The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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Obviously, he also had a bad impression of Ning Group's scientific research team. "Young girls don't understand anything, but when you don't understand something, try to speak less, as it will only make you look awkward." The other one, who was a little older, gave Ning Yuetong a lot of earnest instruction. "We announced the results, why would Miss Gu have any complaints?" Ning Yuetong heard this and interrupted, "They are about to be eliminated, so of course they will feel a little bad." As she...
Obviously, he also had a bad impression of Ning Group's scientific research team.
"Young girls don't understand anything, but when you don't understand something, try to speak less, as it will only make you look awkward."
The other one, who was a little older, gave Ning Yuetong a lot of earnest instruction.
At this moment, Ning Yuetong was like a kettle filled with boiling water, placed on a boiler full of charcoal. She was so angry that she was smoking and making an ambiguous "wooooo" sound.
She didn't look at Fan Yanqing.
Seeing this, Fan Yanqing frowned, walked up and patted Ning Yuetong on the shoulder to comfort her.
He raised his eyes and looked at the instructors.
"Although President Ning doesn't know much about scientific research, I believe that all of you here have a good idea of whether the information on the Wu Group is complete."
The old academician with black-framed glasses nodded in relief when he heard this.
“Everyone present here is relatively scientifically literate.
Fan Yanqing nodded.
"I believe Miss Gu has it too."
He turned his head to look at Gu Weimian, his eyes unclear, but in a moment, he turned back to look at the old academician.
"So Miss Gu shouldn't have any complaints when the dean announces the results."
Several academicians were stunned after listening to this.
"We announced the results, why would Miss Gu have any complaints?"
Ning Yuetong heard this and interrupted,
"They are about to be eliminated, so of course they will feel a little bad."
As she spoke, she looked at Gu Weimian with clear eyes.
"But it's okay, little sister. You can still participate in the Olympiad. For your age, winning the national championship is already quite a remarkable thing. If you are lucky, you win an international award, which will be incredible. I don't know how many schools will be lining up to recruit you.
This was clearly said in a very considerate manner.
But it carries a sense of superiority, like the elders looking down on the younger, or the adults looking down on the children.
Gu Weimian stood there, head down, not knowing what information he was reading. When he saw that he was getting excited, he turned his head and said something to Wu Yezhou.
Wu Yezhou, whose face had originally turned cold, was amused by the girl and started laughing.
He lowered his head and looked at what Gu Weiman had written.
From beginning to end.
Gu Weimian didn't even look at Ning Yuetong.
Ning Yuetong's face was gloomy.
"Little sister."
No response...
Gu Weiman and Wu Yezhou chattered as if no one was around. All they needed were two microphones and a table, and the two of them could perform a crosstalk.
"Little sister!" Ning Yuetong's voice suddenly became sharp.
Gu Weimian was startled and turned his head to look at her.
There was a few seconds of silence.
Ning Yuetong took a deep breath and looked in her direction.
"Looking at others when they are talking to you is a basic form of respect. Don't you even know that?"
The atmosphere suddenly froze.
Before Gu Weiman could say anything, Secretary Hong's face darkened.
The man's kind, silly smile faded, and his eyes were like arrows.
"Ms. Ning, before you criticize others' upbringing, please look at yourself first."
Gu Weimian was stunned for a moment and glanced at Secretary Hong.
She was completely unfamiliar with Secretary Hong.
She only knew that he was someone close to Duan Xishen.
Should be a very capable assistant.
She looked at Duan Xishen again.
Duan Xishen looked at his assistant with a look of surprise on his face.
Then his face darkened.
He coughed lightly, nonchalantly.
Seeing this, Gu Weimian lowered his eyes.
This assistant uncle dared to yell at Duan Xishen's precious daughter like that, the man would probably get angry.