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.

in her throat,

with the glass, and the vanity mirror cracked in a

mirror with hatred, as if she saw the defiant face of the girl she hated through the mirror. She seemed to be

eyes...

trembling in the corner, not daring to go near her. They exchanged glances, still in a state of ignorance that they lost the opening

Jiang Li to help out. How could the Clinical Department

turned out that they had

Nian and Song Tian went to perform. It was hard to say who

the stage, wanton and tired. She was as striking as the center of the

version of 'Nirvana' left the senior

and silent. She bit her lip and dared not speak her heart out. She walked over and said angrily, "Sister,

can't score randomly even if they want to promote the college entrance examination's top scorer. Or... or let's talk to the professor and let the

she meant was to go to Liang Lu to ask for

brain was still

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