Chapter 3 She's evil, isn't she? : "Pass it down: Qin Lan insulted Jiang Yan's entire family, calling them beggars, and even forced Jiang Yan to eat her own leftovers."
"Damn Jiang Yan, all she does is disgust me."
Early spring in March, the first semester of my junior year.
A stunningly beautiful woman lay dead in a dormitory room with a fresh smell.
Many students at this school are not on campus year-round. For example, she just finished her promotional activities last night and suddenly wanted to come to the school for a while.
She also has several close friends: Yu Jintang, who studies directing; Yang Xingji, who studies acting but dreams of becoming a girl group member; Song Man, a ballroom dancer who dances the rumba; and Yun Chui, who also dances the rumba. The five of them get along very well. All five are well-known second-generation rich kids in Kyoto, and their parents had a good relationship, so they became sworn brothers when they were young.
Qin Lan continued to lie in bed, waiting for the new phone to arrive.
On a whim, she went to an early morning class. On the way, she heard that her phone wanted to go swimming in the artificial lake, and without thinking, she agreed. Qin Lan hated trouble, and the thought of having to migrate all sorts of accounts after getting a new phone annoyed her. She used her spare phone to call her assistant, Xiao Qing, and asked her to buy a new phone. Thus, she enjoyed peace and quiet for over two hours, until the vibrant red of blooming lilies echoed in the empty dormitory room.
"Hello? Sister Bai." Qin Lan answered the phone half-dead, her red lips lazily opening and closing: "The phone got wet, but I'm alive."
Bai Ai: "Your phone is really unlucky. You definitely didn't see the trending topics. The new four little actresses have been selected. Congratulations."
Qin Lan clicked her tongue, laughing unrestrainedly and frivolously: "Who's the rest?"
"One of them is from Beijing Media University, and the other two are from Nanjing Film Academy."
"Oh, who are they?" Qin Lan already knew who they were. She turned on speakerphone and logged into her VB account.
"Wei Lin and Xu Yan from Nanjing Film Academy, and Jiang Yan from your school."
"Oh, that's a bit unlucky."
Qin Lan exited the topic and wandered around the square. Soon she found herself on the page, happily clicking on each picture and zooming in, cropping them from various angles. After admiring them for a while, she smugly went to browse the comments section.
[The Dream of Nine Hundred Million Girls]: That's too aggressive. My Yanyan is much gentler and more serene.
Qin Lan's eyes widened gradually.
[Secretly in love with the blond-haired guy at the village entrance]: Respect aesthetic differences; some people just think it's more beautiful. (Attached is an angry picture of Qin Lan from a strange angle)
【momo】: Looking forward to actress Jiang Yan's new movie "Meteor" [Image: Jiang Yan poster]
【Yanyan hugs me】: Just a passerby. We're both strikingly beautiful, but I prefer Jiang Yan.
[Failed at the final exam? No paycheck]: Just a casual observer, but at least Jiang Yan's acting is better than Qin Lan's.
[Director Wang of the Mental Hospital]: Yes, Qin Lan still can't act in emotional scenes?
A large wave of fiercely protective Qin Lan fans quickly flooded the comment section, but Qin Lan couldn't concentrate on it anymore. She was so angry she was seeing stars. She jumped up and went through her contacts, only to find that the phone only had her father, mother, and Sister Bai in it. There was also her newly added assistant, Xiao Qing, in case she couldn't find her after buying the new phone.
"Aaaaaah!" Qin Lan screamed. She desperately needed to confide in someone. With nowhere to vent her anger, she grabbed her bag and ran out of the dormitory building, heading towards the practice room.
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"I heard Qin Lan went back to school. I really want to see her."
She went to the classroom, but I missed her. I chased after her, searching the supermarket and the cafeteria. But the Qin family is a top-tier family in Beijing; Qin Lan wouldn't go to those places.
What a pity, I specially did a nice haircut today, and the wind messed it all up.
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In practice room A109, through the glass door, you can see girls practicing rumba.
As we glided into the arena, bathed in sunlight, the scene was breathtaking.
Song Man raised her hand, her eyes following her fingertips, turned around, changed her dance steps, and moved slowly.
A hand appeared in the window frame, and just as Song Man was about to finish her movement, the hand took her hand, pulled her in, and placed it on the back of Song Man's neck.
They separate, fierce and powerful, their fingertips clenched, then reunite, swaying gently to the rhythm.
