Wang Keru sat up straighter, her palms slick with sweat from the excitement.
Shen Wanqing was also caught in a predicament. She wanted to get on stage, but Gu Anxi hadn’t left, and she couldn’t just go up and pull Gu Anxi off.
She clenched her jaw, lowering her voice, "Gu Anxi, what kind of occasion is this? There should be a limit to your willfulness."
Gu Anxi looked down and glanced at her. Perhaps for just one-tenth of a second, a coldness flashed across her face before she swiftly composed her expression.
The students below the stage erupted in an uproar once more. Heavens, her control over her expressions was impeccable!
Gu Anxi spoke softly, "Step down."
Shen Wanqing clenched her teeth. "Gu Anxi, how long are you going to keep this farce up?"
At this point, Qin Siyuan also noticed the situation. Understanding it fully, he gestured with his eyes for Gu Anxi to step down and let Shen Wanqing take the stage.
Yet, Gu Anxi simply opened a laptop—it was unclear whose it was—but her methods were quite outrageous! She directly cracked the password! Very quickly, she found the manuscript and displayed it on the projector!
Heh, the internet has a memory!
Then, fluent English resonated through the auditorium via the microphone...
Everyone was stunned once again. She had actually found the original script and was delivering the speech without even glancing at the projection.
Completely outrageous!!!
Wang Keru watched Gu Anxi, her hands clenched tightly, her expression somewhat distorted. She hadn’t felt this way in a long time. This was a feeling she used to experience only when she was Mrs. Gu—being the center of attention, envied by everyone!
Qin Han squeezed her hand and smiled. "Anxi is really making us proud."
A mist instantly clouded Wang Keru’s eyes. If Anxi could continue to be this outstanding, would I finally garner respect in the Qin family? Would I win the old patriarch’s special regard? The child I, Wang Keru, raised isn’t in any way inferior to that servant’s child!
While Wang Keru was feeling emotional, Qin Siling glanced in her direction, humming softly with an air of dismissal. Qin Siling recalled Wanqing mentioning that a Professor Gao had recommended her for an auction at Jiaxing. This was a very tempting prospect for Qin Siling.
Jiaxing Auction House was an industry leader in the arts. If Wanqing could gain a foothold in Beicheng, it would greatly benefit the Qin family’s entry into the Beicheng market.
She had long informed her father and grandfather about these potential benefits. Therefore, Qin Han and the old patriarch prized Shen Wanqing highly. Gu Anxi’s minor triumph couldn’t change anything.
Meanwhile, Gu Anxi had finished her speech, and the auditorium erupted in applause.
The leaders from Qingcheng felt particularly proud. The professors from Qing University were also beaming, feeling that Gu Anxi had brought great honor to their institution.
With English skills like hers and her stunning looks, who would dare look down on Qing University now?
After the foreign guests departed, classmates from her American Studies sophomore class, Class Two, all gathered around, each one sincerely praising Gu Anxi.
"[Gu Anxi, your English is amazing!]"
"[Yeah! Could you help me with my spoken English sometime? I always mess it up.]"
Wang Qin came over, his young face slightly red, "Actually, Gu Anxi has always been happy to help others."
The classmates all chattered excitedly, their eyes filled with admiration for Gu Anxi.
Shen Wanqing stood there, her fingernails digging into her palms, her face tight with restrained hatred. Gu Anxi. It’s always Gu Anxi! Why must I live in her shadow, from childhood all the way to adulthood?