Subtle Non-Bud

Chapter 1985: 1921: A Little Sleazy


Chapter 1985: Chapter 1921: A Little Sleazy


When they saw Chiang Xiao, many men’s eyes lit up.


All they could think was, what a beautiful little Eastern girl!


However, some people were very disdainful.


Just a snotty little brat, actually daring to come here and compete with them.


Even if she had started learning from her mother’s womb, she couldn’t compare to them, could she?


Moreover, in a poor and backward country like China, where is there any artistic atmosphere? Where are the great famous painters?


Who could she have learned from?


This kind of young girl, who knows what’s wrong with Mr. Wen Li, insisting on letting her sign up and come here to be on equal footing with them.


Oh no, they’re not even on equal footing; isn’t it said she already has a room?


They were all still waiting for the first-round competition, and she had already moved in.


Someone lowered their voice, somewhat sleazy, and whispered to the person next to them, “Could it be that Mr. Wen Li has a thing for this, so he found an excuse to get her here, and tonight he’s going to sleep with this little girl on his stomach?”


These words were extremely sleazy.


Apart from the man next to him, no one else heard it.


The man who heard it also felt a somewhat perverse thrill, and the two leaned in close, sizing up Chiang Xiao’s figure, and began to laugh maliciously.


Although Chiang Xiao couldn’t hear what they were saying, their looks and those hidden-meaning laughs were easily understood.


She felt a bit disgusted.


Not everyone is filthy, but undeniably, there are scumbags in every industry and field.


She lowered her gaze.


Suddenly thought of the Talisman Diagram.


Out of so many Talisman Diagrams, there must be some she could use for attack.


Maybe she should study this further tonight.


See if there’s a way to vent her anger when encountering such people.


There was a phrase circulating online before: if you’re bitten by a dog, you can’t bite the dog back, can you?


But she thought, if bitten by a dog, just pick up a stick to beat it, why bite back?


“Is this the Eastern genius that Mr. Wen Li values so much?” Wilson sat in his seat, glancing sideways, and asked nonchalantly, “Hey, what’s your name?”


Chiang Xiao raised an eyebrow when she saw him.


It’s him, huh.


So that’s it.


Wasn’t this the person who deliberately bumped into Teacher Liu at the park to block our view?


Chiang Xiao originally thought he was just a jerk, the kind who feels uneasy without bullying someone, but seeing him here, she suddenly understood.


He just didn’t want her to see that scenery that day.


Plus, this person somewhat understands Chinese.


She said calmly, “Hasn’t anyone told you that when asking for someone’s name, you should introduce yourself first?”


She said this in Chinese, also to confirm if he really understood it.


It turned out Wilson indeed pulled a mocking smile, “Hey, little girl, these are all adults here. Did your parents teach you to be humble and listen to adults?”


It seems he really is quite the smooth talker.


And he really can understand Chinese.


Chiang Xiao also pulled a mocking smile and switched to English, “Have you ever heard of the saying, reciprocity?”


“Haha, I’m not interested in your country’s culture. You all should learn from us. Your English is really good right now, doesn’t that mean you think our language is better than yours?”