Chapter 738 I feel so happy when I think of you
Zhou Minglan hadn't come on stage yet. When Song Yuqian and Qin Moyu left the stage, she was still sitting quietly backstage, applying ice to her cheeks that had turned red from being slapped by Huo Tingyu.
There is always someone better than you. Zhou Minglan has always been a bully, and this is the first time she has been bullied by others.
Dare to be angry but dare not speak out.
Song Yuqian was furious. She walked up to her and asked her directly, "Is that you, ugly bastard?"
Zhou Minglan raised her head and her eyes changed. "Do you have evidence to prove it was me? The organizer is investigating and it will soon be revealed who it is."
That bitch Huo Tingyu actually suspected that she did it. Didn't she just rely on her good birth and being born in the Huo family to dare to take her lightly and slap her all over the face.
Zhou Minglan was about to cry while speaking, and the moment she stared at Song Yuqian, tears welled up in her eyes.
Song Yuqian laughed and said, "It seems not. Don't cry. I won't give you candy even if you cry."
Qin Moyu came over and pulled Song Yuqian, "I'm sorry, Minglan, she didn't mean it, and she didn't mean to imply anything to you, so don't think too much about it."
"Yes, that's not what I meant. Come on in the next game, try your best and don't lose too badly."
Looking backstage, Xu Yi had already gritted his teeth and picked up the pen.
Her palm held the paintbrush through the gauze, and sweat covered her forehead...
She frowned slightly and looked extremely distressed.
Zhou Minglan just felt relieved and balanced...
"The outcome of the competition is still uncertain. You are not the judges, so your say does not count!"
Zhou Minglan wiped away her tears and instantly steeled herself, "I will definitely win the championship this time and leave you stunned."
"Don't do this."
Song Yuqian smiled and said, "You always say harsh words and end up getting bad grades. Does that hurt your face?"
It implies that she was in pain from being hit in the face, and also implies that she was slapped in the face for making harsh words in previous competitions.
Zhou Minglan wanted to fight with her.
But the organizer sent people to the backstage to keep an eye on all the contestants. With Xu Yi's injury, the organizer was afraid that other contestants would cause trouble backstage.
Zhou Minglan suppressed her anger and asked, "You are talking about yourself, right?"
"Whoever I say knows it."
On the stage, Xu Yi was competing. The topic was not difficult, but it was difficult to hold the pen. After she picked it up, it was still a little stiff. She could feel the blood flowing, making her palms wet.
If she held it tighter, it would hurt less, so she held it tighter.
She was not familiar with the theme of manor, but after participating in so many competitions, big and small, she could now quickly grasp the mood of the theme.
I'm afraid most people would paint in a pastoral style.
Everyone has a different understanding of design themes, and Xu Yi doesn't like uniformity.
A man appeared in the VIP viewing area. He walked forward and finally stopped beside Song Yanming. "What's going on?"
Song Yanming did not answer Zhou Mingchen's question. Zhou Mingchen frowned and asked, "Let me ask you, what's going on?"
The two bodyguards brought by Song Yanming stepped forward and said, "Boss Zhou, please don't disturb Boss Song from watching the game."
"Song Yanming!"
Not only did Xu Yi ignore him, even Song Yanming now didn't take him seriously.
Zhou Mingchen saw that Song Yanming had no intention of paying attention to him, and he didn't want to continue to embarrass himself here. Several foreign partners he knew also came. After seeing him, they whispered, "Mr. Zhou, is that you?"
"Mr. Mori?"
"Yes, Mr. Li is here too."
Qiao Na's eyes fell on Zhou Mingchen. She saw him in a black suit, talking to someone. She stood up slightly, extremely excited.
She tried to find a chance to talk to him, but there were several men standing next to him and Jonah didn't stand a chance.
She stared at him in a daze for a while, then had to sit down politely and watch him from a distance.
The seat Zhou Mingchen reserved was right next to Qiao Na. When he finished talking to someone and sat down to watch the game, he saw Qiao Na, who was looking very graceful and elegant.
She is very beautiful, with fair skin and delicate features. She is not thin, but has a round and warm beauty.
The tight dress wrapped her tightly, but her chest was white. She wore a bright yellow necklace. Her golden hair was tied up, making her look dignified and noble.
"Sir, your seat is over here..."
Only then did Zhou Mingchen realize that he had to go.
He sat down next to Jonah without looking at her.
This made Joanna extremely nervous. Her face turned red and her heart was beating wildly, as if it was going to jump out of her chest.
Her white and tender hands were resting on the hem of her dress.
She is round, but it doesn't affect her beauty at all, and she even looks cute.
"Mr. Zhou, are you still angry?"
"Miss Jonah misunderstood."
No matter how angry Zhou Mingchen was, he didn't want to offend her family. Besides, there was nothing good between him and Qiao Na that was worth getting angry about, so his tone was polite and courteous.
Joanna's beautiful blue eyes looked at him nervously, and she was very careful in front of him.
"What happened last time made me uneasy for a long time."
"Don't take it personally, Miss Jonah."
"That won't do, Mr. Zhou. No matter what, I feel very sorry in my heart."
"Don't take it personally."
There was a hint of smile in Qiao Na's eyes, and it was obvious that she took Zhou Mingchen's courtesy seriously.
"That time in Jiangcheng, I was lucky to have Mr. Zhou help me, otherwise I would not be able to enter the Song family. After the game, can I treat Mr. Zhou to a meal to express my gratitude and... and apology?"
"No need, I have something else to do."
Zhou Mingchen didn't even look at her, but just responded to her like a machine.
Joanna felt it, and the smile in her eyes disappeared.
"Mr. Zhou, Tingyu and I have been friends for many years. You have helped me. If you were me, could you tell me what I should do to make you happy and make her happy too?"
Zhou Mingchen then looked at Qiao Na, "Although I helped you, I am just an insignificant person to you. Why does Miss Qiao Na care whether I am happy or not?"
Zhou Mingchen's words suddenly stumped Qiao Na, who then realized, "Of course I care."
Zhou Mingchen's eyes were cold and indifferent, but Qiao Na felt that his lips were particularly sexy.
"In my heart, I consider Mr. Zhou a friend."
friend?
Zhou Mingchen didn't care about being polite or not, even his hypocritical smile disappeared.
"There's no need for Miss Qiaona and I to be friends. Please forget about Jiangcheng's matter, Miss Qiaona."
He originally thought that Qiao Na was sent to Jiangcheng by Huo Tingyu, so he noticed her. It was not possible to talk about helping her.
"If we can't be friends, what else can we do?"
There was light in Qiao Na's eyes, and Zhou Mingchen looked puzzled, "Anything else?"
"Mr. Zhou, after that incident in Jiangcheng, I often think of you... I feel so happy every time I think of you, Mr. Zhou."