Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 249 There’s a good show to watch (first update)

Chapter 249: 249 There’s a good show to watch (first update)

Once inside the car, Mr. Mo still kept his lips tightly pressed, showing no intention of speaking.

The atmosphere inside the vehicle soon became awkward.

Fortunately, the villa wasn’t far from the school—about a 5 to 6-minute drive—so the car steadily pulled up at the school’s main entrance.

Opening the car door, Chu Jin waved goodbye to Mr. Mo, "Goodbye."

With her brows curved and dimples shallow, the person before him exuded youthful exuberance, radiating the vibrant energy of youth from head to toe.

By contrast, he felt as if he had indeed grown old.

Mr. Mo paused for a moment before nodding slightly in response.

Today was the school-wide English speech competition, and there were no classes all day, so the campus atmosphere was much more lively than usual, with the students walking back and forth mostly bearing smiles.

Moreover, everyone was uniformly dressed in school uniforms, which was pleasing and refreshing to the eye at a glance.

Leaning against the car window, Mo Zhixuan watched the slender figure gradually disappear into the crowd, and his gaze deepened a bit more. Even though everyone was dressed alike and there seemed to be no difference at a glance, he still felt that her silhouette was the most beautiful and the most eye-catching in the crowd.

Mr. Mo unconsciously swallowed a couple of times, reached into his pocket, and pulled out a pack of cigarettes, preparing to light one. Realizing he was in the school area and it would set a bad example, he quietly put the cigarette back in his pocket.

Only when he could no longer see her figure did Mr. Mo drive away.

Class Ten.

Because there were no lessons that day, the class was rather noisy; hardly anyone read books, almost all were laughing and gossiping.

Which class’s beauty changed boyfriends again, and which episode the newly released series had updated to.

If not for the countdown to the college entrance exam written on the blackboard behind, no one would believe that this was a class about to enter the crucial exam.

There were even a few bold couples who held hands and showed off their affection in front of everyone.

"The teacher’s coming, the teacher’s coming," someone remarked.

Everyone hurriedly stopped their chatter and small movements, quickly returning to their seats as if struck by lightning, sitting up straight and proper.

The previously boisterous classroom instantly became quiet as a grave.

The only sound that could be heard in the air was the breathing of the students.

Quite a contrast from the scene just moments before.

A moment later, the homeroom teacher Mr. Wu walked in from outside.

"Everyone quiet down," Mr. Wu habitually pinched a piece of chalk and tapped on the desk, then said, "Today our classmate Chu Jin will participate in the triennial school English speech competition. All our classmates will go to listen. The venue is in the school’s auditorium. Once you’re at the auditorium, stay quiet; no whispering or loud talking, and don’t let other classes think Class Ten lacks discipline! We must set a good example for the younger students! Can we do that?"

This was a matter concerning the collective honor, so everyone responded enthusiastically and passionately, "Yes!"

The shouts were deafening, full of fervor; some students even turned red in the face with thick necks.

Perhaps, this was youth!

Chu Jin looked at everything familiar yet strange, her eyes turning slightly red, curving into a radiant crescent.

She still felt lucky, at least getting to relive this beautiful period of youth once more.

The senior year was about parting but also about beginning.

"Very good," Mr. Wu nodded satisfactorily, watching these excellent kids with a relieved smile on his lips, "Our class will sit in sector B of the auditorium. After we get there, sit in your usual class positions, no changing seats. Now, starting with the first group, let’s line up and head out. The class president will stay behind to monitor the queue!"

At his word, the students lined up and walked out of the classroom orderly.

The class president was a petite and delicate girl who seemed soft and fragile but was in fact a black belt master of Taekwondo with her strength hidden deep.

So with her stern oversight, no one dared to whisper to each other.

Many classes had already lined up and were heading towards the auditorium in the campus. As they all wore the same uniform and arranged in orderly lines, their faces brimming with youthful vitality, the scene was quite spectacular.

A surge of excitement welled up.

At that moment, the students of Class Ten stood up even straighter, and their gazes became firmer. Behind closed classroom doors, they could be as rowdy as they pleased.

