"Ye Xuan, at this point, are you still unwilling to give up? Thinking you can rescue this awkward situation with just a phone call—it's truly naive."
Some students snorted coldly, expressing their dissatisfaction with Ye Xuan.
"Indeed! Does this guy really believe he's a genius? Clearly a Yan Country native, yet he insists on competing with a true Lu Country native on Lu language proficiency. Isn't this a self-inflicted humiliation?"
Other students sneered contemptuously.
To them, no matter how impressive Ye Xuan was, it had nothing to do with them. But if they could witness Ye Xuan humiliated, embarrassed, or even disgraced, they'd be overjoyed.
Such people are common in life; they can't stand seeing others succeed.
Despite their dissatisfaction and mockery, Ye Xuan turned a deaf ear and quietly made his phone call.
When the number was dialed, the signal was transmitted from Beihai Country to a distant satellite, then to Lu Country.
