"I also think it's unlikely. What's so great about Yan Yuexian? She just won a competition. There's a music competition every year, and every year there's a champion. Is it necessary to invite all the champions to join the National Studies Association?"
Yan Yuexian's friend looked at these people's faces and laughed.
"Some people just love to deceive themselves. During the competition, it was clear that Yuexian was much better than that Piggy, and yet they're here saying sour grapes."
"Acting as if their denial means Yuexian can't join the National Studies Association. Hehe."
Everyone suddenly felt slapped in the face, their faces flushed red.
They glared angrily at the speaker, but couldn't say a word in rebuttal.
Indeed, whether they admit it or not, whether Yan Yuexian can join the National Studies Association isn't up to them.
Saying those sarcastic words was just to balance their mindset.
But being called out directly, what a slap in the face.