But at a time like this, how could they tarnish the reputation of Class Ten!

They weren’t representing themselves, but the entirety of Class Ten!

The honor of the whole class, the collective honor!

Class Ten was the faith they were sworn to protect!

In the ranks of Class Sixteen, a girl with a baby face whispered to the girl behind her, "Manyao, do you know who Class Ten sent to the speech competition today?"

Her voice dripped with schadenfreude.

Seeing her like this, Sun Manyao also asked with some curiosity, "Who? Could it be Li Ziqi?"

Li Ziqi was the darling of Class Ten, and a notable figure at South Bridge No.2 Middle School.

Although she looked rather plain and came from an ordinary background, a family of farmers, her academic performance was outstanding, consistently ranking within the top two in the school, which made her a favorite among the teachers. She was also one of the few students at South Bridge No.2 Middle School who didn’t rely on family connections to get in.

To nurture her talents, the school waived various fees for her, and even provided her with free accommodation and meals.

The girl with the baby face glanced at the neat lineup of Class Ten before sneering lightly and saying, "It’s not Li Ziqi. I bet you couldn’t even dream of who it is!"

"Not Li Ziqi?" Sun Manyao narrowed her eyes slightly. "That’s not right. How could Wu Chen not put Li Ziqi in for something as important as the speech?"

Wu Chen was the name of Class Ten’s homeroom teacher.

After all, Li Ziqi is an all-round top student!

Although she isn’t particularly sociable and her spoken language skills aren’t that great, her English is superb. If she took part in this significant speech competition, she could at least clinch a top-five spot.

"An old classmate of mine from Class Ten told me they’ve arranged for Chu Jin to be in the speech competition," the baby-faced girl said with a tone full of mockery and disdain. "Chu Jin, you know who she is, right? The young Miss from the Chu Family. Tsk, tsk, tsk, I really don’t know what Wu Chen was thinking—stuffing her head with shit, I guess! Now Class Ten’s going to lose face big time."

What’s more, when her old classmate talked about Chu Jin, this good-for-nothing, she did it with such admiration!

As if she were talking about someone incredibly impressive.

She wouldn’t be friends with such a loser. She was so angry that she broke off the friendship with that classmate right then and there.

After all, stupidity is contagious.

Her family is considered quite prestigious in Capital City. If word got out that she was acquainted with a loser, it would look terrible for her.

It’s better to stay as far away as possible from such pathetic losers.

"The young Miss from the Chu Family?" Sun Manyao’s lips curled into a smug arc. "...Of course, I know her. Looks like today’s going to be quite a show."

Everybody knows Chu Jin is a complete zero who can’t even recognize the 26 letters of the English alphabet!

Having her compete in an English speech competition? Isn’t that just asking for a joke?

"Hey, Sui Sui, I heard that the last-place finisher will be expelled, right?" Sun Manyao continued to ask.

"It’s more than just being expelled," He Suisui said with a face full of malicious glee. "Today the entire school and faculty are present, and there’s even a TV station coming to do a live interview. This loser is going to be humiliated throughout the entirety of China mainland."

"Heh," Sun Manyao chuckled coldly. "It’s not just that loser. Today, the entire Class Ten will lose face because of her!"

"You’re right," He Suisui looked up again at the lineup in the front of Class Ten, her eyes brimming with scorn, "Look at them, acting like idiots, what’s the use of their neat ranks? Holding their shoulders back, chins up so high! They have no idea what pride they think they have! In a while, they’ll lose face so badly they won’t even have time to cry on China mainland. Wu Chen is really confused too; to let a good-for-nothing mess up such a high-stakes competition is just ridiculous."

Sun Manyao also laughed, feeling extremely pleased with herself. She had long found Chu Jin unbearable, and now she could finally clear the air of her pent-up resentment.

She was determined to watch that waste make a fool of herself in front of everyone!

She was even planning to personally record the shameful proceedings of that waste and then post it online, satisfying her vengeful heart to the fullest!