Bai Jinye stood up from the chair and walked to the door. As soon as he went out, his eyes met a familiar face.

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The grade director patted Yan Zhao on the shoulder and introduced her to her agent: "This is the most outstanding child in our school. She will lead Bai Jinye to complete the National Day President's podium speech tomorrow."

The agent is very good at communicating with children of this age and asked kindly: "What do you call my classmate?"

The girl smiled politely and replied gracefully: "Hello, my name is Yan Zhao."

The manager was full of admiration. Not only was this girl beautiful, but she also behaved well at a young age and was full of aura. She must have come from a well-educated and intellectual family. People even had the urge to recruit her as a trainee.

The agent extended his hand respectfully, and Yan Zhao also extended his hand, revealing a hand covered with henna, and shook it with him.

Both the agent and the teacher looked at Yan Zhao with satisfaction. Who wouldn't like such a good child? Let her partner with Bai Jinye to give a speech on stage and establish a domineering personality to get twice the result with half the effort.

After greeting the elders, Yan Zhao turned to Bai Jinye, with a smile that seemed to be welded to his face. His mouth was smiling, but his eyes were cold: "Hello, classmate."

Bai Jinye looked down at the hands she stretched out, in a daze and did not respond.

"Bai Jinye?" the manager called out. Seeing that he didn't move, he pushed him again: "Why don't you thank the teacher quickly? The teacher wrote the speech specially for you."

Bai Jinye still didn't answer. His dark pupils were staring at Yan Zhao's nails without blinking, and his thick eyebrows were slightly wrinkled.
Chapter completed!