Emerald pupil

As a result, on the road, I saw the boy who had won the national championship in the junior high school group standing by the side of the barbecue stall, holding about a dozen skewers of mutton skewers in his hand, looking at the stall owner with green eyes like a hungry wolf. He grills chicken wings.

Probably noticing Wang Ping's eyes, the boy also looked back. They met in the backstage of the studio. With two skewers of mutton in his hands, he greeted with some embarrassment: "Do you want some?"

Because Wang Ping didn't have any dishes that tasted like hers left in the cafeteria, Wang Ping's stomach was still empty up to now, and she could only say that she was not hungry. Seeing the boy's invitation, Wang Ping smiled. , hesitated for a moment, walked over, and said to the owner of the roadside stall, "I'll have some too."

Wang Ping ordered a piece of Flammulina velutipes, a piece of eggplant, a piece of rice cake, a piece of corn, and a piece of grilled squid, and brought the plate over.

Xing Feng muttered: "Sure enough, it's a girl."

Wang Ping was taken aback: "What?"

Xing Feng glanced at the dishes on his plate, and then at the dishes on Wang Ping's plate.

Wang Ping realized that his plate was full of meat, such as kebabs, roast tenderloin, roast beef, roast lamb, roast chicken wings, roast chicken legs, and a lot of ham sausages and meatballs...

In a nutshell, everything on his plate is meat, and everything on his plate is vegetarian except for a piece of squid.

this……

Wang Ping felt that there was no silver 300 taels here: "I've already had dinner."

Xing Feng was noncommittal after hearing this, smiled and sat down on the chair beside him and started to gobble it up.

Wang Ping also took a plate and sat opposite him.She ate alone, but she was afraid of getting angry, so she ordered two more bottles of chrysanthemum tea, and gave Xing Feng one bottle.

Xing Feng raised his head and glanced at Wang Ping, took it with a smile, and suddenly said, "You didn't go with them tonight?"

Wang Ping glanced at him: "Aren't you too?"

Xing Feng shrugged, bit off half of the chicken leg in one bite, and said vaguely: "You are right not to go."

Wang Ping smiled, this kind of meal is like drinking water and knowing how warm it is.Some people like it, some people avoid it like snakes and scorpions, and some people don't care, but Xing Feng should know some inside information.

When he was about to finish eating, Xing Feng gave her a meaningful look, and suddenly said in English: "I heard that you will be the favorite to win this competition."

Wang Ping couldn't help laughing when she heard this.He also replied in English: "Why did I hear that it was you?"

The two looked at each other and couldn't help but smile.

"See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

Wang Ping and Xing Feng said goodbye, because Xing Feng's hotel was across the road, and Wang Ping had to continue walking straight, and the two left in different directions.

Wang Ping returned to the hotel room satisfied after eating, took a shower, and first practiced the tea ceremony gestures she had just learned for a while.I practiced tomorrow's speech in front of the mirror a few times again, and I have prepared everything I should prepare.The rest of me is just doing my best to see God's will.If there is really someone who is stronger than her or has a deep background, there is no way.

For things like the National English Competition, Wang Ping has a normal heart and takes it lightly. She doesn't want to pay too much attention to it. Otherwise, she knows her own ability. If she takes it a little bit seriously, she will definitely be nervous and scared when she goes on stage tomorrow. .After all, I am still not used to speaking and performing on stage or in front of many people.

Unexpectedly, after seven o'clock, her cell phone rang.Wang Ping thought it would be Fang Hua or Qin Qing, but she didn't expect Lin Qiao to be displayed when she picked up the phone to check the call notification.

Wang Ping was a little strange, and answered the phone: "Hello?"

Lin Qiao's mellow and deep voice came from the microphone: "Hello, are you in Beijing?"

Wang Ping nodded: "Yes, what's the matter?"

"Come out to get together? I'm coming to Beijing too. Tell me the address, and I'll pick you up."

Wang Ping was taken aback for a moment, then smiled.That is to say, Lin Qiao, who knew his identity, would ask her out the day before his national competition. Perhaps he also understood that he didn't take this seriously in his heart, right?

So Wang Ping just hesitated for a moment, then nodded and agreed: "Okay." She reported the name of her hotel.

Half an hour later, Lin Qiao's car appeared downstairs from Wang Ping's hotel.Wang Ping took a shower before and was wearing pajamas. Because she was going out again, she found a new pair of slim jeans and a pink jacket and put it on. Inside was a white long-sleeved T-shirt with a printed image of a big cat. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail, and she ran out wearing a pair of white sneakers.

When I went out, I saw Lin Qiao standing leaning on the car, and the black Bentley behind him had smooth lines, converging into the most bewitching and deep scenery in the night.

"Here we come." Lin Qiao smiled at Wang Ping, and helped her open the rear door in a gentlemanly manner.

Wang Ping smiled at him and walked over.

As if very natural, Lin Qiao held Wang Ping's waist with her long arm, lowered her head, and smiled faintly in her black eyes: "Why are you dressed like this?"

This modesty, in Western etiquette, may be just a manifestation of the gentlemanly demeanor that ordinary men show to women. .

But it was made by such a handsome man that even Wang Ping herself admitted was her favorite type, it was so charming.Lin Qiao stopped there casually, and there was a painting of streamer silhouettes.His fingertips inadvertently touched Wang Ping's waist, as if an electric current had passed through it, making Wang Ping's back stiff for a while.

Wang Ping smirked twice before reacting and asked, "Why, is there any problem with me dressing like this?"

Lin Qiao looked at her and couldn't help laughing: "No, I'm afraid that if I take you out like this, I will be jealous to death by other men."

Wang Ping knew that he was just complimenting herself, but the corners of her mouth still twitched slightly.

However, when the car drove to the entrance of the International Club, Wang Ping realized why Lin Qiao asked herself the question "Why are you wearing this?" at the beginning.

The tall foreign handsome guy with fair skin, blond hair and blue eyes in a red uniform bent down respectfully to open the car door for himself.

Wang Ping stepped out with one foot in white sneakers, and then saw well-dressed men and women in evening dresses and long skirts around her, walking gracefully into the club's gate.

Among the well-dressed men and women, his casual bunt outfit really seemed a bit different.But thinking about it, it seems that the few times I saw Lin Qiao, he went to these so-called high-end places. Since he asked himself to come out for a gathering, he definitely wouldn't go to some roadside barbecue stall.

Wang Ping waved her hand, now she can only let it go as it comes.

Because Wang Ping said that she had already had dinner and she couldn't stay too late. She had to participate in the competition tomorrow, and she had to go back after at least nine o'clock.Lin Qiao accompanied her to the executive lounge and sat for a while. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

ps: I failed to pretend to be dead today... I was arrested by the leader to work again~~