Song Meien felt like she was shaking unsatisfactorily, and even a trace of cold sweat broke out on her back.

There is no way she can finish this speech without writing it!

"Now, I would like to invite the student representative of Sacred Heart College, Song Meien, to give a speech at the conference." Seeing that she remained silent, the host thought that she had not heard the password clearly, and hurriedly repeated it to the audience with a wireless microphone.

At this moment, Song Meien wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in! That manuscript disappeared at such a critical moment, could God just feel sorry for her like this?!

Perhaps she was too panicked, but Song Meien unexpectedly pushed the microphone to her mouth...

She wanted to make this speech based on her impressions, although this idea was so naive that it left people speechless. But what else could she do? Anyway, it would be death to get the wrong manuscript, and it would be death to hold on.

When she opened her mouth, she realized that when she was highly nervous, her mind was completely blank. It was extremely difficult for her to recall even one word, let alone a sentence.

Song Meien finally decided to give up. In full view of everyone, she hurried down the stage and gestured to the frowning Student Union President Nan Yuan Jifeng. Nan Yuan walked over calmly and looked at her with confusion.

"What happened?"

"Manuscript! Manuscript... I got it wrong!" Song Meien pointed to the stack of A4 paper in her hand. "I don't know what happened, but it suddenly turned into these things."

"Can't you finish it without writing it?"

She shook her head timidly.

The guests and students in the audience were already in awe, and the host didn't know whether to skip the speech or continue to wait. The atmosphere in the entire auditorium suddenly became very cold and chilling.

The most unbearable thing for Nan Yuan Jifeng was to slip up at the critical moment, but with his cultivation, he would certainly not say anything accusatory to her at such a moment. So, he just said "Leave it to me" and said to her

The host walked away.

At this moment, Song Jingnan appeared out of nowhere. She blocked Nan Yuan Jifeng's path and whispered something in his ear. Song Meien saw the senior's eyebrows stretched and immediately nodded at her sister.

nodded.

Song Jingnan gracefully stepped onto the podium in the auditorium and smiled elegantly at the audience.

"Hello, distinguished guests, teachers, and students. I am very happy that you can attend today's charity donation meeting co-organized by Sacred Heart and x enterprise..."

Song Meien stared blankly at her free and easy sister on the podium, with an indescribable feeling in her heart. That feeling was both lucky and envious. It could be seen that 70% of Song Jingnan was acting on the spot, and that

Thirty percent is the content in the manuscript.

She silently glanced at Nan Yuan Jifeng...

The eyes that looked at my sister were clearly full of deep appreciation.

Song Meien clenched her hands and suddenly felt her nose was sore. She usually didn't like to cry, but today, she felt extremely sad. It wasn't because she couldn't speak at the conference, nor because she was jealous of her sister's ability, but because she felt...

From now on, senior Nan Yuan will definitely look at her differently.

Song Meien, who was extremely sad, had no time to think about the manuscript.

Why did the speech I had been holding suddenly turn into something else? Maybe I was careless!

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