Chapter 69: Chen Chen, You’re Jiang Li’s Ideal Type

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Chen Xi felt like she had overestimated herself. Chen Yuan and Qiao Nian only came in out of recommendation, so she didn’t think she would lose at all. Without hesitation, she immediately agreed.

“Okay! I’ll do as you say!”

With that said, she picked up her materials and smirked mockingly at her. “Teacher Shen, I’m waiting for you to give me the most outstanding cla.s.s t.i.tle!”

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The quarrel between the two form teachers quickly spread throughout the school.

In Cla.s.s B, Zhao Jingwei was the first to receive the news. As soon as she heard about it, she ran to share the good news with Qiao Chen, as if she had just won the lottery. “Chen Chen, Teacher Chen and Cla.s.s A’s form teacher are fighting with each other. They bet that if our cla.s.s loses in this time’s exam, Teacher Chen will apologize to Cla.s.s A. If Cla.s.s A loses, then we’ll be Cla.s.s A in the future. Let’s see what Qiao Nian can do now.”

While sorting out information, Qiao Chen smiled upon hearing this. It was indeed good news. She raised a slight smile and said gently, “I hope we can win.”

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Zhao Jingwei didn’t even need to think about it. “Cla.s.s A has two people dragging the average down, we can definitely win. By the way, Chen Chen, are you planning to partic.i.p.ate in the draft for the TV show?”

Looking at the various certificates of honor on Qiao Chen’s desk, she said enviously, “You’re so lucky. Chen Chen, you can actually be interviewed on the same show as Jiang Li.”

The Qiao Family was rich, and after recommending Qiao Chen to Ren Yi, Qiao Weimin had spent even more money on her to obtain the t.i.tle of the most beautiful Ren Yi candidate.

Qiao Chen already had an online account, which she usually liked to share some delicious and fun stuff on, plus some carefully selected selfies with good angles.

She was good-looking and had deliberately created the illusion of a positive and rich second-generation, attracting many followers online.

This time, the most beautiful candidate had been hyped up, and she had more or less become a mini Internet celebrity.

Some TV programs had even invited her because of her popularity. The program Qiao Chen was partic.i.p.ating in was a talk show that mainly focused on current hot spots.

It was said that Jiang Li would come to the issue too!

Jiang Li was the dream of thousands of young girls. For three consecutive years, he had been ranked first on the list of the most wanted men to marry in the entertainment industry. He was groundbreaking handsome, and his personality was incredibly warm and manly, making many girls swoon over him.

Zhao Jingwei was also Jiang Li’s diehard fan and had his posters pasted everywhere at home. She almost chased after every one of his trips.

“Since you’re partic.i.p.ating in the same show, you can get close to Jiang Li, right?” She glanced at Qiao Chen anxiously and said sourly, “Brother said before that he likes the girl-next-door vibes, and especially wants a good-looking, obedient, and gentle sister. Chen Chen, you’re exactly his ideal type. What if he falls in love with you at first sight? You can’t forget about Senior Fu Ge.”

Jiang Li… No matter how good Jiang Li was, he was still just a celebrity, nowhere as good as Brother Fu Ge’s family background.

However, if the top celebrity was in love with her and treated her as a sister, she could really show off. Qiao Chen thought about the scene, lowered her eyelids, and gathered the arrogance in her eyes. “Don’t worry, if I have the chance, I’ll ask him for an autograph,” she comforted gently.

Zhao Jingwei no longer felt depressed and jumped up in joy. “Really?”

“Really.”

She grabbed Qiao Chen’s hand as if she had already obtained the autograph. “Jiang Li likes your vibe, you’ll definitely get it!”

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At the same time.

Cla.s.s A also received the news.

Compared to the euphoria in Cla.s.s B, the atmosphere in Cla.s.s A was downturn and terrible.

Only Qiao Nian didn’t seem to notice it.

She had slept late yesterday finis.h.i.+ng the things she had promised Wei Lou. It was already 3 pm, and she had been in school ever since 7 am. Her eyes were bloodshot from lack of sleep.