Previously, people watched a clip of Di Mingjue’s interview, which was followed by segnts from a few other competitors, and then it was Shen Yilan’s turn.
Di Xiaxia and Di Jinxuan, who were squatting next to the television, were instantly flabbergasted. Was this woman out of her mind?
By saying such things, their third brother would be so embarrassed if he couldn’t win the championship in the future.
Her comnts placed even greater attention on Di Mingjue, with high expectations. If he didn’t win, it would be quite ridiculous.
Di Jinxuan was so angry that she threw her chips at the TV and couldn’t help but curse, "Has she lost her mind?"
The reporters who were in the middle of the interviews also had their thoughts spinning, aiming to dig deeper.
Excited, one of them asked, "Oh, does Miss Shen know Mr. Di?"
"Yes," Shen Yilan nodded slightly, with a hint of pride, "Mr. Di is sowhat my senior. We attended the sa university and represented our school in the Rubik’s Cube competition five years ago, where we partnered up and won the championship in the mixed doubles event."
The pride and joy on Shen Yilan’s face were undeniable, and of course, it was sothing to be proud of.
But if it was a mixed doubles event, that ant they worked together, right?
The reporters imdiately beca more excited and wanted to ask more questions, but they hesitated, as such inquiries were a bit sensitive.
However, this nonchalantly left an air of mystery.
A man and a woman who partnered up to win a championship five years ago, and now the man was with his wife and the woman was on her own—was there so untold lodramatic story in-between?
Nonetheless, this was just speculation. After all, this was a sports event, not a celebrity gossip column; the public focus was not really on that aspect.
But there were so eager reporters, so one went up and asked Di Mingjue, "Excuse , Mr. Di, in the mixed doubles event of the Rubik’s Cube competition five years ago, did you win the championship with Miss Shen Yilan?"
Di Mingjue was not particularly surprised and simply nodded, candidly affirming, "Yes."
"Will you two be partnering up again this ti?"
The reporter asked, considering their past collaboration, they naturally might have a better understanding of each other.
"That’s not clear at the mont, everything will be decided by the National Gas’ arrangents."
Di Mingjue responded emotionlessly, showing no significant reaction.
His answer was very official, as the topic was rely about whether or not there would be collaboration in the sports event; his response warranted nothing unusual.
But then a reporter suddenly asked, "Will your wife mind?"
Gu Qibao was taken aback for a mont, then responded with a mocking smile, not taking the question seriously at all and frankly saying, "Not at all."
Her smile was radiant, her eyes full of certainty, and without any additional elaboration or explanation, her succinct "Not at all" shut down any source of gossip.
The reporter had nothing left to ask, or rather, couldn’t proceed any further. After all, when soone says they don’t mind, you can’t really ask if they’re worried about potential issues arising from the partnership, can you?
The ti was just right, as the interview session concluded and the broadcast ended there.
But the banquet continued without a live broadcast, and the journalists paused their interviews—after all, this was the Golden Palace, not an interview with a sports celebrity.
The topics naturally could not be too invasive, focusing mainly on the athletes’ feelings about the competition and such matters.
The journalists one by one left the hall as they were not entitled to dine in this banquet hall.
What remained were the Rubik’s Cube contestants, the Empire Rubik’s Cube Association, and people from the National Gas.
It was essentially a ti for exchanging experiences and sharing insights.
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