Chapter 16

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The rumors in class gradually died down over time.

Krystal seemed to be stimulated by something and couldn't even look at her.

Meanwhile, Song Xinyu always looked at her with those pitiful, innocent eyes.

Jennie didn't have a good impression of these two people.

She was busy practicing piano, studying, and memorizing her speech, with no time to participate in the petty squabbles of these young girls.

Unknowingly, the weekend passed by in a hurry, and the speech competition was held as scheduled on Monday.

The last class on Monday, along with self-study, was changed to the speech competition, and everyone had to gather in the auditorium.

The contestants were all called to the backstage.

When they arrived, the cramped backstage was already crowded with people, as noisy as a small market.

Jennie was surprised to see that Jisoo was also participating in the competition.

But Jisoo didn't seem surprised to see Jennie. He just raised his eyebrows and said loudly, "You're here too?"

"Yeah, our class didn't have enough people to sign up, so I was dragged along." Jennie shrugged.

Jisoo laughed, "Hey, same here."

He casually glanced around and his smile froze when he saw Song Xinyu in the corner. "Your class's other participant is that Song Xinyu?"

"Yes," Jennie nodded. "Do you know her?"

"Heh, not really," Jisoo quickly denied. "I'll see you at the competition, gotta go now."

He scurried away like a mouse seeing a cat.

Jennie felt a bit puzzled, but now wasn't the time to worry about that. She had to go over her notes one more time. On a bitterly cold winter day, the air backstage was mixed with stuffy heat, causing a faint blush to appear on Jennie's face.

Someone had already gone on stage ahead of her, and she could faintly hear a few sentences in English from the distant platform.

Feeling a bit dizzy, Jennie couldn't help but take a few deep breaths. Suddenly, someone patted her shoulder twice.

"You're number three, right? Get ready, it's your turn next."

"Okay, thank you." Jennie nodded, folded the script in her hand into a small square, and put it in the pocket of her skirt. As she looked up, she saw Jisoo standing far away, silently giving her a thumbs up.

Jennie couldn't help but smile. She was already naturally beautiful, but now with a slight smile, her rosy cheeks added a touch of playfulness, making her seem much more approachable.

The boys standing next to her couldn't help but stare, their faces involuntarily turning red.

The host's voice echoed from afar, "Next up, we have contestant number three from Class 2-3, Jennie. Let's give her a warm round of applause, everyone."

Jennie took a deep breath and followed her guide onto the stage. A beam of light shone down on her as she walked up in her school uniform skirt. The hem of her skirt swayed gently, like the buds of flowers ready to bloom in early spring.

There was a moment of commotion in the audience, with whispers and murmurs filling the air. Lisa sat in the corner, listening to the excited whispers of the boys from other classes.

"Oh my god, she's my goddess."

"I had no idea our goddess was not only good at playing the piano, but also fluent in English."

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