At the award ceremony, Tang Jingci used her strength to slap some people's faces, especially Qiao Xiyan's…
Because now, people were starting to question that his skills were not as good as Tang Jingci's.
After the banquet ended, the school leaders invited the sponsors and judges to dinner. The host was the dean of the art school, so he naturally called Qiao Xiyan over.
Song Fengwan still had class the next day. Even though someone invited her to go with them, she declined. Just as she was about to walk out of the auditorium, Jiang Ershao rushed out from the side. "Miss Song."
Song Fengwan nodded and smiled at him.
He just wanted to congratulate Song Fengwan. But facing her, his face flushed red, and he scratched his ears and cheeks, unable to say a word, looking very shy and innocent.
"What's the matter?" Song Fengwan looked at him doubtfully.
"I… I…" Jiang Ershao stammered, his palms sweating in nervousness.
