Liu Xini slowly walked back to the backstage, looking at Chu Qiao with contempt, her thin lips pulling into a sly smile. She couldn't let her go so easily, she not only wanted to make her ugly, but also to make her lose face in front of everyone. Who made her dare to seduce her Young Master Meng with all her might?

"Miss Thirteen, Chu Qiao. ”

Chu Qiao straightened his back, raised his head stubbornly, and a sweet smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He is a judge, so the only thing she can do now is to try to be herself and let him vote for herself. Instead of giving up, it's better to fight one last time!

Chu Qiao straightened the hem of his pure white dress and prepared to walk out of the backstage.

Liu Xini walked past her and pretended to unintentionally stomp on the sole of Chu Qiao's right foot with her five-centimeter-long thin heel. She narrowed her eyes slightly, her heels still tossing and turning on the soles of her feet.

"Ah......" Chu Qiao's legs weakened and immediately sat down on the ground.

"Ahh......h You can't still walk in the next game?" a triumphant smile flashed in her eyes. Can you walk? Is it strange to be able to walk? Do you really think you can win the competition? Do you really think you can beat her? Don't dream! This is the price she should pay!

Suddenly, Chu Qiao only felt a heart-piercing pain in his right foot, which felt as if the soles of his feet were about to pierce. The sensation of pain immediately paralyzed her brain, and her hand subconsciously covered the ball of her right foot.

The warm liquid stained her fingers. She lifted her finger and noticed that the bright red was mottled on the white finger, which looked a little shocking.

"Blood ......"

Liu Xini squatted down and moved her gaze to the soles of her feet: "It must be very painful, right? It's all bleeding? Isn't it?" There was a deep wound on the sole of her foot, and from the wound, you could see the rolled muscles, and the blood flowed out little by little, seeping into the brown and yellow floor.

When the other candidates saw it, they were a little panicked. A few of them were sober-minded, and hurriedly took some clean strips of cloth and handed them to Chu Qiao's hand, asking her to stop the bleeding quickly.

Chu Qiao's forehead was covered with a lot of cold sweat, even after putting on makeup, her little face was still pale, and her lips had been bitten and bleeding from her. Her hands pressed against the injured soles of her feet, her chest heaving, and she gasped for air.

Liu Xini propped her hand under her chin and gloated: "I'm really sorry! If you're in pain, then don't participate in the competition! I'm doing it for your good!

Chu Qiao looked at Liu Xini weakly. She, she did it on purpose!

"Chu Qiao!, where are the people?" There was still dynamic music playing in the venue, but since Liu Xini went down, she had not seen the next young lady appear. The male emcee couldn't help but come in to find this young lady named Chu Qiao.

The male emcee couldn't help but be stunned when he saw a lot of blood stains around Chu Qiao, but quickly reacted: "Miss Chu, how can you be like this! It seems that you have to abstain! Next, Zhang Jiaying, get ready!"

"No, don't!" Chu Qiao gritted his teeth, stood up tremblingly, and shook his head: "I want to compare...... I'll be out soon!Mr. Master of Ceremonies, can you help me change the tune "Castle in the Sky". ”

The male master of ceremonies was stunned suddenly, and his eyes were complicated: "Are you sure?"

Chu Qiao nodded vigorously: "Please...... This game is very important to me, please!" she couldn't just quit!

The male emcee hesitated for a moment, and bowed his head: "Okay then! When the music is changed, you have to come out!"

100,000 yuan bonus, as long as there is this 100,000 yuan bonus, Dad can receive better treatment! Compared to Dad's illness, what is this blood?

Chu Qiao gasped as he walked, trying his best to adjust his state, but the pain followed. Every step she took seemed to be stepping on the tip of a knife, and the blood-colored blood seeped into her white dress little by little, slowly blending out, like a blooming manzhu sawahua.

Liu Xini's eyes widened and she looked at Chu Qiao in disbelief.

The wound is so deep, and she still has to go on stage and walk on the catwalk? Who will tell her if the woman in front of her is crazy?