Chapter 200 Competition Backstage
"Are you a sophomore too? Which class are you in?"

Calculated in this way, He Yining has only just arrived in Jiayan and less than 20 days before she can represent her class in the competition... Compared with Feng Chuchu, this level of awesomeness is not far behind.

He Yining lowered her eyebrows and pondered for a while, "Are you from class A1?"

She thought about it a little uncertainly, a little dazed.

... This girl is naturally dumbfounded.

God opened a window for you, but it must close a door...

In Class A1, He Yining is obviously also an awesome existence who can break through the encirclement and represent Class A1 in the competition.

It's no wonder she turned to Jiayan so easily.

Good schools have always opened their doors to good students.

The girl nodded reservedly to express her understanding, and found a seat to sit down, "What number did you draw?"

He Yining sat next to her, glanced at the number plate to confirm, "Number three."

It's okay, but fortunately it's not number one or two.

The two fell silent at the same time, waiting for the game to start.

Feng Chuchu herself was beautiful, with a clean and sweet smile, and sitting next to her was an iceberg beauty who was usually cold and expressionless except for her occasional cuteness.

This combination is really eye-catching.

Many of the young boys present lingered here as if they were not there.

The girl roughly looked around and saw two familiar faces.

Wei Xuexuan...Lu Siyuan...

Wei Xuexuan was Yu Sinian's admirer from before, after Feng Chuchu made such a gesture, she seemed to have no enthusiasm for pestering Yu Sinian, and turned to study seriously.

When she met the girl's gaze, she only quickly withdrew her gaze and concentrated on preparing her manuscript.

On the contrary, Lu Siyuan was very knowledgeable about current affairs, seeing that He Yining was communicating with Feng Chuchu just now, he didn't come over.

At this moment, the girl's eyes swept over him, and he raised his eyebrows and showed a gentle smile at the girl, polite and measured.

It makes people feel better for no reason.

……

This person is dangerous.

Feng Chuchu silently gave herself an injection in her heart, and returned a distant and restrained smile to Lu Siyuan.

"This number plate... is too tricky."

A female voice muttered in a low voice, complaining to the staff.

She was still panting, and she obviously came in a hurry, wearing a small fitted skirt, and her makeup was so delicate that she didn't look like a high school student.

"And I didn't smoke any of them, so it's not fair to give me the last one."

The staff kept an official smile and explained to her softly.

The girl bit her lip and muttered softly that it was unfair, and did not listen to the staff's explanation at all.

The staff couldn't persuade her after repeated explanations, so they couldn't help being a little impatient, and dropped a sentence, "The result of the lottery cannot be changed, who is to blame for being late?"

Then he ran away quickly, too lazy to talk to this idiot.

The small dispute between the two attracted a lot of attention, Feng Chuchu rolled her eyes, she really didn't know why this person was so stupid.

Haven't you ever learned mathematical probability? No matter when you draw the number, the probability of her drawing is the same.

The girl sat on the seat holding her number plate with a dissatisfied face, just in time to see Feng Chuchu's white eyes.

A hot blood surged up, and he gave Feng Chuchu a hard look, "Why are you rolling your eyes? What are you looking at?"

Feng Chuchu blinked innocently, too lazy to argue with her, she simply turned her head away, out of sight and out of mind.

"Hi, what's your number?"

Feng Chuchu didn't pay attention to her, but the girl got excited and made loud noises.

(End of this chapter)

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