Master Sheng, Ma’am, She Became Popular All Over the World with Her Fortune-telling Skills

Xie Xihe had already noticed when the elites were looking at them, and now he listened to their conversations verbatim.

The corners of his lips were slightly curved, and he smiled without a smile.

Turning around, he looked at Lin Jiangfei beside him: "Brother Lin, please help me."

Lin Jiangfei obeyed his junior sister's orders, and immediately moved over, Xie Xihe whispered a few words to him.

Lin Jiangfei's eyes lit up, he nodded vigorously immediately, turned his head, walked around to the location of Wenhua High School some distance away, and whispered a few words to a familiar student.

The student frowned slightly, looked in the direction of Jingying High School, and finally nodded slightly: "I see, I will tell our teacher, thank you for reminding me."

Lin Jiangfei waved his hand indifferently, and then returned to his team.

After a while, another person walked out of the Wenhua High School team, this time a man who looked like a teacher, discussing something in a low voice with the leading teacher of the nearest Kyoto No. 1 Middle School...

The one-hour tactical discussion time passed in a flash. Taking advantage of this time, Jingying had already read all the information of the opponent's six high school participating members, and finally determined his lineup.

Dawn's Light is good at literature and martial arts, and has absolutely no chance of winning against them in terms of subject knowledge or sports competitions.

If you want to win the game, you can only start with talent.

Excluding Xie Xihe, who is good at Huaguo classical talent, Jingying's final decision is to compete with the other party in Western musical instruments.

Therefore, four girls who are good at western instruments such as piano and violin, and two boys who are good at western dance are sent in the first round.

Xie Mingzhu was impressively on the list.

Under the leadership of Xiang Weiwei, the six people walked towards Jingying High School. One of the girls couldn't help but walked up to Xie Mingzhu and asked in a low voice: "I explain Zhu, do you think this will work, your sister-in-law?" She is so good at playing Guqin and sword dancing, if she is also good at dancing with western musical instruments, then we still have to lose?"

Before Xie Mingzhu could speak, Qi Yujia on the side had already sneered, and said, "How is it possible, human energy is limited, and you also said that she is good at Guqin and sword dancing, so you know how much effort and time it took. How could you spare the energy to learn other things?"

Turning around and asking Xie Mingzhu: "You think so?"

Xie Mingzhu was actually a little uneasy.

Whether it's calligraphy, Guqin, or sword dancing, she has never seen Xie Xihe study, at most, she has only seen a few times when she is scribbling with a brush.

But it was only a few months, and she put calligraphy aside.

Xie Xihe has always been like this, except for books, her interest in anything can last no more than three months.

Because of this, she couldn't figure out where Xie Xihe's handwriting, as well as the attainments of guqin and sword dancing came from.

There's no guarantee that Xie Xihe really doesn't know the piano or other western musical instruments.

Qi Yujia waited for quite a while before Xie Mingzhu could speak. When she poked her head, she saw her staring blankly. She didn't know what she was thinking, so she stretched out her hand in front of her and raised her voice slightly, "Mingzhu?"

Xie Mingzhu suddenly regained consciousness.

Noticing everyone's gazes, she forced a smile: "I don't know too well."

After a pause, he added: "But I haven't seen her practicing piano or dancing."

Qi Yujia said "I know" on his face, raised his chin lightly and said: "Look, I haven't practiced piano and dance before, so how can I be good at it? Instead of worrying about these meaningless things, I should think about how to do it. Let the people of Dawn's Light take the initiative to challenge."

Everyone thinks so.

At this moment, Xiang Weiwei has not spoken.

She felt something was wrong.

In just such a short distance, she noticed that many people's eyes were on her.

Moreover, unlike those kind-hearted gazes during this period, there was obvious dissatisfaction and hostility in these gazes, and there seemed to be some other different emotions.

It's not very friendly after all.

But when she looked over, those gazes disappeared immediately, and she only saw smiling faces, meeting her gaze, and giving her a slight nod.

Xiang Weiwei smiled back, but he always felt weird in his heart.

Unable to figure out why, he simply gave up thinking about it and quickened his pace to walk towards Dawn's Light team.

"Teacher Fang, I..."

"Teacher Xiang wants to challenge our Dawning Light on behalf of the elite, okay, I will accept the challenge from the elite on behalf of the Dawning Light."

Xiang Weiwei just opened the conversation, and Fang Xun took over the conversation with a smile on his face. After finishing the sentence, he looked at the members of the academic association who had just passed by, and said, "It's just right, member Ning, please help host the conversation." one time."

Ning Zhihong received an order from his own president to look around to see if there was any problem. When he came here, he heard the conversation between Xiang Weiwei and Fang Xun. He was slightly taken aback, but he only hesitated for a second. I agreed.

Directly announced: "Elite High School launched a challenge to Dawn, and Dawn accepted the challenge. The exchange match begins, and Dawn decides the competition items."

Xiang Weiwei: "???"

The sentence "No, we didn't want to challenge the light of dawn, I just said hello to Teacher Fang" paused in his mouth, his face almost turned blue.

But Ning Zhihong had already spoken, no matter how aggrieved she was, she could only bear it.

Who would let someone be the president's right-hand man or a mid-level member of the association? In front of Ning Zhihong, she, a junior member, has little right to speak.

He could only hold his breath and ask, "What do you want to compare?"

Fang Xun still had a gentle smile, glanced at Xie Xihe and the others behind him, and said with a smile, "Then it's better than speaking English."

It was a project that was completely beyond Xiang Weiwei's expectations.

Elite High School is a private aristocratic high school that implements elite education, the most outstanding of which is the students' English proficiency, especially oral English.

The school even paid a lot of money to hire a senior professor from a top university in country M to teach oral English for the Qingying class.

It can be said that in the field of spoken English, the elite ranks second, so no one dares to rank first.

On the contrary, the English proficiency of the students of Morning Sunlight is quite good, but they are limited to listening and writing. When it comes to speaking, they speak Chinese English brilliantly.

Comparing oral English with the elite, isn't this a dead end?

Xiang Weiwei was stunned for a moment, but when his eyes swept over Xie Xihe who was surrounded by the morning crowd like stars holding the moon, he immediately guessed the other party's purpose.

This is to beat the elites in spoken English and beat them in the face, so as to take the anger out of Xie Xihe when she was kicked out of the class last time?

Tsk.

It is enough to protect the shortcoming.

It's just too overpowering.