When there was a lot of sorrow in Renshan Hall, the dance contest of Changle Fang had also come to an end.

In this competition, Hongying also signed up to participate, she came out of Changle Fang, had been guided by Qingxue, and followed Begonia for a while, plus she herself is also a very caring person, take the strengths of everyone, make up for their shortcomings, and mixed with the dance methods of all the masters in Changle Fang, although she has never learned from dance songs, but it is also a rare one. In addition, after staying in Changle Fang for a long time, she naturally knows what kind of singing and dancing the guests like. In this way, this dance contest helped her rightfully get to the top position.

After winning the top position, Hongying was naturally happy, but in addition to being happy, she would inevitably think of the shame of that night. Therefore, she categorically can't tolerate the existence of begonias! Her deep penetration in the hearts of the people makes Hongying feel like a pins and needles, even if there is a little chance, she can't.

On the second day, in the morning light, when the entire Changle Fang was still immersed in a sweet sleep because of yesterday's large-scale dance competition, Hongying had quietly woken up. She tied up her long hair casually, put on only a coat and got up, without washing or calling anyone, and quietly sneaked into the room where the begonias were locked in the backyard alone.

Begonia is still wearing the red embroidered clothes, her hair is scattered and tangled, and her whole body is shrunk on the dirty and messy dilapidated bed.

Hongying smiled coldly, and a gloomy wind suddenly rose from the window, frightening the cat on the windowsill to scream "meow~", fall down and run over and quickly escape. At that moment, a chill suddenly rose in Hongying's heart, and the originally firm hand suddenly trembled at the moment when it reached out to the begonia, and scenes of the past appeared in front of him......

The first time she met Begonia, she stood under a cluster of pink peach blossom trees, wearing a red embroidered dance dress, graceful posture, light dance steps, and the proud face was deeply imprinted in Hongying's mind after every rotation and pause, so she stood aside and couldn't help but applaud and exclaimed: "Wow, it's amazing......"

Haitang stopped, with a thin sweat on her face, she picked her lips and smiled, amazing, and leaned down slightly to look at Hongying: "Is it really that good?" ”

Hongying stared at her distractedly, her eyes didn't blink, she nodded stunned, and said "um".

Suddenly, a little girl ran next to her, shouting to Hongying: "Hong'er, Hong'er, come back, the master told us to start practicing......"

"Hey, it's coming!" Hongying turned around and responded, ran a few steps and stopped, turned her head to Haitang and said, "Sister, can I still come to see you dance in the future?" ”

A smile appeared on Haitang's face, and his eyebrows and eyes lit up: "Naturally." ”

When Hongying heard this, she smiled brightly and ran happily towards the group of girls standing next to her, even the running posture was joyful.

When they met again, they were still under the peach blossom tree, Begonia was only wearing underwear, and there were dirty marks and tears on it, and even her face was red, which was like a slap.

Hongying's usual performance is wooden, but she understands it very well in her heart. She squatted beside Haitang and said softly: "Sister, if you are willing to teach me to dance, I will definitely help you so that you will no longer be bullied by them." ”

Haitang turned her face and saw that it was her, she smiled dismally, her eyes were dark and dry: "You, a little child, aren't you here obediently following the master to learn dance steps?" How can I help? ”

Hongying lowered her head, pursed her lips, and after a long time, she mustered up the courage to raise her head, looked at her and said leisurely: "Sister may not know the Tao, my father was originally a Jianghu Langzhong, and he knows a lot about medical diseases. The reason why Miss Qingxue dances every night and refuses to come out again no matter what, is because she has a weak illness and can't be tired, and I know the Tao from the first time I saw her. ”

When Begonia heard this, she turned her face and smiled, and that smile gave hope to her withered life, and her eyes were shining like they were filled with water, and they were full of water. She said to Hongying: "If what you said is true, I will naturally thank you!" With that, he stood up and left.

It didn't take long for someone to pull Qingxue to let her guide and dance in the courtyard behind Changle Fang, and through the dense flowers, the red tassel would see the faint figure of the begonia, as well as the beautiful and unusual smile.

However, Hongying knew very well that such fatigue could not hurt Qingxue's root at all, in order to speed up the pace and win the trust of Begonia, Hongying found the butterfly who was beside Qingxue at that time, and added oleander to Qingxue's medicine while she was not paying attention. Because the oleander only took the juice, and the amount was not much, it was not easy to detect it when mixed into it, but the medicine of the oleander and Qingxue was a nemesis, and once they met, the toxicity would be aggravated. And the juice of the oleander is attached to it, and when it is boiled and then looked at, it is like the flavor of the medicine has deteriorated, and it is impossible to find her anyway.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Changle Fang to claim that Qingxue was seriously ill and could not be qualified for the top brand, and in the next selection, Begonia unexpectedly won a big victory. And the red tassel was also begged by the begonia, and it is no longer called Hong'er, but the red tassel.

In an instant, Changle Fang seemed to suddenly know that there was a person named Hong'er, and now he was called Hongying in front of the top brand, which was what others yearned for, but couldn't ask for. Hongying was very happy, but she was not satisfied.

Soon, pointing to her good skills in making dim sum, Qiao'er also followed Begonia. Qiao'er and Hongying are the same batch of Changle Fang, originally she was superior, but now she is on an equal footing, she is naturally unconvinced.

After a long time, Hongying finally found an opportunity. That day, Miss Begonia suddenly violated the rules of Changle Fang and took her to a secluded place outside Xiangcheng to meet a man surnamed Xilin and a little girl. From Begonia's delicate makeup and expression, Hongying knew that she was moved. Once her heart is moved, it is her death hole, and she is no longer invincible.

On that day, because he hated Jiu'er staying with Xilin Gongzi from time to time, Haitang called Hongying to design and frame Jiu'er. Hongying was overjoyed when she heard this, and the opportunity she had been waiting for for a long time finally came. So, the previous scene was staged, not only Jiu'er made the dance master sad, but Xilin Gongzi also made Haitang feel suspicious. Coupled with the refreshments that Qiao'er offered before falling asleep in the middle of the night with a medicine that affects the vision and senses, the drama of the begonia madness was staged. It's just that she didn't expect that the dim sum was not only eaten by Begonia, but also eaten by Qiao'er, which really helped her by God.

Thinking of this, a sneer overflowed on Hongying's lips. This laughter alarmed the sleeping Begonia on the bed, she turned around and saw the red tassel, and regarded her as Qingxue, and kept saying: "Qingxue, Qingxue, spare my life, I ...... I didn't mean to, I did...... It's a red tassel, it's a red tassel...... You're looking for the wrong person......"

Begonia's words aroused the coldness in Hongying's blood, she reached out and pinched Begonia's neck, gritted her teeth and said, "Begonia, Begonia...... Why are you going to rob me of ......?"

"I ...... I'm not the top brand anymore......" Begonia was pinched and breathless, holding the hand that was stuck on her neck with both hands, and laboriously uttered the last few syllables: "No more...... Won't and ...... You...... Snatched ......"

"In this world, the only thing that won't rob me is the dead." Hongying didn't look at the pleading and tears in her eyes, and she was about to break her neck with the wrong hand, but she didn't want to, someone slapped her on the back of her neck and knocked her unconscious.

When she woke up the next day, Hongying was still in her room, only the stiff and sour pain in her neck reminded her of everything that had happened last night.