How I Tamed My Wolfish Husband Back in 80s
Chapter 267 - 269: In-house Decision_1

Chapter 267: Chapter 269: In-house Decision_1

Lv Qian: "Ma Hongxiang must have cursed you, right? Of the four great beauties, three bring disaster with their beauty. One has a life full of misfortune."

Ma Hongxiang panicked: "Nonsense! Li Qiao, I wasn’t cursing you, I sincerely praised your beauty." She knew she shouldn’t have gone out with Lv Qian, who always tried to stir up trouble.

Li Qiao: "I know you had simple intentions."

Old Mrs. Qin couldn’t help but interject, "Ancient women weren’t as free as modern ones. They had to be with whoever took them, and when a man’s career faltered, he blamed the woman, claiming she was a disaster with her beauty—a forced accusation. Or maybe it wasn’t the men but the ugly women jealous of the pretty ones who said this. You’re a college student, a woman yourself, yet you harbor such deep misconceptions about women. I wonder what kind of education you received."

Li Qiao secretly admired her. Her grandmother’s views hardly differed from those of educated people decades later.

She even had a touch of feminism.

Lv Qian was left speechless and slinked away.

Ma Hongxiang asked, "What performance are you doing?"

Li Qiao: "Sword dance, want to see it?"

"Sure, I’ve got nothing else going on."

Ma Hongxiang followed Li Qiao and her group to the selection venue.

It was the school’s conference center, capable of holding five hundred people.

Li Qiao spotted Xue Sufen sitting in the front row at first glance, with Jiang Wanqiu and Old Mr. Xue by her side.

Professor Xue was there too, fiddling with a camera alongside Xue Jingyi.

Behind them sat a row of girls.

They whispered among themselves, no doubt discussing the two of them.

....

Seniors didn’t participate in the show, so the department started selections with the juniors.

There were singers, dancers, piano players.

Old Mrs. Qin whispered, "You wouldn’t guess these students had such talents just from seeing them walk by. How do their parents educate them? Right, Qiaoqiao?" In her youth, her family was quite well-off, but her parents never thought to hire teachers for the arts, and with reading and writing taking up most of the time, there wasn’t any left to learn anything else.

Li Qiao: "...." Was she implying something about her?

She pretended not to hear.

Just then, the announcer brought up her performance: Li Qiao of the 1976 Mathematics and Physics Class 3, sword dance.

Li Qiao quickly ran backstage, handed over the tape to the student in charge of the music, confirmed the piece, and prepared.

Jiang Wanqiu’s heart skipped a beat at Li Qiao’s appearance; she was stunning: "Sufen, you’re in trouble now. Look at Li Qiao’s outfit. Even before starting, she’s already outshined everyone. Look at the judges; they can’t take their eyes off her."

Jiang Wanqiu and Xue Lingqing were separated by Old Mr. Xue and Xue Jingyi. She leaned over and said to Xue Lingqing, "Lingqing, pay close attention during Sufen’s performance."

Xue Lingqing: "With so many people around, why bring this up now?"

Jiang Wanqiu then held back.

As the music started, Li Qiao and Qin Jin immediately got into character.

Their movements were clean and decisive, and the clash of swords gave off a feeling of sheer exhilaration over struggles and vendettas.

Xue Jingyi, camera in hand, snapped away. After Li Qiao left the stage, he said, "It’s over."

Old Mr. Xue: "What’s over? Qiaoqiao and Jin’s performance was creative, more interesting than the singing and dancing before. Look at their agility; it’s even better than mine when I was young." He was visibly excited.

Xue Jingyi glanced guiltily at Xue Sufen. He’d been so focused on photographing Li Qiao and Qin Jin that he’d used up all his film.

Was there still time to buy more?

After placating Old Mr. Xue, he turned to Xue Lingqing for help: "Uncle, could you find some film for me to borrow?"

"Can’t find any, and I just remembered something else I need to do. Gotta go."

Xue Jingyi: "..."

Xue Sufen: "Uncle, aren’t you going to watch my performance?"

"I’ll watch it on the school’s anniversary," said Xue Lingqing.

