Reborn in the 90s, tearing apart scumbag men for the sake of women.

Time flies, and before we knew it, it was time for the municipal government to select accompanying interpreters.

There weren't many people participating in the election; they were all in pairs, about five or six pairs.

Besides Song Lingge and Qiao Nansheng, the only other students are Xia Jiaojiao and another boy.

As soon as they met, Xia Jiaojiao ran over.

"Nansheng, you have to do your best today. I heard that the final score will be based on performance, and the selected members may not necessarily be from the current group."

Xia Jiaojiao looked at Qiao Nansheng with a confident expression, and glared at Song Lingge when she said the last sentence.

Song Lingge ignored her completely, not even glancing at her out of the corner of her eye.

Feeling embarrassed, Xia Jiaojiao moved closer to Song Lingge and asked, "Did you hear me?"

"Listen to what?"

"That's what I just said."

"What are you talking about? What does it have to do with me?"

Xia Jiaojiao felt like she had punched a piece of cotton.

“Song Lingge, you’re just lucky to be in the same class as Qiao Nansheng, which is why you have the opportunity to compete with him.”

Song Lingge pouted and made a "humph" sound: "So what? You want to say you have bad luck? That's really pitiful! There's nothing I can do to help you."

People around them overheard their conversation and burst out laughing.

"That's not what I meant at all!" Xia Jiaojiao said, both embarrassed and annoyed.

"Xia Jiaojiao, I don't care what you mean. We're here at the municipal government for the selection process, so don't cause trouble."

Song Lingge didn't want to get entangled with her any longer, so she left a sentence and walked to the other side.

A short while later, the mayor's secretary came over to announce that the selection process had begun.

The selection process was very simple: a simulation of receiving foreign guests was conducted, and the order was determined by drawing lots.

The results will be announced once all combinations are completed.

Song Lingge and Qiao Nansheng drew the last group.

The waiting time always seemed unusually long, and the expressions of the groups that came out earlier were rather indescribable, making it impossible to judge whether they were good, average, or poor.

When Xia Jiaojiao came out, she had completely changed her arrogant demeanor and looked like a dejected rooster.

Song Lingge and Qiao Nansheng exchanged a glance and gave each other a relaxed smile.

It was their turn.

The selection room was a reception room, and to my surprise, there were two people sitting on the sofa, both of whom were foreigners.

In those days, foreigners were not often seen in China, so Song Lingge understood why everyone's expressions were complicated.

She composed herself, put on a smile, and cheerfully went up to greet them.

In her previous life, Song Lingge had traveled abroad many times, so she was not afraid of oral communication.

Qiao Nansheng was able to use American English fluently because she had been given a surprise training session recently.

Both of them performed exceptionally well.

The final result was, of course, unsurprising.

After Song Lingge and Qiao Nansheng were selected, they did not return to school for a few days, but stayed at the municipal government's guesthouse, eating and living with the foreign guests.

Everyone learns about them through television.

On the first day of negotiations, Song Lingge and Qiao Nansheng behaved in a rather conventional manner.

The second and third days were relatively relaxed, consisting of receiving foreign guests to visit the scenic spots and historical sites of Nanzhou.

Song Lingge's performance in the past two days has been astonishing.

The school even organized all teachers and students to watch it together in the auditorium.

This girl is no longer unknown; she has begun to write her name on the list of notable figures at Nanzhou University of Foreign Languages.

The reception of foreign guests concluded successfully, and their outstanding performance was highly praised by Mayor Xiao Jun.

"I remember you two. You were the champions when we went to Nanzhou Foreign Languages ​​University during the National Day holiday. You are truly promising young talents!"

In addition to the honor, the municipal government also awarded a substantial bonus.

Song Lingge and Qiao Nansheng can be said to have achieved both fame and fortune.

Even when they returned to school, the mayor specifically instructed the driver to take them back.

When the Hongqi sedan drove into Nanzhou Foreign Languages ​​University, Song Lingge's vanity reached its peak.

She is a role model for bringing honor to the school.

Perhaps having received a report from the security guard, as soon as she and Qiao Nansheng got out of the car, a classmate told them that the principal was waiting for them in the office.

On the way to the principal's office, students, both familiar and unfamiliar, greeted them.

Among these people were those who had spoken ill of Song Lingge recently because of the sex scandal.

However, when you become successful, you'll be surrounded by good people.

Everyone had a sincere smile on their face.

Including Principal Wan Jianguo.

When Song Lingge and Qiao Nansheng arrived at the principal's office, most of the school leaders were there.

All the leaders congratulated and praised them. After all, this was the first time in the history of Nanzhou School that they had received foreign guests on behalf of the school and Nanzhou City, and their performance was evident to all.

Wan Jianguo, as expected of the principal, completely forgot about what happened some time ago.

He looked at Song Lingge and Qiao Nansheng with unusual kindness: "You did a good job and brought honor to the school. The school will also reward you this time."

After speaking, he gave Song Lingge a meaningful look, presumably Yu Dezhi had relayed Song Lingge's request to the principal.

That's nothing shameful; those with the ability should have it. Song Lingge was asking for an opportunity, so she wasn't guilty.

"Thank you, Principal! Today I am proud of my school, and tomorrow my school will be proud of me. It is my duty to bring honor to my school."

Song Lingge's years of experience taught her that those who know when to yield are the wise ones.

However, the underlying meaning of her words was probably clear to everyone present. A timely remark was necessary, given that those who tarnished the school's reputation were still making a scene.

“Young people are naturally ambitious and have a lot of confidence, which is good, but they also need to be humble to a certain extent,” Yu Dezhi said with a smile.

Knowing when to stop is a wise saying in life.

Song Lingge smiled and nodded, sweetly replying, "Yes, I'll do as Principal Wan and Director Yu say."

Yu Dezhi waved his hand: "Go back and rest. You've worked hard these past few days. There's an awards ceremony tomorrow morning."

The two then left.

"Shall we have dinner together tonight?" Qiao Nansheng asked.

Song Lingge looked at him, her eyes darting around: "Who's treating?"

Qiao Nansheng said irritably, "I'll treat. But can we tell them it's the two of us who are treating?"

"It must be possible!"

As if she had thought of something, Song Lingge asked again, "So, does that mean I owe you a meal?"

Qiao Nansheng was even more speechless, but he still had a hearty laugh on his face: "That doesn't count. Let's wipe the rest clean, okay?"

It doesn't matter who invites whom between the two of them; there's no need to be so clear about it.

"It should have been wiped clean in the first place. Qiao Nansheng, have you noticed that we always come in first place in every competition?"

"Yes! And you deserve the most credit. If it weren't for your foresight, we would have had a hard time succeeding this time."

Song Lingge punched him lightly, her brows furrowing. "Hey, hey, I didn't say that just to take credit for myself."

"I know, you're only saying that so you won't have to treat us."

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