Xu Qingqing had a flattering smile on her face and looked at Meng Anyao with sparkling eyes. It was obvious from her eyes that she was waiting impatiently for her to send her off.

Meng Anyao noticed the gazes of several people around her, and her face instantly stiffened. She looked at the things on her desk, pursed her lips, and glared at Lin Qingli fiercely, with eyes that seemed to be able to eat people.

What she said last night was emphasized several times by them today. Now she is in a dilemma. If she doesn't send it off, she will be beaten to death by them behind her back, right?

Thinking of this, she felt particularly depressed. Although she was extremely reluctant, she had no choice but to grit her teeth and start distributing the cosmetics in order to save her face.

As soon as she saw Meng Anyao open her box, Xu Qingqing outside immediately came over with a look of surprise, her eyes shining, and she stretched out her hand carefully, waiting for Meng Anyao to hand her the cosmetics.

Meng Anyao's hands were trembling slightly as she picked up the cosmetics and skin care products. Every time she gave one out, the muscles on her face twitched unconsciously, and she was almost heartbroken.

She wanted to punch herself right now, why did she agree to send someone off?

Zhou Qiong and Pan Yu took the bottle handed over by Meng Anyao, and they were extremely excited. They immediately opened it and began to look at it.

Pan Yu treasured the skin care product very much. After putting it away carefully, she took the vanishing cream handed to her by Meng Anyao.

She was only focused on looking at the vanishing cream and didn't notice Meng Anyao's reluctant expression at all.

Pan Yu took the vanishing cream, gently scooped a small piece with her fingertips, and then carefully applied it to her face.

"Wow, this vanishing cream feels really good. I've been doing morning exercises these days, and my face is stinging every day when the cold wind blows in the morning. After using this, I don't feel so uncomfortable anymore."

Pan Yu said excitedly, raising his hand to gently stroke his cheek, his face full of smiles.

Zhou Qiong and Xu Qingqing also scooped a small piece each and applied it on their faces. They were so happy as they smelled the faint sweet fragrance.

Thanks to Meng Anyao, they can actually use such good vanishing cream.

Zhou Qiong held a lipstick that Meng Anyao had given her, twisted it out carefully, and applied it carefully in front of the mirror, her eyes full of novelty and joy, "This lipstick is also very beautiful, not gaudy at all!"

“…”

Several people were admiring themselves in front of the mirror, looking extremely happy.

Only Meng Anyao had a bitter face, and the more he looked at her, the more upset he became.

Lin Qingli found it funny to see Meng Anyao's painful expression. She crossed her arms and strode to her. She looked at the jar of vanishing cream on the table that had not been put away yet and picked it up.

After Meng Anyao reacted, she suddenly looked at her with wide eyes, a puzzled look on her face, and asked: "What are you doing!?"

Lin Qingli raised her eyebrows, shook the vanishing cream in her hand in front of her, and said softly: "Didn't you ask everyone to try it together? I'll try this vanishing cream to see if it works."

As Lin Qingli spoke, before Meng Anyao could answer, she stretched out a finger and deliberately scooped out a large piece of vanishing cream. After applying a little on her face, she used the rest on her hands.

After applying it, she looked at Meng Anyao provocatively.

In fact, she doesn't care much about skin care products. Her family conditions are not that bad, and her mother is willing to buy her the vanishing cream, so she has been using it.

She simply wanted to see Meng Anyao get humiliated.

Meng Anyao looked at Lin Qingli's arrogant look, her eyes turned red, her hands clenched tightly into fists, her nails almost digging into her flesh, she gritted her teeth and said, "You..."

Lin Qingli tilted his head and smiled, raised his eyebrows, snorted with interest, and said with a smile: "What's wrong with me? Didn't you say your family is rich? Do you still care about this?"

"I..." Meng Anyao was speechless after hearing her words, and could only suppress her anger.

She glanced at Jiang Xiachu and snorted coldly.

Tolerate.

Be patient and everything will remain calm.

When her mother comes, she will tell her everything Jiang Xiachu has done, let her know Jiang Xiachu's true face, and also tell her mother that Jiang Xiachu is the leader in bullying her in the art troupe.

She had always been annoyed by the fact that her mother had such a good impression of Jiang Xiachu and thought she was a well-behaved girl.

Every time she heard her mother praising Jiang Xiachu, she would feel inexplicably unhappy and jealous, and only hoped that her mother would see her.

It was obviously all fake. Jiang Xiachu was just too good at pretending to be pitiful, which was why he fooled everyone else.

Jiang Xiachu stood aside, watching all this quietly, his mind in a trance, not paying attention to what they were saying.

When she was doing morning exercises today, she was always distracted from time to time and was not in good shape. During the long-distance run, she was not paying attention and almost fell down.

Her mind was full of the scenes from last night's dream. Thinking of Sui Sui's words, she still felt a little sad.

She really lost such a sensible daughter.

Although it is a little hard to accept, everything has been set in stone and cannot be changed.

There was no chance her daughter would appear again, so she had no other worries.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xiachu became more determined to sever ties with Lu Huaiyan and draw clear lines between them.

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After returning from morning exercises, they rested for a while, rushed to the cafeteria to have breakfast, and then hurried to the training ground for physical training in the morning.

The morning sun was scorching. After one training session after another, the art soldiers' clothes were almost soaked with sweat, and their hair was covered with sweat, sticking to their faces.

Everyone's face was filled with fatigue and their steps became heavier.

"Come on, hold on! It's almost over!" The instructor looked at everyone's increasingly depressed state and shouted loudly to boost morale.

Everyone responded to him with heavy breathing, almost running out of strength.

The intensity of training has been increasing. Jiang Xiachu is a little tired now, but he grits his teeth and perseveres.

At this moment, at the other end of the training ground, another team was running towards them with neat and powerful steps.

Their upright postures and loud slogans were in stark contrast to the art soldiers who were exhausted and gasping for breath.

Jiang Xiachu covered his chest and kept breathing, trying to adjust his state. When he raised his eyes inadvertently, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in his sight.

After seeing the man, she quickly looked away, a trace of unnatural panic flashed in her eyes, and even her heart beat uncontrollably.

She didn't know why, but every time she saw Lu Huaiyan, she had a bad feeling, as if he would come over and call her "Chu Chu" in the next second.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xiachu glanced at the other cultural and art soldiers who were resting around them, and his eyes darkened.

Forget it, let’s not get ourselves into trouble here.