Chapter 3253: Sister Nian: Do You Want to Bet?

Editor: Atlas Studios

The person who spoke was a short and fat man in gla.s.ses. He immediately pushed up his gla.s.ses and sneered. “Why? Do you want to fight? This is the exhibition hall, not a field in Beijing!”

Qiao Nian frowned slightly. She finally understood where Qin Si’s urge to beat him up came from. This person really deserved a beating!

This time, Qin Si was the one afraid she would be impulsive. He pulled the girl’s arm and said patiently, “Forget it, Sister Qiao. Ignore this idiot!”

The man from the science and engineering department heard Qin Si scold him and felt it was not enough. He deliberately raised his voice and said, “I’m an idiot? Then what are you?!

“What did your Beijing bring to this weapons exhibition that made you so arrogant?”

He rubbed his nose in it and sized up the nameplate on Qin Si’s chest. He snorted. “Oh, so it’s number 18.”

Qin Si glared at him.

The short fatty tilted his head and sneered at the person beside him. “I remember that only 20 delegations are partic.i.p.ating in the weapons exhibition this time. This number is arranged according to previous years’ results, right?”

His colleagues couldn’t hold him back and could only reply awkwardly, “Yeah, I think so.”

“Tsk!”

The short fatty seemed to have caught hold of something. He turned to Qiao Nian and the others and mocked them. “In other words, your results have only been ranked third from the bottom?!

“Two delegations are partic.i.p.ating for the first time, so they have no ranking. Strictly speaking, the third from the bottom is actually the last place.

“Haha, the last place is threatening me. Should I wait and see?”

The short fatty seemed to be deliberately targeting Qiao Nian. He mainly looked at her and did not hide his disdain. “Does Master Cheng know that you’re so arrogant?”

His facial expression was one of contempt. “Or has Beijing become so bad that you can only rely on talking harshly?”

“F*ck!” Qin Si’s handsome face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. He was furious.

Qiao Nian s.h.i.+elded him as if she did not notice the whispers and mocking gazes that fell on them.

“What are we betting?”

“What is it?”

The girl looked at the short fatty with dark eyes. Her red lips curled in a lazy arc, and her aura became cold. “You’ve said so much. If you lose to us, you’ll apologize for what you just said and give up partic.i.p.ation in international compet.i.tions for three years. How about that?”

Three years—

This wasn’t too long or too short. It was enough for a person to fall into obscurity.

The short fatty did not expect her to suddenly suggest a bet. So many people were watching, and he was so confident. It seemed like he couldn’t afford to decline this time.

He stared at the girl with a dark expression. “What if you lose?”

“Up to you.” Qiao Nian smiled and raised her baseball cap, revealing her overly eye-catching and beautiful face. “But we won’t lose.”

As soon as she said this, the buzz of discussion around him became louder.

“Who is this person? Why is she so arrogant?”

“Li Xin’s team isn’t weak. They’ve always been in the top three. She took the initiative to propose a bet. If they lose later, they will cry.”

Qiao Nian did not seem to hear them. She looked straight at the short fatty who was hesitating. She raised her chin slightly and casually said, “Do you want to bet?”

Li Xin was considered a quarter Chinese biologically.

His grandfather had left Beijing. Later on, for various reasons, he stayed overseas most of the time and married a local, leaving behind a mixed-race child.