Chapter 418
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Preparing to perform (2)
But how was that possible?
With the addition of old and new hatred, An Ruoyao hated Song Yaoyao to death.
Besides, who didn't know that Song Yaoyao was the boss of the third class? Everyone listens to her?
"Yao Yao, you …"
Song Jingwan was shocked. She grabbed An Ruoyao's hand and said, "Don't do anything stupid."
"Tsk! What did I do? I'm just saying, don't take it seriously. "
An Ruoyao knew that her good friend was good-tempered and kind. If she knew, she would probably feel guilty.
She was the only one who treated Song Yaoyao as her younger sister.
If Song Yaoyao was her sister, An Ruoyao would have dealt with her long ago!
"Really?"
Song Jingwan held the dress in her hands, still in disbelief.
"Aiyo, Miss Song! Of course it's real. Look, didn't I just come in? Even if something did happen, it was because they had offended too many people. What did it have to do with me? Don't tell me that I'm not allowed to curse? "
An Ruoyao rolled her eyes and hurriedly pushed Song Jingwan into the cubicle.
"Hurry up and change. Call me if it's inconvenient. I'll wait outside."
In the cubicle, Song Jingwan shook off her long skirt, and a smile appeared in her eyes.
That would be for the best —
Let the curse come true.
*
At the same time, the men's changing room was much simpler.
Han Jun, who had been forced to do something beyond his ability, did not have a partner. His stand-up comedy was just for show. In the end, he chose to sing a song.
She took a slightly more formal suit from home and changed into it. Then, she applied some hair gel to her hair.
Everything was settled!
"Hey, Brother Xun, I'm a little nervous. What should I do?"
Han Jun rubbed his thighs and grimaced nervously. "This is my first time performing on stage. I usually only sing in karaoke. Do you think Yaoyao will hit me? If her little fist comes down, I'm afraid I'll die. "
"Heh."
Shen Xun crossed his legs, squinted his eyes, and played with the lighter. He closed it and opened it again.
The blue flames made Han Jun even more flustered.
He licked his lips. "I'm a little …"
"Brother, do you want some water?"
Before he could finish, an unfamiliar boy came in with a bottle of water and casually tossed a bottle to Han Jun. Then, he ignored him and went straight in to distribute the water.
Han Jun caught it and waved his hand. "Thanks, brother."
He opened the bottle and gulped down half of it.
Shen Xun wanted to stop him, but it was too late. He frowned and looked at him coldly.
"Drink as much as you want. If you want to go to the toilet later, I'll carry you to the stage and let you perform in front of everyone."
"Pfft — cough cough cough!" Han Jun spat out a mouthful of water. "Brother Xun, do you have to do this?"
He was just drinking water. Although it was cold to drink water in the middle of winter, he drank it every day.
Shen Xun put away the lighter, stood up and walked out. "It'd better be all right."
Han Jun shrugged and looked at the half-empty bottle of water. In the end, he did not dare to continue drinking.
This performance was very important. If he dared to screw up, the third class would beat him up without anyone's help!
*
Everyone in the third class helped each other, and the makeup was quickly done.
They changed into their dresses and came out. Song Yaoyao was helping the girls who were performing in the play adjust their dresses. The usually arrogant girl was squatting on the ground like a small ball. She was extremely adorable.
Tang Xinrou pulled her up. "Hurry up and change into your dress. You're the only one left!"
"Wait, wait." Song Yaoyao smoothed out the creases in her dress before standing up to change.
Xu Yue leaned to the side and complained, "Does she have OCD?"
(End of chapter)
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