âYou are wrong, senior sister.â Wen Ying was too lazy to be polite, she gave Lu Jiamei a sneer. âDonât you think so, senior sister Lu? There are some things that senior sister doesnât know, and yet you donât know how to tell people clearly?â
Lu Jiameiâs expression was stiff.
She did not get together until Shan Yao broke up with the other party, but they knew each other before that. She approached Shan Yao with an impure purpose.
Itâs not she didnât know that she had a problem doing so, but was anxious for revenge, which made her subconsciously ignore the idea that was not good for her. In addition, she learned that the other party had actually retaliated against her. Once she was locked in the womenâs toilet, and the test papers left in the library were torn, all of which were done by the other party. She didnât mention them to Shan Yao, and the debt in her heart disappeared with the evil that the other party had done.
However, even if the idea was only known to herself, she could definitely refute it. she couldnât look straight at Wen Yingâs eyes. She chose to smile blandly, âWhat does junior sister want to say? Letâs talk about it next time. Today is the school anniversary, and itâs too ugly to cause drama.â
Her willingness to âtake the overall situation into considerationâ really relieved Cheng Ye.
Looking at Wen Ying again, she also glanced at herself and turned away with a slight hum. He rushed to catch up and shoved the chocolate that Shan Yao had told her ââ thatâs why he ran backstage.
âDonât look at me. Ah Yao asked me to pass it on. He said you have no appetite to eat. Eat some to replenish your strength.â
âHoly s****!â He Wei immediately became furious, âWhy donât you take it out early? Wonât it finally attack that person! Is the senior sister great! Youâll still be caught by the police if you talk like that!â
Cheng Ye laughed and said, âHarmony makes money. Harmony makes money.â He was thick-skinned, and was blinded by the stares of his junior sister. Instead, he asked Wen Ying, âAre you coming on stage after Jiamei? What do you want to perform?â
âDance.â
His eyes showed sympathy, âThis program is not well arranged. How can dance programs be put together? Isnât it too stressful?â
Wen Ying didnât care about him. She just had a fight and wasted some time. Now she has to compete against time to style herself. It was not long before she was called to wait, and the next program was her. Lu Jiamei received warm applause for her ballet in front of her. Even people backstage murmured next to her, âWhat a temperament! Senior sister Lu is worthy of being a goddess.â
âItâs true that the temperament of girls is really important. I donât think anyone in school can compare with her.â
The audience below the stage, not to mention that ballet makes peopleâs body lines soft and prolonged, which can best reflect peopleâs temperament. Lu Jiamei has her own experience, and every move seems to tell her story, attracting peopleâs eyes, engaging people, and immersing people.
Shan Yao came late, but he happened to see Lu Jiameiâs dance. The classmates next to him gave him thumbs up and praised him for his good fortune.
But he turned his head and asked Cheng Ye, âDid you send the item yet?â
âI donât understand you.â Cheng Ye spread out his hand. âI sent it. I saw she took a few mouthfuls before leaving.â
âEn, thatâs good then.â
âBut when I was leaving, I saw a junior school brother come to look for her and brought food with him. He looked young and didnât wear a school uniform. I donât know if he was from our school. There were many people watching the program in other schools todayâŚâŚâ
In the middle of his speech, he found that Shan Yaoâs face was not quite right, and immediately observed and stopped.
Shan Yao subconsciously wanted to get a cigarette box, but Cheng Ye pestered him. âWhat are you being crazy for? The old class is still there. Donât die. Besides, the next program is your dear junior school sisterâŚâŚâ
When they were talking, the lights on the stage suddenly dimmed, and then âsnappedâ, a single beam of light shone on the person in the center of the stage, and the voice of breathing back immediately came from the stage!
The girl was dressed in an exotic style. She was dressed in a fishtail skirt. The warm red color was like a warm flame. The waist of the skirt was hung with silver ornaments with ringing bells. The upper body was a mesh top of the same color, revealing a white and flat belly in the middle. As the exotic music sounded, her belly was soft and turned like a wave.