Zhang Qian saw Ning Qingyu like this for the first time, she looked very strange, she didn't understand how a girl who was not yet twenty years old could have such a cruel aura, she felt very frightened, and unconsciously took a step back.

"Qingyu, don't worry about it first, let's calm down and then think of a good way to deal with ......"

Zhang Qian stretched out her hand to take Ning Qingyu's hand, trying to comfort her, but was thrown away by the other party, and shouted loudly: "Can I not be in a hurry? Ning Qingyu can show off her power in front of me now, and if she can take down a necklace now, she will be able to snatch my connections tomorrow and snatch away what belongs to me in the Ning family! Ning Qingyu, I must teach her a hard lesson." ”

Zhang Qian was silent, not knowing how to comfort this girl who seemed to be going crazy, she had no doubt that if Ning Qingyu was here at this time, and she had a knife in her hand, Ning Qingyu would not hesitate to step forward and cut people.

This thought in her mind frightened Zhang Qian, and she cried when she spoke: "Qingyu, you can teach her, I support you to teach her, you can teach her any time, and I will stand on your side to help you at any time, but it's not time yet, you calm down first." ”

"Now is not the time, when is the time? Could it be that you can help me? Ning Qingyu and Gao Xixiang help, what can you help me?" As the words fell, she pushed Zhang Qian away more and more ruthlessly.

Zhang Qian stumbled a few steps, but she couldn't take care of herself, for fear of provoking her, and said cautiously: "Now that the school's art festival is coming, you should put aside the revenge first, and it is good revenge to win her at the art festival and make yourself the only focus." ”

When the words fell, Ning Qingyu suddenly calmed down.

"Festival...... You're right, I've been preparing for the festival every year, and I can't let others steal the limelight. ”

Zhang Qian breathed a sigh of relief and finally persuaded her to act calmly.

Soon, the school began to prepare for the art festival, Ning Qingyu was very active, reported his dance program early, and pretended to ask Ning Qingyu if he wanted to participate.

The students of the second class of the third year of high school, every time they saw Ning Qingyu and Zhang Qian, they would always have a very tacit expression of disgust.

Zhang Qian found out, frowned and glared at the other party, and then whispered to Ning Qingyu: "The second class of the third year of high school flattered us a lot before Ning Qingyu came, why did this class collectively hate us as soon as she came, do you say that she always says bad things about us behind her back?"

Ning Qingyu sneered: "You are always so superficial, just a class, what if you hate us? A group of frogs at the bottom of the well, when our goals are not qualified." ”

Zhang Qian still wanted to say something, but she felt that her head was covered with a shadow at some point, she turned her head stiffly, and was almost not frightened by Zhang Guli standing behind her.

"What bad things are you discussing again?" Zhang Guli glanced at them, "People who dare to bully us in our class?

Zhang Guli, as a member of the sports committee of the second class of the third year of high school, although he always looks out of tune, his academic performance is not bad, he is very righteous and very protective, so his friends are all over the school, Zhang Qian knows this truth very well, and would rather suffer losses than provoke him.

She smiled doggedly and said, "Classmate Zhang, I haven't seen you for a long time, you misunderstood us again, you just came to find someone, and you didn't want to do anything." ”

"Who are you? I'll look for my sister and make way for me. ”

Ning Qingyu was naturally arrogant, he didn't pay attention to anyone, let alone get to know others, and he didn't know Zhang Guli.

"Your sister?" Zhang Guli hesitated for a while, and asked knowingly: "Your sister...... Isn't it the little beauty of our class?"

Little Beauty...... These words made Ning Qingyu feel uncomfortable, and he roared: "Get out of the way!"

Zhang Guli's physique stood in the corridor, as long as he deliberately didn't let them pass, he wouldn't be able to pass.

In the distance, Ning Qingyu and Gao Xi were walking slowly drinking milk tea, and when they saw this scene, they immediately felt that the milk tea in their hands was not sweet.

"Two people who are haunted. Gao Xi rolled her eyes and muttered.

As if he was used to it, Ning Qingyu was very calm, and stuffed the milk tea to Gao Xi: "If you come at me, I'll solve it myself." ”

When she arrived, those people were staring at each other, Ning Qingyu really couldn't bear to break the atmosphere surrounded by anger, but the next section was the head teacher's business, and she didn't want this kind of thing to reach the head teacher's ears.

"Looking for me, borrowing a step to speak?"

As soon as the words fell, every time she glanced at Ning Qingyu, she walked straight to the corner of the corridor, Gao Xi didn't worry about letting her deal with the two of them alone, and followed.

"Sister, you have a really good relationship with your classmates, especially the boy just now, the way he protects you, I thought you two were an unusual relationship. Ning Qingyu said with a smile.

The irony in the words is very obvious, obviously it is a smile, but the smile does not reach the bottom of the eyes, and it looks nondescript.

Ning Qingyu didn't bother to listen to her nonsense, and asked lightly, "What are you looking for me?"

"Sister, do you want to sign up for the art festival? If you don't sign up for a dance program, I can teach you for free." ”

There was a hint of boasting in and out of the words, and I don't know where she got her sense of superiority, when it comes to dancing, she Ning Qingyu still needs her to teach her? Thinking of this, Ning Qingyu felt a little funny.

Zhang Qian glared at her dissatisfiedly: "What are you laughing at?!"

Ning Qingyu's smile was even worse: "I'm sorry, I just suddenly felt funny." ”

In the corner of the quiet corridor, only Ning Qingyu's clear laughter remained.

Ning Qingyi always felt that she was laughing at herself, but she didn't know why she was laughing, which made her more and more unhappy, but even if she had hatred in her heart, she still showed a habitual smile and said, "Sister, you haven't told me yet, do you want to participate in the art festival." ”

"I'm not going. Ning Qingyu didn't hesitate at all, "Actually, I'm too lazy to practice, and I'm afraid of causing you trouble, you have to come on, I will applaud you in the audience." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the class bell rang, and Ning Qingyu ran away with Gao Xi.

Zhang Qian looked at the back and smacked hard: "Hmph, waste things, people are already very bad, and I don't want to try my best yet." ”

She suddenly felt that Ning Qingyu was really out of touch by treating this kind of person as an opponent, this kind of person who didn't know how to get ahead and didn't know his background should be used as a cold bench and hung aside, and she felt disgusted when she looked at her more, she admitted that Ning Qingyu was indeed very beautiful, but at best she was just a waste beauty!

Zhang Qian looked down on Ning Qingyu even more in her heart, and her interest in dealing with her was also a little lower.

Ning Qingyi didn't think so, "Don't underestimate her, she, like her fox spirit and mother, is a person who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger, and it's best if she doesn't participate in the art festival, but if she goes, I will definitely not let her go." ”