Yun Chui leaped with a masculine gait, her movements both gentle and strong, reserved yet passionate. Song Man was held in her palm, embraced in her arms, and the two gazed ahead together. Their positions shifted constantly, their skirts fluttering, their bodies extending and converging, light as swallows, twirling gracefully.
Song Man looked up and saw Yun Chui smiling at her.
She had always felt that Yun Chui's eyes were like the azure sea, quiet and beautiful. Only when she occasionally stirred up a small storm would a mysterious vortex spread out from within.
Song Man spun around three times quickly, and Yun Chui embraced her. Song Man stood on tiptoe and gently brushed her chin against Yun Chui's cheek.
"Why do I always feel like I can't do this move right?" Song Man stared at the huge dance mirror in confusion, feeling that the way she twisted her waist just now was a bit strange. She stopped the music and practiced on her own for a while, until Yun Chui opened the thermos: "Aman."
"What?" Song Man stared intently at her waist in the mirror.
"If you twist your back later, have some water and rest." Yun Chui handed over the water, his fingers as beautiful as jade-carved bamboo joints.
Song Man unceremoniously picked up the cup and gulped down several mouthfuls of the jujube health tea that Yun Chui had brewed, then leaned back to rest. Just then, the door slammed open, and Qin Lan stormed in, her curly hair bouncing on her shoulders as the school bell rang: "Thank goodness, you're both here!"
"What's wrong?" Song Man asked, puzzled. Yun Chui glanced at Qin Lan, then looked down and started fiddling with his phone.
"Did you see the trending topics? Okay, I know you two were practicing dancing and definitely didn't see them. The four little actresses have been announced: Wei Lin and Xu Yan from Nanjing Film Academy, and me. And guess who the last one is? It's that annoying Jiang Yan!"
Yun Chui paused, then began typing: [However, it seems she doesn't welcome you right now.]
She thought about it and then deleted the sentence.
The chat interface displayed Jiang Yan's name at the top. A message appeared at 8:05 AM: "[I heard Qin Lan went to class]".
8:06
Jiang Yan: [I'm going to school now]
9:55
Jiang Yan: [I'm late, class has already ended.]
Yun Chui comforted him: "They should have just gotten back to their dorms by now. If you run faster, you might still run into them."
10:10
Jiang Yan: [I ran all the way but didn't see her. I'm going back to my dorm to rest for a bit.]
11:00
Yun Chui: [Qin Lan is in the practice room, A109]
Jiang Yan: [Give me ten minutes, I'll talk to her a few more times.]
Yun Chui: [Half an hour is enough; she looks like she'll be staying for a while.]
Jiang Yan, who had been running around all morning but hadn't even caught a glimpse of Qin, was also lying dejectedly in bed. The moment she received Yun Chui's message, she sat up abruptly and banged her head against the wall.
"It's okay, I have a lot of hair, you can't tell." Jiang Yan comforted herself, jumped off the bed, put on the splint, then pulled out a vest, took off her clothes, put on her clothes, and hopped on one leg to change into a bodycon skirt.
I put on my combat boots, sprayed on some cologne, and the hair straightener was just warm enough to start redoing my hair. The wind had messed up everything before.
Ten minutes later, the exquisite and charming vixen Jiang Yan walked out of the dormitory building, which seemed completely out of place with her, and headed towards Qin Lan in a flamboyant manner.
Qin Lan was completely unaware of this and was still ranting about her destined enemy, Jiang Yan.
Actually, she didn't know Jiang Yan at all at first, unlike her friends Song Man and Yun Chui, who had been introduced by their parents since childhood and became inseparable best friends by fate. Qin Lan knew Jiang Yan's name because during their freshman year military training, the five of them danced a street dance together during a break and blew everyone away. As a result, people often compared Jiang Yan to them.
for example:
"It's a pity that I fell in love with Jiang Yan from Class 5 of the Performing Arts Department first, but this girl surnamed Qin is also really beautiful. Both of them have striking features."
"Her nose is a little higher than Jiang Yan's. I really like this kind of look, but Jiang Yan still has more of a girlfriend vibe."
"I like that freshman named Yu Jintang. He looks so well-behaved, but when he flips his hair, there's a row of ear cartilage piercings. I love that contrast."
"Jiang Yan and Yun Chui have somewhat similar temperaments; both of them tend to be gentle."
"Is that Song Man who can dance the rumba? She's like a little swan, so proud."
"Yang Xingji is also very good-looking, with a very energetic appearance."
"Jiang Yan is more in line with the general public, she feels more approachable. Those five over there are obviously rich kids, I wouldn't even dare to ask for their phone numbers."
