"Here's my business card." Lestovsky seemed to admire Xu Zhinian, speaking broken Chinese while handing over a business card, with a warm and humble attitude.

Contact information and address are written on the business card in Russian and Chinese.

"Lestovsky, General Manager of Songjiang Sino-Russian Foreign Trade Company."

Xu Zhinian politely put away the business card, chatted a few words in Russian, and then pulled Ning Mo back to his seat.

When she took her leave, Lestovsky looked regretful, his eyes were full of reluctance, and he shouted a few words in Russian.

"What did you say to him?" Ning Mo asked in a low voice.

"I turned down the offer to shoot a sample book of his new costumes, but I also said that there would definitely be opportunities to work together in the future."

The cooperation that Xu Zhinian said is not to be a female model, the prosperity of the foreign trade industry is an inevitable trend of this era, and Matsuhama and Russia interact most frequently, and meeting Lev is a good start.

Xu Zhinian can obviously rely on his face to eat, but he has to rely on his talent - only the money he earns with his ability can be spent at ease.

They returned to their seats, and the venue exploded.

The onlookers were crazy - Xu Zhinian could not only dance, but also speak Russian.

"She's blind!"

"How can it be, haven't you seen people communicate, communicate!"

"Could it be that they teach Russian in the schools in Kejiang County?"

"Yes, yes, that's the only way to go, if there really is a Russian class, simple communication should be fine, right?"

"Yes...... What's the matter with her dancing, how can she be so powerful? ”

"What else could it be? I must have inquired about the inside information before, and I know that there is a sorority that has specially practiced, this kind of person...... Tsk, just thinking about climbing up......"

Everyone is atheist, and there are only two explanations for this - one is that Xu Zhinian has learned Russian and learned it well, has practiced dancing and is talented, and the other is that she is a god.

Of course, people prefer to believe in the first one rather than the second.

At the end of the sorority, it was time to announce the results.

Although she was cursed by countless people in circles, Xu Zhinian still entered the top ten with a seventh score - this is the result of her deliberately answering a few questions incorrectly, she will win, but she can't win too abruptly, or rather, she renews the feeling of turning the tide.

"This rural girl has really entered the speech contest!"

"Fortunately, it's only seventh, and if you don't perform well, you won't be able to get the first prize in such a written test."

"Yes, yes, seventh, don't be afraid, the first place is our school's campus host, and the speech is absolutely not a problem."

Everyone comforted each other, and no one dared to approach Xu Zhinian anymore.

Xu Zhinian was about to go back to his room when he knew the results, and Ning Mo followed closely behind him, as if he had long forgotten that he was a star in the limelight.

When he arrived at the door of the room, Ning Mo said carefully: "The topic of tomorrow's speech is randomly selected, in fact, I know which topics there are, otherwise ......"

"Mr. Ning, do you want to help me cheat?" Xu Zhinian stared and blinked twice, flattened his mouth, and said, "I didn't hear anything." ”

"I mean...... I'm afraid you're not prepared for ......."

Bang, the door was closed, and Ning Mo froze in place.

When I was not so embarrassed in my life, I wanted to help her, but she didn't appreciate it...... What kind of strange breed is this? He's Ning Mo!

……

The speech contest on the second day was held at Matsuhama No. 1 Junior High School.

There are still two days to go, but many students have returned to school for this speech contest - mainly to catch a glimpse of Ning Mo.

The competition examination room was in a lecture hall that could accommodate 200 people, but 500 people were squeezed in the scene, and many people could not enter, lying outside the window to watch.

In the first row of the examination room are the final judges, in addition to Ning Mo, there are two hardcore English teachers and the editor-in-chief of a bilingual newspaper in Chinese and English.

The serial number drawn by Xu Zhinian is 10 - the last one.

This is not a good number, because at the end, the judges are often a little aesthetically fatigued, and the time when she came on stage was close to noon, it is estimated that in addition to aesthetic fatigue, she will also be in a hurry to eat.

To add insult to injury, the No. 9 player in front of her is the most optimistic Matsuhama No. 1 Middle School bully Qitian, he is not only a school bully, but also a campus host, and he is fighting at home, with the right time and place.

"See no, the unlucky guy is the unlucky guy, draw the last one, and rank behind Qi Tian!"

"Yes, it is estimated that the judges don't want to see her directly after listening to Qi Tian's speech......"

"She is good at Russian, but she definitely doesn't have time to learn English, which is ...... usual."

Several players felt that this wave was stable, Xu Zhinian turned a deaf ear to their discussions, and just stared at the topic in his hand - ten players, five different questions, that is to say, there will be two people who draw the same topic, which will form a more tragic contrast.

And the topic in her hand should be the most difficult in this field - the new changes in production and life since the opening up of the economy.

This topic is too grand for high school students, not only to speak English well, to have a rich vocabulary, but also to pay attention to current affairs, and have certain insights into the changes in production and life.

Ning Mo knew that Xu Zhinian had drawn the most difficult topic, and he couldn't help but look at her a few times, afraid that others would find out and immediately withdraw his gaze.

The contestants came to the stage like a marquee, and the level of the written test was about the same, but the level of speaking was uneven, with a full score of 10, the highest score of 8.5, and the lowest score of only 3 points.

It was close to noon, and when it came to Qi Tian, the most popular player, he wore thick eyes, lean, like an agile monkey, as soon as he opened his mouth, Xu Zhinian knew - they were drawn the same question.

After the first sentence was finished, there was an exclamation at the bottom - Qi Tian is a standard British pronunciation, and the words are correct and round, which is really rare at the end of this year.

After the speech, the judges scored the highest score in the audience, only Ning Mo, as if deliberately finding fault, scored 8 points, but on the whole, Qi Tian still got a high score of 9.3.

"9.3, it's stable!" Everyone had a heated discussion, and some had already started to congratulate in advance.

When Qi got off the court, he looked at Xu Zhinian for a short time, and his eyes were full of disdain - this kind of rural person, if he can enter the finals, it is already the green smoke of the ancestral tomb, and it is impossible to surpass him in terms of pronunciation, but he asked a foreign teacher to specially correct the pronunciation.

Xu Zhinian walked on stage, still looking light and breezy, but because her appearance and temperament were innocent and weak, everyone felt that she was a little stage frightened.

But as soon as they opened their mouths, everyone's jaws dropped in shock, and someone in the judges' seat shouted: "Who is broadcasting the tape, turn off the original sound!" ”

In the next second, the judge blushed and covered his mouth, because Xu Zhinian stopped, and the "original sound" also stopped, and Xu Zhinian was looking at him with innocent and questioning eyes.

Acoustic sound? Your grandmother is the original voice.