From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables-Chapter 529 - : 247 Essence (One More)_2
Chapter 529: 247 Essence (One More)_2
Ming Jing couldn’t help but curve her lips into a smile.
Thinking of Luo Ziyin’s stunning beauty, Zhao Ninghan’s flawless double eyelids, and Mo Ning and Duan Xiaoxiao, she held back.
“Oh, Nana, my cousin has a strange quirk, he doesn’t like the same old plastic surgery templates and prefers to be creative. He won’t accept any suggestions,” Ming Jing said.
Mao Nana snorted to herself, eager to see if this plastic surgeon named Liu Suifeng was as good as Liu Muxue claimed.
Liu Muxue had given her cousin a free advertisement, and she was in a surprisingly good mood. She looked up at Ming Jing, and under the light, the girl’s facial features were perfect. Perfection sometimes seemed unreal, but not for Ming Jing. The gentle compassion in her brows and eyes perfectly dissolves the cold and distant beauty of mountaintop flowers, which could never compare to the warmth and appeal of worldly fireworks.
“Ming Jing, just don’t let my cousin see you, or he’ll shamelessly pester you.” Liu Muxue was deeply touched by this.
Ming Jing shook her head and smiled.
“So, you guys have joined the national training team. Are you going to have exams next?” Mao Nana was not very familiar with this aspect. She was a poor student when she was in school, and now she was sitting among the top learners. Mao Nana thought she would feel anxious if she was over a decade younger and sitting among this bunch of people.
Ming Jing nodded: “The students who enter the national training team will participate in the next three rounds of IMO selection, which will last for three days.”
Today was November 10th, they would rest for two days, and the exam would start on the 13th and end on the 15th.
“There were 60 of you in the training team, right? How many will be chosen in the end?”
“Six.”
“Six?” Mao Nana exclaimed in shock, “That’s a 10-to-1 ratio! That’s too cruel!”
The six students selected will represent the country in international competition next July.
“Do well on the exam, and I’m sure you’ll make it. I’ll throw a big party for you when that happens,” Mao Nana said.
Those who entered the training team were all one in a million talents, and even Ming Jing was not absolutely sure she would make it. All she could do was give it her best shot.
All along the way, her mentality had been stable. If she was always focused on the result, her mindset would be imbalanced. In the end, there will always be a result, either good or bad. She would let it be and focus on the present, taking each step along the way well.
Mao Nana knew better than to drag them into her world of food, drink, and play. These were all top students who needed to focus on exams. After dinner, Mao Nana had the driver take everyone back to the hotel.
Xie Zhen and Zhao Heng had their flight back to Jiangzhou the next morning. Xie Zhen looked at Ming Jing with some reluctance.
This trip to Jingzhou was an unforgettable memory for her.
With trepidation, Xie Zhen asked, “Ming Jing… Are we friends?”
Ming Jing smiled gently and said, “Why wouldn’t we be friends?”
Xie Zhen laughed, tears in her eyes, and resolved herself.
She would try her best to catch up with Ming Jing and hopefully reunite with her in a top university next year.
Good friends would inspire her to move forward, while bad friends would only drag her back into the mire.
Having seen the vast expanse of the outside world, she finally realized how shallow she had been before.’
“Well, if I have questions and want to ask you, you… won’t think I’m bothering you?”
“I won’t.” Under the light, the girl smiled gently.
“You can come to me anytime.”
Xie Zhen rubbed her nose, “But, am I really worthy…?”
Ming Jing patted her shoulder and said softly, “Don’t belittle yourself. You are you, the one and only.”
Xie Zhen left with teary eyes.
Ming Jing stood in the doorway for a while, about to turn back into her room when Hu Qing came over and said, “Ms. Ming Jing, a girl named Zhu Xiangxiang in the hall says she’s your friend and wants to see you.”
Ming Jing paused for a moment, then said, “Bring her over.”
Zhu Xiangxiang walked into the presidential suite and saw Ming Jing sitting on the sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window, a book spread out on her knees. The dim yellow light emitted a peaceful and soft glow. The girl sitting under the light seemed as delicate as an exquisite painting.
Zhu Xiangxiang approached cautiously, “Ming Jing, I have something to tell you. That night when I left the police station, I saw Li Qingzhuo taking Xue An away. Later, I realized that Xue An was also involved in Liang Yanran’s death. Just now, news came out about Liang Xiaohong committing suicide in the detention center out of fear. I’m worried that these two incidents may be related and might harm you.”
