Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

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.

was like looking at a clown. Thinking of the final ranking, she felt as if her

with the glass, and the vanity mirror

table, and she stared at the cracked

strangled and she gasped when she thought of Qiao Nian’s

others stood trembling in the corner, not daring to go near her. They exchanged glances, still in a state of

opinion, they were still depending on Zhui Guang and Jiang Li to help out. How could the Clinical Department

out that

perform. It was hard to say who won

stage, wanton and tired. She was as striking as the center of the audience even if she only occupied

left the senior sister’s piano version

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

1

score randomly even if they want to promote the college

to Liang Lu to ask

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