CH 22

The first five students were good at speaking. But compared to the previously selected Wei Rui, they were still weaker.

Wei Ying was last to go on the stage, and everyone was clearly disinterested.

Some students whispered, “What the hell, Wei Ying really dared to come here?”

“Wei Ying is really brave, we should learn from her and be cheeky!”

“Wei Ying couldn’t even read and understand English. She still had courage to apply for the program.”

“…”

When Wei Ying came on stage, Tang Yu opened his diary and read the note written by 33-year-old Tang Yu again.

“I don’t know when she will die, but I have a hunch that it will be in the future. According to your previous description, I also suspected that her soul might have changed in advance, but when you told me she twisted your ear I am 80% sure it was her. I advise you not to act without any substantial evidence.”

Tang Yu, who had just closed his diary, heard pure and charming English with British accent from the podium.

As soon as Wei Ying spoke a couple of sentences, there was commotion in the audience and the students looked at each other. Even Ma Yongmei, the class teacher, was shocked. She had taught Wei Ying for more than two years, and she knew her level.

The class gossiped, “Well, is this Wei Ying? No, right? When did Wei Ying’s English become so good?”

“Did she get a home tutor secretly? Her family is quite rich.”

“Wei Ying is awesome, was she hiding her strength in the past?”

…

Perhaps the class was not clear of the situation, but Tang Yu knew well that Wei Ying’s pure british accent cannot be learned in a month or two. If one hadn’t lived abroad for many years, they wouldn’t reach this standard of speaking skills.

Tang Yu remembered that the previous Wei Ying had lived abroad for many years. Was Wei Ying reborn?

Once this thought came in his mind, Tang Yu himself felt it was ridiculous. But after what he experienced, it was very likely. But if Wei Ying was born again, how could she be so strange, sometimes even acting naive like a child?

According to the 33-year-old Tang Yu, Wei Ying worked alone for many years abroad. Although she displayed her bad temper to her boyfriend, she was very smart and understanding.

However, Wei Ying, who had recently changed, was obviously not in line with ‘smartness and general understanding.’

After Wei Ying’s speech, an applause broke out.

After Wei Ying returned to her seat, Ma Yongmei came to the podium. She took a deep breath and said, “Everyone has heard the speeches, and probably realized the gap between them?”

She paused and looked at Wei Ying, and said, “Wei Ying, I don’t know why you hidded your ability before. Since you plan to participate, I and the whole class will cheer for you. You have to remember to go to the TV station for an interview this Saturday afternoon. A person from the neighbouring school had already appeared on the program. This is the last chance for our class.”

There was another round of applause in the class.

Wei Ying’s speech was fierce. The classmates were also convinced of her ability. Was it true that for so many years, Wei Ying really hid her English skills?

Why did Wei Ying’s skills suddenly improve? Was it because Wei Rui was going to be fired? Her classmates pondered over it for a long time and came to a conclusion. Was there any unspeakable relationship between the sisters?

However, everyone’s heart full of gossip was quickly suppressed by the various assignments coming over.

After class in the evening, Wei Ying and Fang Yuan took the last bus home together.

There were not many people going to work this time. In the whole bus, except for her and Fang Yuan, there was only the driver. What made the driver feel strange was that although the route was fifteen minutes, it felt like three hours.

There was almost no traffic on the way, and there were only a few street lights, making the road desolate.

Fang Yuan also felt something was wrong. She poked Wei Ying, who sat in front of her, and whispered, “Wei Ying, why is the route to your home so gloomy?”

Wei Ying was listening to songs. She turned her head and looked out of the window. On one side, she saw a child lying on the window.

Fang Yuan also followed her gaze and looked out, and saw the child lying on the window. She screamed in fright, got up and took a few steps back.

With a click, the bus door opened and the driver stopped the car suddenly on the side of the road. Fang Yuan wanted to ask the driver for help, but found that the driver had fallen unconscious on the steering wheel.

“Ah-” Fang Yuan grabbed Wei Ying’s wrist and dragged her down the bus to run.

She pulled Wei Ying along the sidewalk for about a few hundred meters, and suddenly tripped over a stone and fell. Wei Ying squatted down and looked at her calmly, “Are you all right?”

Fang Yuan glanced at the child floating towards them, and almost fainted.

The child was about to pounce on Wei Ying. Wei Ying turned around, stretched her hands, and pinched his neck. The child’s tongue was stuck out of his mouth as he struggled to open her fingers.

Wei Ying twisted her face while rubbing her neck and asked Fang Yuan, “Are you afraid of him?”

Fang Yuan’s eyes widened, and she was completely speechless.

When Wei Ying saw the little koi girl scared like this, she thought that this little devil really should be punished.

So she rolled the little ghost into a ball, stuffed him into the school bag, and planned to take it home and flush him down the toilet.