But she warned herself internally that she must stay calm, never show fear. If Ji Yunya could do it, so could she. Isn’t it just showing off? She can do that too.
Soon the waiter ca over with a bottle of red wine: "This is a vintage dry red wine from the AOC of France, recently rated 95 points by ’wineSpectator’. It was featured as the last issue’s ’Collector’s Choice’ in the ’Buying Guide’ column."
It sounds so high-end, Wang Xue thought to herself, what exactly is this wineSpectator? A column? Is it a professional wine magazine?
She spent all her previous days running around for scholarships and organizing school activities, how could she have ti to learn about the things only wealthy people play with.
Mo Pianpian blinked her eyes: "Is this Wen sothing sothing very powerful? They can even rate wine?" She asked the waiter standing behind Yun Ya.
Even An Ying didn’t really know what this wineSpectator was.
The waiter was new, trained and put on the job, and surely full of knowledge about these wines. Yet sohow, the waiter suddenly froze, his face turned red, and the atmosphere instantly beca awkward.
Yun Ya smiled and said, "wineSpectator, abbreviated as WS, translates to Wine Spectator in Chinese. It is currently the world’s largest wine professional publication, founded in 1976, with over 2 million readers worldwide. Its rating system, devised by a renowned expert team based on their specialties, selects over 15,000 wines from around the world for rating each year. The magazine’s wine evaluation team is mainly composed of six experienced wine critics, represented by Jas Laube. WineSpectator uses a 100-point system, starting at 50 points, divided into six levels, with the top level being 95 to 100 points, acclaid as classic and superb. Wines selected to appear in the ’Buying Guide’ are even luckier, and the so-called Collector’s Choice refers to wines with the best aging potential that develop well and are most valuable after maturing in the bottle."
The girl’s voice was charming and gentle, like an aged fine wine, each phonetic transition needed to be savored, her unhurried elegance made her appear so graceful and dignified.
The waiter looked gratefully at Yun Ya; this girl had helped her out of a jam, and what’s more, she explained everything in greater detail.
Mo Pianpian exclaid in surprise, "Wow Sister Yun Ya, you know so much."
Wang Xue secretly clenched her fist.
"Who would have thought there’s so much to consider in drinking wine, Miss Ji is truly knowledgeable and talented, I’ve learned a lot," Wang Xue said with a smile.
"Of course, Sister Yun Ya is a top student at the University of Washington, earned dual master’s degrees at the age of thirteen, far superior to those so-called lesser colleges," Mo Pianpian said with a sarcastic tone.
Wang Xue was so angry she nearly spat blood, but she suppressed her emotions to keep her composure, and smiled, "Compared to Miss Ji, I indeed pale in comparison."
"People should have self-awareness."
An Ying glared at her, "Even eating can’t shut your mouth."
"Student Wang..." An Ying began, when Wang Xue interrupted, "I’m called Wang Xue, Madam, if you don’t mind, you can call Xuexue."
"Xuexue, could you tell what foods Yuwei usually likes, which brand of costics she prefers, any habits she has?" An Ying eagerly wanted to know everything about her daughter.
Wang Xue furrowed her brows imperceptibly. Heaven knows she wasn’t even familiar with Ye Yuwei, hadn’t even t her face to face, only seen her photo on the campus forum. Who’d know what foods she liked, what brand of costics she used?
But Wang Xue was capable, having drafted up lies in her mind; studying journalism made it easy to fabricate stories without feeling burdened. She was more skilled at capturing such won’s minds, and soon the two of them were chatting intimately, with An Ying repeatedly calling her Xuexue, almost as if considering her a daughter.
"Mom, we haven’t found my sister yet, why are you being so affectionate with a stranger?" Mo Pianpian said unhappily, casting a hard glance at Wang Xue as if she were vying for the love ant for her sister.
Wang Xue lowered her head in grievance, withdrawing her hand from An Ying’s grip, softly saying, "The young lady is right, I’m just a stranger, unworthy of such kindness from Madam."
Seeing the girl’s aggrieved expression, An Ying thought of her own daughter lost outside, feeling deep sympathy, she grabbed her hand and said, "Who says you’re a stranger? Since you are Yuwei’s friend, and Yuwei relies on you for care in her studies and life, who dares call you a stranger? Pianpian just speaks bluntly, she always talks this way, don’t take it to heart."
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