Anyway, some bold juniors and sisters went up directly to ask for autographs, and some students who had been in the same class or cooperated with Song Cha were still in a state of bewilderment.

Maybe the security uncle who drives the little police car all over the school every day is a racing driver!

Even the school's Weibo public account wants to invite Song Cha to do a column, Song Cha is tired of studying homework every day like a cow in the field, seeing this, she just wants to say: duck doesn't have to!

Gradually, the school got used to this student who was more famous and had a high force value but a very weak appearance, and everyone would not look at Song Cha with that kind of monkey-like gaze, but greeted her very generously.

But the post of #Sister is also beautiful today# is also very hot in the post bar of A University.

The landlord is naturally a sister or two in the dormitory, and he updates Song Cha's beautiful photos every day (with my permission).

Song Cha is very busy every day, because she is about to prepare for an English debate competition, collecting materials all day long, watching debate videos, and keeping her in the library all day long.

Even in dreams......

"I think your point is off the point, so please don't worry about him. ”

"I think there is a contradiction in your argument, like the sharpest spear and the strongest shield, contradicting itself!"

“……”

"Okay, I declare, the positive side wins!"

A few words of English appeared in a daze in the dream, waking up Song Cha who was lying on the table.

When will she be able to defeat the nightmare of the forest in a dream debate? No, the dream is the opposite, she can win in reality!

A few days later

Removed from the opposing argument seat, with such a high-intensity energy concentration, Song Cha's energy was probably half gone, but the moment he won felt really good!

After about a month, Song Cha received a notice letter from the national selection on time, informing her that the elimination system selection competition would be held in Province B a week later.

Probably taking into account the actual situation of some players, it was a week in advance, but the hotel that was arranged was indeed able to start moving in today.

Song Cha decided to go to Province B as soon as possible to adapt to the climate there, although it was already April at this time, but Province B was still a little cold compared to Province S.

Call Song's father and Song's mother and tell them that she is going to Province B.

Father Song didn't say anything, just silently transferred a large amount of money to Song Cha's card. But Song Mu held the mobile phone and whimpered a little: "Can't beat it, let's not be reckless, don't let yourself get hurt." I didn't have agreed to send you to the temple in the first place...... I knew this would happen."

Song Ming was as calm as ever: "Sister, I'll go to see your finals then, come on!"

After hanging up the phone, Song Cha asked her roommate to eat the unique food of S Province.

After asking for a month's leave from school, Song Cha simply carried a backpack and got on the plane.

Unexpectedly, after getting off the plane, there were a large number of people waiting for him, Song Cha naturally didn't think that he was popular all over the country, at most he was a little famous in S Province.

So Song Cha left the exit with the crowd in a low-key manner.

Sure enough, the reporters rushed to the group after a commotion.

It was a team of participants from Province G, and the neat and majestic momentum made people see it from the crowd at a glance.

"May I ask if this is Xiang Wenji, the son of the Xiang family, can you answer a few questions from us?" a reporter struggled to raise the microphone to make his company's logo visible.

"You must be Miss Qing Kaiyan, do you have confidence in this selection competition?"

"Is it Qian Fanke? I heard rumors that your father strongly disapproved of your participation in the competition, is it true?"

“……”

Xiang Wenji, who was the leader, frowned tightly under the sunglasses, his face was also tense, and he was impatient to say a word.

Qing Kaiyan smiled at the reporters, but she didn't say anything, nor did she show any signs of anger.

Qian Fanke's mouth was pursed into a straight line, and he almost wrote a few big words "I'm not happy" on his face.

Several people with strong aura came and got into the nanny car under the exchange of bodyguards, and did not answer a word to the reporters present. There was no way, they could only make up a few photos taken on the spot, which was the most thankless.

Song Cha also heard a male reporter complain when he looked down at the camera: "Drag a fart, don't you just have a few stinky money?"

Miss Childe left Shi Shiran after the special car pick-up, and Song Cha got off the plane a few minutes early, but they didn't get a taxi yet! But fortunately, the transportation in the capital of the motherland is still very developed, and she quickly got a taxi.

Before he had time to have fun, the car was blocked on the viaduct, and Song Cha closed his eyes, trying to escape from reality.

Mr. Driver was accustomed to such scenes, and he moved his body a few times, and looked at the little girl in the rearview mirror boredly.

"Little girl, are you here to participate in the martial arts trials?"

"Yes, uncle, how do you know?"

"This hotel has long been chartered by the organizers, and only the contestants can stay, and everyone in the whole country knows it!"

"Oh!" is really rich, and she doesn't understand the happiness of rich people!

"But a little girl like you is a bit of a disadvantage when she participates in the competition. The chubby uncle said with some concern.

"It's okay. Song Cha said helplessly, does she really look weak?

"But it's okay, little girl, you're already very good! My eldest nephew didn't even go through the first sift. Mr. Driver laughed as he spoke.

Song Cha is ashamed, the people in Province B are really hospitable!

When I arrived at the hotel, it was almost dark, and Song Cha also felt a little hungry.

I got a room card at the front desk, and Song Cha looked at it: 2703, a bit high.

After dragging on the day's exhaustion, I threw myself on the big bed, and I really wanted to eat a cow at this time. But Song Cha still insisted on taking a shower before going to the hotel's restaurant to eat.

Song Cha thought that the dishes produced by this kind of star-rated hotel should be seafood if they were not mountain delicacies. The result? Not to mention the buffet, it is mostly vegetarian, there is meat and meat, but it is boiled chicken breast?

Song Cha was helpless, took a plate and wandered around the dish area.

"What is this, you're making us eat this, are we going to have a game?"

No, I've seen it this morning.

Qian Fanke pointed to the row of buffet dishes and said angrily.