At this moment, Bo Jingxing changed the topic and asked about Qiao Nian's competition, "Miss Qiao, are you confident in performing well in the group stage?"
The girl raised an eyebrow at him, her eyes arrogant and impatient.
Bo Jingxing heard the girl's slightly hoarse voice. "It's just a software competition. Do I need confidence?"
Bo Jingxing was stunned. A world-class competition didn't require confidence?
He looked at the girl's fair and cold face, as well as the arrogance she exuded.
Bo Jingxing's furrowed brows relaxed again. He smiled and said gently, "That's true. It's enough for Miss Qiao to perform at a normal level."
Qiao Nian retracted her gaze, seemingly a little more serious. She glanced at him and said slowly, "Don't worry, I know how to read."
