Qiao Nian didn't want Song Tian to have the chance to keep her anymore, so she turned around and waved to a few people before striding forward and walking without looking back.

At the same time, on the other side backstage, Jiang Xianrou had already smashed everything she could see.

Her face was ugly, as black as the bottom of a pot, ashen.

2nd place?

What!

Principal Liang, they really knew how to play!

Jiang Xianrou's chest rose and fell violently, her head was clouded with anger, her eyelids rolled, her heartbeat thumped, and she almost choked.

Sitting on the dressing table and looking at her delicate makeup in the mirror was like looking at a clown.

if her breath was stuck in her throat, so she grabbed the lotion and slammed it on

glass bottle collided with the glass, and the vanity mirror cracked in a cobweb-like

dressing table, and she stared at the cracked mirror with hatred, as if she saw the defiant face of the girl she hated through the mirror. She seemed to be strangled and she gasped when she thought of Qiao Nian's sloppy, nonchalant face

eyes...

trembling in the corner, not daring to go near her.

their opinion, they were still depending on Zhui Guang and Jiang Li to help out.

turned out that

to perform. It was hard to say who won or lost in the dance, but the senior sister was indeed crushed by the

person stood on the stage, wanton and tired. She was as striking as the center of the audience even if she

left the senior sister's piano

Ruoqi watched Jiang Xianrou gradually become calm and silent. She bit her lip and dared not speak her heart out. She walked over and said angrily, "Sister,

and the others are going too far. They can't score randomly even if

was to go to Liang Lu

was still immersed in humiliation

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