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.

her delicate makeup in the mirror was like looking at a clown. Thinking of the final ranking, she felt as if her breath was stuck in her throat,

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

her hands rested on the dressing table, and she stared at the cracked mirror with hatred, as if she saw the defiant face of the girl she

be strangled and she gasped when she thought of Qiao Nian’s sloppy, nonchalant

to go near her. They exchanged glances, still in a state of ignorance that they

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

turned out that they

went to perform. It was hard to say who won or lost in the

the center of the audience even if she only occupied a small corner

electronic piano version of ‘Nirvana’ left the senior

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

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promote newcomers, and the principal and the others are going too far. They can’t score randomly even if they want to

to go to Liang Lu to

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