Qiao Xiangxiu handed Qiao Jinling to Guan Mingyue and left, waiting to see him again during the finals.
The hall was crowded.
Qiao Jinling saw Song Yishan in the crowd at a glance. He had met him during the Chinese New Year last year. It had been a year and a half and he was obviously much taller.
She didn't rush over and secretly compared their heights. Could the gap between them be smaller?
Ouch!
There seemed to be a big difference, she still seemed to be a lot shorter than Song Yishan. Just as she was about to walk over to say hello, she found a tall girl walking up to Song Yishan.
Qiao Jinling couldn't help but stop.
This girl is so elegant, with a long ponytail tied behind her head and a light green ribbon, revealing her smooth and plump forehead.
She has a standard oval face, a face as white as jade, and a pair of phoenix eyes hanging from the corners of her eyes. She wears a white puff-sleeved shirt, a red scarf, and a sky blue suspender skirt with white edges, which makes her fresh and refined, and she is very noble.
She was talking to Song Yishan. They were both tall and tall, standing together, one with the bright moon and the breeze, the other covered with frost and snow, forming a natural isolation barrier from the people around them.
"Qiao Jinling, what are you stunned for? The other players have reported for duty, so let's hurry over."
Guan Mingyue took Qiao Jinling's hand and came to the sign-in desk.
"Hello, teacher, my name is Qiao Jinling, and I'm here to report."
Qiao Jinling deliberately did not look askance at Song Yishan, feeling a little unhappy but not wanting to show it.
"Qiao Jinling?"
Song Yishan found her and walked towards her.
Qiao Jinling ignored her. After finishing the check-in, she took Guan Mingyue's hand and prepared to find her room.
"Qiao Jinling, why are you ignoring me?"
Song Yishan stood in front of Qiao Jinling, blocking her way. Qiao Jinling still had to raise her head to meet his eyes, and her momentum was suppressed.
"I'm sorry, classmate, do you know why medium-rare and medium-rare steaks don't say hello when they walk on the road? It's not because they can't speak, it's because they are unfamiliar!"
Qiao Jinling felt inexplicably angry in her heart.
"Are you angry?"
Song Yishan was even more confused.
"I'm not angry, not at all, why should I be angry? Look how happy I am, haha..."
Qiao Jinling deliberately showed her big white teeth.
"Qiao Jinling, do you know this classmate?"
Even Guan Mingyue on the side saw that Song Yishan and Qiao Jinling were acquaintances, but Qiao Jinling was playing tricks and pretending not to know each other.
"I don't know! I don't know! I'm not familiar with it!"
Qiao Jinling refused the third round.
"Yishan, is this Qiao Jinling? Is it because of her that you participated in the competition?"
Just now the girl with the big ponytail came over.
Qiao Jinling was angry and happy at the same time. She was angry because Song Yishan actually told others so much about her, but she was happy because did Song Yishan participate in the competition because of herself?
"Yes! I am Qiao Jinling. Is there any problem?"
Qiao Jinling has nothing to be afraid of. She is just a child. She has the soul of an adult after all. How could she be suppressed by a little girl?
"Hello, my name is Liang Hanyue. I am Song Yishan's friend and a contestant in this competition. Nice to meet you."
Liang Hanyue stretched out her hand with a cold expression. Although she was polite, her expression, tone, and movements all conveyed a sense of alienation.
Qiao Jinling also extended her hand to shake Liang Hanyue's hand, but the proper etiquette must still be maintained.
"Sorry, according to handshake etiquette, you should extend your right hand."
Liang Hanyue calmly corrected Qiao Jinling.
Only then did Qiao Jinling realize that she was holding out her left hand. She angrily withdrew her hand and switched to her right hand, staring at Liang Hanyue.
"You only need to hold the handshake for 1 to 3 seconds, and it is impolite to shake hands too tightly, or to touch the other person's hand carelessly with only the fingers, classmate Qiao Jinling."
Liang Hanyue pointed out Qiao Jinling's mistake again.
