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98, chapter ninety-eight(2/2)

What qualifications does she have to sarcastically at Li Xingchen?

Looking up at the award certificate that was thrown aside, the big "fifth place" seemed to be silently mocking her.

All in vain.

Two years of hard work, two years of forgetting to eat and sleep, and sacrifices in other subjects in two years... are now in vain.

But she can't resent anyone.

The dream-loving admission notice was right in front of me, and it was clearly placed on her desk, but she threw it out by herself.

So proud, so disdainful, so... stupid.

Huang Yanan did not move any extra movements or even made any sounds, but the tears in her eyes couldn't stop slamming down. After a while, the new clothes she bought specifically for the award ceremony were wet.

...

Outside the door:

"The organizer has arrived. You can go there first in my room." Jian Xunshu looked at the closed door and finally signaled Li Xingchen and the other two to come to the interview first.

"But..." Li Xingtong looked at the door in front of her, with a hint of hesitation.

If you talk about the great hatred of Huang Yanan, it wouldn't be.

The source of everything is because Huang Yanan cares too much about this game, too much about his performance on the court, and too much value his final ranking.

Even though he still had resentment in his heart, the thought of Huang Yanan's appearance of sorrow that he was more heartbroken on the way back was a little bit weakened.

"I will persuade her well," Jian Xunshu knew Li Xingtong's concerns, "Besides, we have professional psychologists."

Needless to say, the psychologist was also arranged by Mr. Fu Qi.

For Li Xingchen, Mr. Fu Qi can be said to have considered everything that would happen during the game.

It just happened that the psychologist went to another place to buy personal supplies, so he didn't arrive as soon as possible. Now, checking the time, it's almost time to come back.

"Where is the person?" Just as Jian Xunshu was calculating time in his mind, a gentle man with a gentle voice walked in from outside the door, with a hint of anxiety on his face.

"Inside." Jian Xunshu pointed to the door.

"Then let's go first."

Li Xingtong naturally knew this psychologist. After the first day of the competition, the doctor also gave guidance to everyone and immediately felt relieved.

The people who did not forget the competition were still waiting to interview everyone and quickly said goodbye to Jian Xunshu.

"Go!" Jian Xunshu couldn't leave now, so he could only wave his hand to signal a few people to go over by himself.

The room was not far away, and none of the four people were children, so naturally there was no problem.

After a while, the four of them sat with the person who came to do the interview.

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