her to answer, but he did not have the authority to do so.
In addition, he was afraid that he would be blamed if he delved too deeply into it, so he did not dare to say anything in the end.
Even when he received the paper from Zhao Siqing, he still did not dare to look into her eyes. After all, the bet had caused a stir on the Internet, and he knew how serious it was.
However, when he saw the paper, he could not help but be stunned.
The entire page of beautiful flowery English was comparable to printing. It was completed in one breath. If it was not on the paper, it would make people wonder if this was some treasured English famous book.
He looked at this extremely beautiful woman in surprise.
Zhao Siqing smiled at him. Her gaze was gentle and did not have the blame and dissatisfaction that he had imagined.
The invigilator's face instantly flushed red. He was ashamed, blamed himself, and even felt a little moved.
After Zhao Siqing packed her things and left the classroom, she immediately saw Lin Yutong and a few women standing not far away from the classroom.
Lin Yutong was obviously waiting for her. When she saw Zhao Siqing, she let out a cold smile. "How is it? Looks like you're destined to leave the field of psychology? "
Zhao Siqing only glanced at her indifferently. She did not even pause before walking past her.
If Lin Yutong really relied on her strength to compete with her, she was willing to accompany her.
However, she wanted to use such a despicable method to win against her. It was really disgraceful.
Being ignored by her like this, Lin Yutong gnashed her teeth in hatred. She felt a little embarrassed and turned to complain to the people around her, "have you contacted the media and fans? "
"I've contacted them. They're all outside. Right now, the front door is completely blocked. They're just waiting for Zhao Siqing to leave. "
Lin Yutong's expression finally eased up a little. She sneered and said, "HMPH, I want to see if she can still be so arrogant when she's torn to pieces by Chu Yue's fans! "
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Zhao Siqing had not walked far when there was a commotion in the crowd.
The road ahead was a little congested and she raised her head to look.
A dozen bodyguards were leading the way and a man with a cold face walked over from afar with his back against the light.
He was wearing a silver-gray suit and his face was gloomy. His phoenix-like eyes were filled with displeasure and his long, narrow, sharp lips were slightly pursed. His entire body was cold and he exuded an aura that prevented strangers from approaching him from head to toe.
Even so, it was difficult to ignore his appearance.
His lips were red, and his teeth were white. He looked like a demon.
If not for that gloomy aura, many people would have rushed forward like crazy.
Huo Jingchen's face was gloomy as he walked through the crowd. It was not until he raised his eyes and saw Zhao Siqing not far away that his expression eased a little.
Before Zhao Siqing could react, Huo Jingchen had already walked in front of her. He grabbed her wrist and said coldly, "follow me. "
The sudden touch made Zhao Siqing feel a little uncomfortable.