Chapter 1256: Who Are You Calling Old Hua

Chapter 1256: Chapter 1256: Who Are You Calling Old Hua

His features are quite deep, just his skin tone is dark.

Looking at their team, Hua Ciyue whispered to Huo Jiarong, "Why do I think they all look the same? I can’t tell who is who at all."

"I can’t tell either," Huo Jiarong whispered.

"And did you notice?" Shang Heyue said, "There’s not a single female contestant in their team."

From mentors to contestants, not a single female.

"India is notorious for its low status of women, lacking social respect, and often suffering various harms," Huo Jiarong said. "I guess even if someone wanted to sign up, they wouldn’t let them join. Or maybe there are very few female chefs, or even none at all, in their industry."

"That’s true, I’ve seen news about many women victims, making me feel scared whenever I see men from over there," Shang Heyue whispered.

At this time, people from India were also approaching.

Although they couldn’t understand, the group stopped talking.

Guo Wenbo exchanged some false pleasantries with the opposing mentor.

The contestants on the other side were also looking at Changping’s contestants.

When they saw that there were actually three female contestants in Changping’s team.

The Indian team was whispering too.

"Hua Country is really consistent, always having women in every competition. This is simply an insult to us."

"Are they out of people? Still want women to compete?"

"Their women love to show off and think they can compete with men."

"Though they are quite pretty," someone looked at Ye Fei and the others from head to toe, "just a bit flat."

"One has a nice figure," someone looked at Ye Fei, "it’s the fifth one from the left."

They seemed to comment leisurely, not worried about the competition at all.

It seemed like they didn’t consider Changping’s people as opponents and were confident enough they could beat them.

Since they weren’t close, and the people from India spoke very softly with a strong accent despite speaking English, Changping’s people couldn’t really hear what they were saying.

They just saw them talking quietly, knowing they were conversing.

"Why do their gazes suddenly seem sleazy?" Zhou Junhao, always attentive, frowned and said, "We need to protect Sister Hua and the others, I think they’re looking at our girls."

The boys quickly surrounded Ye Fei and the others tightly.

Hua Ciyue even reached out and pinched Zhou Junhao’s back: "Who are you calling Sister Hua! Call me ’Jiao Sister’!"

"Ouch!" Zhou Junhao cried out softly from the pain, "I’m protecting you and you repay kindness with enmity."

Tian Pengpo, hearing Zhou Junhao’s reminder, immediately sharpened his gaze, focusing on the Indian team.

Sure enough, several people were casting sneaky and wicked glances, clearly looking towards Ye Fei and the others.

Tian Pengpo instantly recalled all those bad news regarding India.

He didn’t hold back and shouted, "What are you looking at! Show some respect!"

Tian Pengpo spoke in English, thoughtfully making it easier for them to understand.

His shout attracted everyone’s attention.

The Indian contestants were immediately displeased: "What nonsense are you spouting? Is this your hospitality?"

The Indian lead mentor also questioned Guo Wenbo and Ye Huasong furiously: "Why are your contestants so rude to us? Or are your contestants so noble they can’t even be looked at? Are your contestants aristocrats? Do they follow caste rules?"

"If that’s the case, our contestants are not ordinary either," the short and chubby Indian mentor said, "If they can’t even be looked at, then how can we compete?"

Guo Wenbo looked at Tian Pengpo: "What’s going on?"

He didn’t immediately blame anyone.

Changping’s contestants have never been arrogant.

"Their gazes were inappropriate, they kept sizing up the girls on our side," Tian Pengpo said in English.

Ye Huasong noticed that the boys had long changed positions, surrounding the girls protectively.

Ye Huasong’s face immediately clouded, and she said coldly, "Don’t bring your Indian cultural customs to our Hua Country! We don’t follow your ways here. Coming to compete here, show some respect to our women!"

Ye Huasong also had no good impression of this group, especially noting that when she spoke, some contestants still showed disdain, some had frivolous glances, and others arrogant looks, all lacking respect.

Ye Huasong was even angrier, directly saying coldly to the short, chubby mentor: "Either show some respect, or we’ll report this directly to the association. We won’t accept opponents of such conduct."

"We’ll also make your words and actions public," Guo Wenbo said, "let the world know about your conduct."

Especially now when feminists around the world are constantly protesting, fighting, and voicing for gender equality.

The things happening in Indian already make people disdain, if anything happens again, it would really be a disgrace.

The short and chubby mentor finally bowed his head, turning back to scold: "What’s wrong with you! Behave yourselves when you’re out! Don’t disgrace India!"

Someone muttered, "Looking won’t hurt me."

"Dressed like that, isn’t it meant to be looked at?"

"Hua Country people, what’s there to be arrogant about."

"Anyone who says another word won’t perform!" the mentor warned quietly, "If you’re that dissatisfied, then crush them in the competition! Use your skills to crush them, win the match, and then I won’t care how you boast or insult them!"

Upon hearing this, everyone finally calmed down.

"They don’t understand the rules, but it wasn’t intentional, you misunderstand." The short chubby mentor explained falsely.

"I know there are some bad news, but don’t view my contestants with prejudice," the short chubby mentor said.

Guo Wenbo and Ye Huasong internally scoffed, not taking his words seriously.

Guo Wenbo invited them in for introductions.

It turned out the short and chubby mentor was named Sharuk, the particularly thin one was Li Tike, and the medium-build one was Kadidal.

Guo Wenbo explained the rules as he and Ye Huasong had discussed.

Thus, both teams sent representatives to draw lots.

Guo Wenbo generously let the Indian team draw first.

No matter how the draw went, the results were still under their control.

However, before that, Guo Wenbo first took India’s three mentors to the adjacent room.

Ye Huasong and other Changping teachers stayed here.

Guo Wenbo was afraid Ye Huasong might suffer being alone.

Indeed, seeing India’s disposition today, Guo Wenbo knew his concern was correct.