Chapter 132: Turning Grief and Anger into Motivation

After experiencing great joy and great sorrow, Yin Yinying felt that her mental endurance had increased a lot, and was more than one level higher than that of ordinary people.

After rolling around on the bed for a few times with a mixed feeling, she finally pulled herself together and stood up.

Meng Yiyun's coat was still with her, so she picked it up and prepared to go to Meng Yiyun's dormitory to return it to her.

She knocked twice on the door, and when it opened, she politely asked, "Hello, is Meng Yiyun in the dormitory?"

Her attitude was polite and respectful.

But the other party's expression became unfriendly when he heard the three words "Meng Yiyun".

After saying "Not here" coldly, he ruthlessly closed the door.

Yin Yinying stood behind the door in silence for a moment.

Why are the people in Meng Yiyun's dormitory so hostile to her?

Holding her coat in her hand, she walked into the public area, looking for Meng Yiyun.

Finally found her in the study room.

At this moment, she was sitting in the corner, calculating something with a pen in her hand. She looked nervous and her eyes were still red.

Yin Yinying's heart sank, and she slowed down her pace and walked over.

When Meng Yiyun noticed Yin Yinying coming, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and his hands unconsciously covered the paper in front of him.

But Yin Yinying still saw it.

She was counting everyone's scores.

Calculating whether I can continue to stay in Class B.

Yin Yinying felt even more heartbroken.

She clearly said that she didn't mind...

But then again, after all, it concerns how far she can go in this show, so how could she not mind?

Meng Yiyun lowered her eyes slightly, knowing that she couldn't block the things on the paper, so she let go of her hand and slowly stood up.

"Oh, why are you here?"

"Your coat is here with me." Yin Yinying said, her tone unconsciously carrying some comfort, "You left in a hurry last night and left your coat at the hot pot restaurant. I got it for you."

"Oh, okay, thank you." Meng Yiyun reached out to take his coat and put it on the back of the chair, as if he didn't notice what happened, a little dazed.

She was only wearing a thin performance costume, but she didn't feel cold.

"Why don't you put on your clothes to avoid catching a cold." Yin Yinying couldn't help but remind her.

His gaze fell on Meng Yiyun's face again. The signs of allergies had faded a little, but her complexion was still not very good.

"Okay." Meng Yiyun just responded, then put on his coat quietly without any other words.

Yin Yinying pursed her lips.

"Don't worry too much about the performance. After all, it's only the first performance, and there will be many more opportunities later."

She patted Meng Yiyun's hand to comfort her.

But Meng Yiyun remained silent.

There were only the two of them in the study room at the moment, so there was no need for her to continue pretending to be strong. She also had a lot to say.

But the words paused at his lips and he choked.

In the end, Meng Yiyun couldn't hold back her tears and shed tears. Yin Yinying's heart was in a knot. She went over and hugged Meng Yiyun, silently giving her strength.

She naturally understood how she felt at the moment.

It also seemed as if the comfort given to Meng Yiyun at this moment was like returning to his previous life to comfort the weak and pitiful self.

"It's okay, I've made it through, you can do it too." She said softly, patting Meng Yiyun's back.

She must have accumulated a lot of grievances.

After all, so much happened.

Meng Yiyun nodded, unable to utter a word.

Time passed slowly. People often passed by outside the study room, and occasionally bursts of laughter were heard. But when they noticed the figure in the study room, all sounds stopped. No one came in.

Yin Yinying sighed.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the last words Meng Yiyun had written on the paper on the table:

Class B ranks 22nd and will most likely fall to Class C, which is another big step back from Class A.

There are also a few crying face emoticons at the end.

And a very small line of words: Why can't you perform well every time!!!

The air around seemed to have frozen a few degrees.

Yin Yinying's eyelids also turned red.

Meng Yiyun's crying gradually subsided. After a while, she let go of Yin Yinying and wiped away her tears.

"I'm sorry, I lost my composure."

"It's okay." Yin Yinying handed her a few tissues.

"The final grade will be calculated based on your regular grades, so you still have a good chance."

Meng Yiyun lowered her eyes, "My stage ranking is too low, I guess I really have to go to Class C."

The second public performance starts with an elimination system. The competition after entering Class C is particularly fierce, which means that a small mistake will result in the risk of elimination.

If you are eliminated...

Then her dream was shattered.

The most important thing is that when she first came here, she was the most popular person, but she was pulled down step by step, and now she is facing the pressure of being eliminated first.

This sense of disparity will only make people feel more uncomfortable.

"But as long as we are still here, there is hope, right?" Yin Yinying held her hand and gave her some hope.

Meng Yiyun raised his eyes and stared at her.

"Do you remember what you told me? You told me to wait for you in Class A and that you would definitely come to find me." Yin Yinying smiled gently, "I've been waiting. A gentleman's word is a promise, and you can't go back on it."

A gust of wind blew in from the window, and the tear marks at the corners of the eyes seemed to be carried away by the wind, drying the traces and leaving behind a strong and resolute strength.

Meng Yiyun also smiled slightly, "Okay."

"If you have any grievances, you can tell me. If you are bullied, don't endure it. Tell me and I will help you teach them a lesson."

"good."

"It's just a failure. It's okay. You're Sister Yun, the indestructible cockroach. If you stand up, you can definitely change your fate."

Meng Yiyun held the paper filled with report cards in his palm and held it tightly.

In the end, all my strength was reduced to one sentence: "Thank you, 嘤嘤嘤."

And Yin Yinying just patted her shoulder in her own way.

"We are all good brothers. It would be awkward to say such things."

Meng Yiyun smiled from the bottom of her heart. "Isn't it good to be sisters? Why do we have to be brothers?"

"You can be whatever you want." Yin Yinying said carefreely.

"Oh, oh, you are so charming." Meng Yiyun turned his head and stared at Yin Yinying, his eyes full of admiration and admiration.

The latter shook her hair and said, "Don't be obsessed with me, I'm just a legend."

The moon quietly climbed to the center, the night deepened, and two voices sat on the roof, swinging their legs and looking up at the endless night sky.

"Actually, when I first saw your debut performance, I knew you were a talented person, but you just didn't perform well at that time." Meng Yiyun's voice was very soft.

Yin Yinying didn't say anything.

"I don't know why you didn't treat that stage well even though you're so strong. But you also made me feel insecure. I was competing with you in my heart, so I didn't perform well on that stage."

Yin Yinying had never heard of these words.

When she heard this, her thoughts drifted away.

Slowly speaking, "Then turn your grief and anger into motivation."

(End of this chapter)