Xue Sufen understood that her program was selected because he had arranged it.

She couldn’t help but smirk with pride.

Li Qiao’s performance was stunning, and whenever Qin Jin appeared, he became the center of attention, just like the handsome and unruly male protagonist with exceptional martial arts abilities in a wuxia novel.

But so what? With her uncle there, he would definitely be biased towards her at the critical moment.

...

After their performance, Li Qiao and Qin Jin went to the restroom. When coming out, Li Qiao caught a glimpse of Xue Lingqing and called out loudly, "Professor Xue." She jogged forward.

Xue Lingqing lowered his eyelashes, "Is something the matter?"

Li Qiao asked with a flattering smile, "Could you help ask about the performance rankings later? I want to know where I stand."

"Sure," Xue Lingqing agreed readily.

Li Qiao had just thanked him when

"Qiaoqiao, hello to you, Professor Xue."

Li Qiao turned around and saw Qin Jin had come up to her.

Xue Lingqing’s gaze swept over Qin Jin. The young man was dressed in black, tall and slender, with finely carved handsome features. His hands were crossed over his chest, and he casually held two prop swords, exuding a languid poise. He had to admit, Qin Jin and Li Qiao matched well.

He praised half-heartedly, "I saw your swordplay just now. You must be very skilled."

"Haha, so-so," Qin Jin laughed heartily. "I just don’t know if it’ll help Qiaoqiao earn some credits."

"Probably," Xue Lingqing said.

The two chatted idly for a few moments before parting ways.

Cao Liwan approached, her gaze lingering on Qin Jin before speaking to Li Qiao, "What did you say to Professor Xue? Is this student not from our class? Did you find someone from outside the school to be your partner?"

"Just greeting Professor Xue. He is my classmate from the first year."

Cao Liwan didn’t believe her, "There are only three classes in the ’78 math and science majors, and I was in charge of welcoming the freshmen. How come I never saw him?"

"You were responsible for welcoming all the new students? I’ve never seen you either, and the first year isn’t just math and science majors." Li Qiao walked away.

Qin Jin followed closely behind.

Cao Liwan suspected there was something fishy. Li Qiao’s looks had made him famous in the school the previous year, and she had already heard of him. She was surprised to find at the start of school that he had been assigned to their class, having supposedly skipped a grade with all A’s. If an equally outstanding young man was with him, it was impossible for the other students not to talk, right?

She caught up with Xue Lingqing to inquire, "Professor Xue, I suspect that the student with Li Qiao is from outside the school. She said he’s a student from our university’s first year. Have you seen him?"

Xue Lingqing replied, "I have seen him."

With that, Cao Liwan’s doubts were dispelled. She bid farewell to Xue Lingqing and headed back to the venue. As she approached the entrance, she saw Qin Jin again. He stood in front of two female students, looking impatient, and it was unclear what he had said to them, but they walked away with their heads down.

She examined the beautiful dance dress that cloaked her body.

Raising her head and puffing out her chest, she walked up confidently, "Hello, you remember me, don’t you? We just met. What’s your name? Want to be pen pals?"

"Get lost!" Qin Jin said coldly.

Cao Liwan: "..." She choked and retorted, "You’re so rude."

Qin Jin replied, "You have manners coming over here shamelessly looking for men to be pen pals?" Don’t think he couldn’t tell; she had been hostile towards his wife just now.

Cao Liwan stomped away angrily.

Qin Jin stood there for a while before walking back to the selection venue to sit by Li Qiao’s side.

Li Qiao asked, "Didn’t you say you were going home to buy groceries and cook?"

Qin Jin replied, "I don’t want to go back anymore." Every few steps some girl would stop him seeking to be pen pals. It was better to walk with her.

At this moment, Xue Sufen went on stage to play the flute. He remarked, "Doesn’t sound good at all."

Old Mrs. Qin commented, "It sounds quite nice though. Sufen is also a talented girl."

Qin Jin said, "Virtue does not match the post."

Old Mrs. Qin, not pleased, said, "How has Sufen offended you? Are you asking for a beating?"