Lady Gu Is Too Weak To Fend For Herself (2)

B*tchy Skills Upgraded

Qiao Zhenguo's face was gloomy. "Rou Rou, it's still you who looks at the bigger picture. Now that things have come to this, let's see what Qiao Xi can do. We'll go take a look at the translation competition two days later. We absolutely can't let Qiao Xi dishonor the Qiao family!"

Qiao Rou nodded and smiled sinisterly. "Yes! Dad."

...

10 AM the day after tomorrow.

The venue for the translation competition was already set up and everyone slowly entered.

The audience was very excited because this time, Qiao Xi was going to challenge the master translator, Fan Wenyuan.

Moreover, Qiao Xi was the cheater that Fan Wenyuan had mentioned on Weibo. This made everyone look forward to the results of this competition even more.

The netizens were also very concerned about the outcome of this competition. There were several live broadcasts of the translation competition and some reporters were even allowed to enter for interviews.

Gu Zheng's car slowly stopped. He turned to look at Qiao Xi. "Mrs. Gu, are you really going alone?"

Qiao Xi knew that Gu Zheng, this bastard, liked weak women. If he saw her in the arena, he would probably be shocked, so she immediately refused.

She smiled gently. "I can go myself. Wait for my good news!"

Gu Zheng raised an eyebrow. "Okay."

Qiao Xi nodded and quickly got out of the car.

She had already participated in the International Real-time Translation Competition several times, and she always came in first. Fan Wenyuan was no match for her.

Qiao Xi had just entered when she saw Qiao Rou.

"Sister! I thought you weren't coming!"

Qiao Rou wore a pink princess dress and a crystal crown as she warmly greeted Qiao Xi.

Gu Moling stood beside her and looked at Qiao Xi with disdain.

Qiao Rou asked worriedly, "Sister, it's not too late to regret now. If we really lose, Dad will definitely lose his temper!"

The moment she said this, everyone looked at her in surprise.

"Rou Rou, who is she? Is she also a contestant?"

The participants of the translation competition were all familiar with each other, but they had never seen Qiao Xi before.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed past Qiao Rou's eyes, and she turned to enthusiastically introduce, "This is my sister, Qiao Xi."

Everyone was dumbfounded.

"So it's her! This is the person who challenged Mr. Fan! I heard that her first two results were fake. How did she have the dignity to come?"

"Mr. Fan already chose to let the matter rest, but she still refuses to let it go. How ungrateful!"

Qiao Rou pretended to be nervous. "D-Don't say that anymore. My sister... She's just..."

She intentionally acted as if she wanted to help Qiao Xi explain, yet she didn't know how to speak. In the end, her eyes turned slightly red. "My elder sister knows how to translate, so don't speak of her like that!"

Everyone grunted coldly and felt that Qiao Rou was too kind, which was why she was speaking up for Qiao Xi.

Qiao Xi: "..."

Had Qiao Rou's b*tchy skills upgraded? It would be a pity if she didn't become an actress!

At this moment, the excited voices of the crowd could be heard from outside. The reporters swarmed over and Fan Wenyuan slowly walked over.

When Fan Wenyuan brushed past Qiao Xi, his face was full of pride.

The live broadcast officially began. The first match was between Fan Wenyuan and Qiao Xi.

"The contestants for the first match, Fan Wenyuan and Qiao Xi!" the host announced loudly.

Fan Wenyuan rolled his eyes at Qiao Xi in disdain. He was determined to win this competition because he had already obtained the test question and had long since come up with the most perfect answer.

It was impossible that the answer he had been preparing for the past two days wasn't even as good as Qiao Xi's real-time translation.

After he defeated Qiao Xi, he would make her apologize in public and announce that she would withdraw from the translation world forever.

This round, the subject of the translation was a poem from England. The vocabulary was complicated, and they had to translate it within ten minutes. They also needed the words to be accurate and beautiful.

Everyone believed that Fan Wenyuan could translate it, but Qiao Xi definitely couldn't.

Soon, Fan Wenyuan translated the answer. Everyone applauded excitedly.

"Mr. Fan is really too awesome!"

"To be able to translate an obscure poem in such a short period of time, Mr. Fan is indeed a great translator in our country!"

"Poetry is already very difficult to understand, and this poem has never been translated by anyone before. Even so, Mr. Fan only used a few minutes!"

"That Qiao Xi is still deluding herself into thinking that she's worthy of competing with Mr. Fan. This time, she's definitely going to embarrass herself!"

"Look at how she's pretending to be calm. I'm afraid she can't understand a single word. Does she really think that she can compare to Mr. Fan just because she knows some English?"

Gu Moling frowned. "Qiao Xi, hurry up and admit defeat. Don't embarrass Rou Rou. You've lived in the countryside since you were young. You've never learned English!

"Rou Rou can't eat or sleep because of you. Why are you so selfish?"

Qiao Xi slowly raised her eyes and swept a glance at Fan Wenyuan.

This was what they were calling a good translator? These people were too ignorant.