Before Mianmian could speak, the female president of the sixth middle school protected her behind her like a hen protecting her cubs, and her words were cold: "This classmate, Jiang Mianmian is a foreign aid of our cheerleading team in the sixth middle school, please show respect to her." ”

"Foreign aid from the sixth?" Jiang Jingyue raised her voice exaggeratedly, "Sixth?!" ”

Her eyes widened, she looked at the other cheerleaders a few times, and suddenly burst out laughing.

They gossip:

"It's just a poor school, and the people who study there are all children from poor families, and they dare to argue with us?!"

"That's it! I don't know what the rehearsal was, but it was definitely dirty, and it couldn't compare to our opening dance! ”

"Let's wait and see what they do!"

Jiang Jingyue crossed her arms and smiled, "Mianmian, if you really want to perform on stage, you beg your sister, my sister can consider arranging you into the cheerleading team, why should you be involved with the sixth middle school?" ”

The female president was about to retort, and Mianmian tugged at her sleeve.

She is neither humble nor arrogant, "Whether the opening dance of the sixth middle school is good or bad will not be known until the performance." ”

Jiang Jingyue scoffed.

Others didn't care about it either, and didn't pay attention to the sixth middle school at all.

Just before he was about to play, a man in a floral shirt suddenly ran in.

Song Jingchen held up a brocade box high, "Sister Jiang, Brother Fu asked me to send you something!" ”

Mianmian took it.

Inside the brocade box is a string of rubies.

Mianmian remembers that it was her mother's collection, which was said to be an antique, and she took it back from Jiang's house and locked it in a safe with other jewelry.

The female president snapped her fingers neatly, "This string of Yingluo is good, it goes well with your clothes and makeup." ”

She put it on Mianmian vigorously, and before the accompaniment sounded, she drove Mianmian and the other cheerleaders out of the backstage like ducks.

The adapted "King Qin Breaking Array Music" has a bright and up-and-down rhythm.

On the stage, four girls in skirts held ink paper umbrellas and danced with their waists.

The six girls smiled skillfully and raised a big drum, the beautiful figure on the drum was slender and slender, and the carved gold mask covered the face, which had a mysterious classical beauty like a Dunhuang mural.

The water sleeves are light, the waist is soft, and with the rhythm accelerating, it is like a general before the battle, dancing wantonly and arrogant, and the aura is like a king in the world!

The national style is graceful and atmospheric, both the theme and the artistic conception are far better than Jiang Jingyue's opening dance!

There was silence.

When I came back to my senses, the applause and screams resounded throughout the venue!

The media reporters who were running around invariably gave the camera to Mianmian.

Even Jiang Jingyue's fans subconsciously turned off the light signs, lest they desecrate the beauties on the drum!

Background.

Xue Zhao was proud, "Jiang Jingyue, Mianmian danced very well, right?" ”

Jiang Jingyue's face was hideous.

She never knew that Jiang Mianmian's dead girl was so proficient in dancing, and all her limelight today was stolen!

The nails pinched the palm of the flesh and blood, and she stared at the girl who was spinning arbitrarily on the screen, and she hated to chop her!

With jealousy and ruthlessness in her eyes, she suddenly smiled gently, "Mianmian is my sister, she is in the limelight, and I am proud of her." ”

After speaking, I took a photo of Mianmian dancing with my mobile phone.

She put the photo on a campus forum and posted:

[Congratulations to my sister, she played so well at the opening ceremony, no wonder she had to leave our cheerleading team in Beizhong.] 】

If there is a sentence with deep meaning, it makes people reverie, as if Jiang Mianmian is a traitor in Beizhong.

On stage, the music came to an abrupt end.

Mianmian walked towards the audience with the other girls.

The students seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, and everyone was desperately shouting "Sixth Middle School", which gradually converged into a sea of sounds, and the morale was incomparably high!

The principal of North Middle School stared at the dean of students in displeasure.

Their school has such a good seedling, they were kicked out of the cheerleading team, and now it's good, but it has fulfilled the sixth middle school!

The dean wiped his cold sweat and didn't dare to say anything.

Mianmian's smile is sweet.

Her gaze passed through countless audiences and fell on Fu Qinghan.

Mr. Fu really came, and he sat in the middle of the VIP seat!

The girl's eyes were like crescent moons, and she waved at him vigorously.

Qin Xiuwen didn't feel much in his heart, and said meaningfully: "Mianmian dances very well, and it is all good for Mr. Fu's training." ”

Fu Qinghan was indifferent: "It's her own who will shine." ”

It's she herself who shines......

Qin Xiuwen's face was ugly.

Just like Jiang Mianmian, when he encounters something, he knows how to cry, he is cowardly and inferior, and he will shine? !

Fu Qinghan thought she was a Buddha with a golden light on her head?!

He said seriously: "I still think Jingyue is better, and after going to college, Jingyue will definitely become even better." ”

Fu Qinghan was careless, "We'll see." ”

Mianmian returned to the backstage, and a layer of fine sweat broke out on her tender white face.

She stirred her fingers, and her voice was thin: "Lord, did I help you calm the field?" ”

"Stop!" The female president excitedly hooked Mianmian's neck, "Let's have a celebration banquet together in the evening!" ”

Xue Zhao suddenly pulled Mianmian into the locker room.

She closed the door and handed the phone to Mianmian, "Just now I saw Jiang Jingyue filming you, and I think she didn't feel good." Sure enough, she slandered you on the forum! ”

Mianmian looked at the screen.

Jiang Jingyue's ambiguous post has been followed by many buildings.

[Jiang Mianmian is a traitor in Beizhong! ] 】

[Actually helped other schools boost morale and extinguish their own prestige, shameless, shameful! ] 】

[Jiang Mianmian bitch get out of Beizhong!!] 】

【……】

"I'm! Obviously, it was the slut who kicked you out, and now you're pretending to be a good person! Xue Zhao scratched his ears and cheeks, "This matter can't be left like that, if our school doesn't do well in the sports meeting, those people will definitely be angry with you!" ”

Mianmian hugged her mobile phone, weak, pitiful and helpless.

Xue Zhao was distressed!

She had a flash of inspiration and suddenly had an idea!

She began to pull off her fluffy skirt.

Mianmian covered herself in fear, "Zhaozhao, don't ...... people"

"Jiang Mianmian, do you dare to snort a little more?! If the old lady is a man, she will rush at you for the sentence just now, and the old lady will also do you! ”

"What do you mean, 'Done me'?"

Xue Zhao pressed her against the wall and lifted her skirt from behind, "It's-"

She glanced at the simple little girl, and the tip of her tongue rolled, "I just like you and miss you." ”

"Oh......"

Mianmian realized and drew inferences, "Then I like Mr. Fu so much, I think about Mr. Fu anytime and anywhere, do you want to tell him that I want to do him so much, and I want to do him anytime and anywhere?" ”

Xue Zhao: "If you're happy, you're a duck." ”

Xue Zhao took out his mobile phone and took a photo of Mianmian's waist and back.

In the photo, the girl's tender skin is bruised and bruised, and it has not healed so far.

Xue Zhao held a lollipop in his mouth and put this photo on the campus forum domineeringly:

[Why did Jiang Mianmian quit the cheerleading team, don't some people have a little pressure in their hearts? ] Who wanted to rehearse the stacked Arhat formation in the first place, and used Mianmian as a footstool? Even if it's a footstool, it's not like this, is it? 】