"You have no idea. When your family first moved here, Wu Feng met him once and came back telling me this boy was something special. But I honestly never imagined Jingcheng would be this extraordinary."
"Engineer Lin praised him like that?" Huang Ling looked slightly surprised.
Song Ying raised her eyebrows. "Of course he did. That business with Wang Yong's family-wasn't Jingcheng the one who first gave Wu Feng the idea? Honestly, this boy knows how to handle people better than plenty of adults."
The praise left Huang Ling rather embarrassed. She quietly cautioned her, "Song Ying, keep Jingcheng winning the championship a secret for me for now. Until Jingcheng comes home, I won't be able to rest easy."
Song Ying immediately patted her chest in assurance. "Don't worry, Sister Ling. I won't breathe a word. At most, I'll tell Wu Feng when I get home. I won't even tell Lin Dongzhe."
Huang Ling hurriedly said, "There's no need to go that far. Just don't bring it up to other people. You have no idea how hard my heart is still pounding. I'm so afraid Jingcheng was joking with me and I've gotten all excited for nothing."
"Oh, come on," Song Ying said, taking her hand. "Sister Ling, Jingcheng isn't the sort to joke around like that."
She shifted the conversation, then circled back. "Didn't he tell you to watch Xinwen Lianbo? Then we'll have to keep our eyes peeled. Jingcheng entered a national competition. Competitions like that make the news fastest.
"A few days ago, on Children's Day, Zhuang Yanzhou and Xiaoting performed at the Youth Palace, and they said it would be on the local TV station. I was already talking about getting a television then. Now Jingcheng might be on CCTV too. Oh, I wish I could