"Sorry, I don't know how to hold it!"
Qiao Jinling was too lazy to deal with it. Liang Hanyue was clearly trying to humiliate herself. Even if she got it right, who knew what other problems she could point out.
"Ha! Yishan, they say that being famous is not as good as meeting each other, but I think it should be the other way around. This is not surprising. After all, you come from a small place, so you can understand even if you don't understand anything."
There was a sneer on Liang Hanyue's lips, but she still spoke without any panic. She thought Qiao Jinling was a strong competitor, but she didn't expect that she would be vulnerable with such a stretched crotch.
"I'm sorry, Liang Hanyue, Qiao Jinling is my friend, please apologize to her."
Song Yishan stood between Liang Hanyue and Qiao Jinling.
"No, Yishan, is she so fragile? I didn't say anything, so why should I be so protective? She can't even stand these words, and I think that's true."
Liang Hanyue tilted her head, walked to Qiao Jinling's side, and said disapprovingly: "I thought you were very powerful, but I didn't sleep well last night. Now it seems that you can have a good sleep tonight."
Just as she was about to leave, she took a step back and said with a smile: "I forgot to remind you, the green clothes look a bit dark on you, and you have two little bumps on your head, which look a bit like Nezha."
"None of your business! What happened to Nezha? He can still cause trouble in the East China Sea, twitch dragon tendons, tear off dragon armor, and is not afraid of any monsters or monsters."
Qiao Jinling suppressed her anger again and again, and could no longer suppress it. This was her second time as a human being. Who was doting on whom?
"What did you say?"
Liang Hanyue's eyes widened, as if she didn't understand.
"I'm talking about! You! Shit! Matter!"
Qiao Jinling spelled out these four words word by word, staring into Liang Hanyue's eyes.
"You are so rude! Uncultured!"
"I think you are the uneducated person! When we first met, you were sarcastic and put your eyes on the top of your head. Why don't I just like to wear green clothes? I just like to have two little pricks. It's none of your business.
!I just want to say, what can you do to me?"
The two sentences that make me happy are: "None of your business" and "None of my business".
"You...I don't talk to people like you."
Liang Hanyue controlled her emotions and tried hard not to let Qiao Jinling lead her astray. She also had to maintain her own demeanor and upbringing.
"You think I want to talk to you. You came to recruit me first. Whether I can come to Beijing depends on my strength. If you want to defeat me, then let's meet on the field. If you can, kill me to pieces. I won't.
I am convinced. What are you babbling here?"
Qiao Jinling didn't care about things like education. He kept his words in his heart and felt unhappy if he didn't say them out.
"You're so filthy, you're such a bastard. People like you have no right to talk to me!"
Liang Hanyue couldn't control it and tried her best to hold it back, which made her fair and tender face turn red.
"Hey! It was you who spoke to me first, not me. Forget it, I originally had more to say, but my tutor didn't allow me to say that."
"Grandpa Mao once said: The will is as strong as iron and the strength is as big as the sea. We are all here to participate in the poetry competition, so we can't speak so vulgarly."
On the other hand, Qiao Jinling was neither aggressive nor crazy, but every word he said was irritating.
"Song Yishan, are you going to let your friend bully me like this? Uncle Song and my father will be unhappy if they find out about it, right?"
Liang Hanyue stopped talking to Qiao Jinling and looked at Song Yishan instead.
"I won't let anyone bully my friends."
Song Yishan stared at Qiao Jinling's face.
"Okay, then how do you plan to stand up for your friend? Classmate Song Yishan?"
Qiao Jinling was not afraid, she met Song Yishan's eyes, and the fire in her eyes was extinguished little by little. All the friends and letters were fake, it was no big deal. Anyway, she, Qiao Jinling, had many friends, and Song Yishan was not missing!
"So please pay attention to your tone of voice, and don't threaten me with my dad."
Song Yishan suddenly took Qiao Jinling's hand, turned to Liang Hanyue and said coldly.