On the school's online forum, people were always creating threads for them, with the most discussed topic being which of the two strikingly beautiful girls from Beijing Media University was better. However, Qin Lan wasn't alarmed at that time, until her role was snatched away in her sophomore year.
The director changed his mind at the last minute and cast Jiang Yan instead.
Bai Ai, who had been a top agent at Qin's Film Industry for many years, pressed the director for an explanation. After some hesitation, the director finally revealed that Jiang Yan hadn't actually auditioned; it was Jiang Yan's agent, Wang Zihan, who had contacted him. Jiang Yan was someone the investors had put in the role.
Bai Ai had never heard of Jiang Yan before, but she knew Wang Zihan, who was quite capable and had mentored a Best Actress winner. She then investigated Jiang Yan, who came from an ordinary family and had no backing or investors.
Bai Ai, well-versed in the ways of the industry, naturally believed that Jiang Yan's role was obtained through illegitimate means, and privately held Jiang Yan and her agent in contempt for their behavior. So, the very next day, she retaliated by cutting two of Jiang Yan's endorsements.
The result was that the role made Jiang Yan a minor celebrity, but Qin Lan's fans discovered that the role originally belonged to their older sister, and they were immediately furious. Jiang Yan was good at promoting herself, and her fan base grew rapidly. She even withstood the pressure from Qin Lan's fans, who were already somewhat famous at the time, but that's how the feud between the two families began.
Qin Lan has amassed countless fans since her debut, including many devoted fans, but also a considerable number of haters. The haters even claim to be the strongest force in the Chinese entertainment industry, primarily attacking her acting skills. It's not that she lacks talent; what she truly lacks is emotional experience. She starred in numerous hit suspense and serious dramas, only to suffer a professional setback in the contemporary romance genre.
After Jiang Yan's fans joined, Qin Lan's number of haters even surpassed that of her solo fans. They seized on her shortcomings and publicized them extensively, questioning whether she was an emotionless performing machine.
"How can TV dramas and movies avoid romance? Is someone planning to never act in a romance drama for the rest of their life?"
Due to the strong influence of Jiang Yan's fans, Qin Lan's negative topics remained on the trending searches for a long time. In the future, whenever either of the two had a new drama waiting to be broadcast, Qin Lan would be dragged out and cyberbullied. Over time, Qin Lan became synonymous with "cold machine," and the general public thought that her acting skills were bad. As a result, Qin Lan was also rated as the one with the worst acting skills but the highest traffic among the four little actresses.
Qin Lan calmed down after hearing from Bai Ai that Jiang Yan had taken away two of her endorsement deals. She even tried to comfort Bai Ai, saying that they had never even met. Although Bai Ai was a bit annoying, they should just keep to themselves from now on.
Fate played a cruel trick on her; from the moment she uttered those words, she began to frequently encounter Jiang Yan.
Sometimes it was at the brand's event venue, sometimes it was on the set of an audition, but more often it was on campus; she could always see Jiang Yan around her.
Bai Ai comforted her, "Why don't you just stay at school? It'll save you from seeing her and getting upset."
Qin Lan shouted, her beautiful eyes widening: "I refuse to believe this nonsense!"
She insisted on going, going every day, and then she ran into Jiang Yan every day.
Qin Lan gritted her teeth and persevered.
Jiang Yan gritted her teeth and went to work at 8 a.m. every day.
Sometimes, when Qin Lan didn't see Jiang Yan for a long time, she would feel quite strange and look for her in the crowd, only to suddenly make eye contact with Jiang Yan.
She never bowed her head, always staring proudly at the other person.
Despite being stared at like that, Jiang Yan remained calm and composed, her graceful figure swaying gently in her gaze.
Until one day, she accidentally met Jiang Yan in a narrow stairwell. The usually wide staircase suddenly became very narrow, and she felt she couldn't pass. But she didn't want to give way. Why should she give way first? Qin Lan's stubbornness kicked in, and she climbed straight up.
As a result, this annoying person blocked her way, and Jiang Yan wouldn't move aside.
"Make way," Qin Lan said irritably, too proud to even move aside.
The other person paused, and a gentle, pleasant voice sounded from above: "Student Qin, it seems we have some misunderstanding..."
Qin Lan felt aggrieved. Standing too low, she couldn't overpower Jiang Yan at all, not even to look her in the eye. Unwilling to tilt her head back, she slightly tilted it, a hint of mockery in her expression: "What misunderstanding could there be? Tell me."
Jiang Yan smiled shyly: "Actually, I don't care about that role, I'm more..."
Qin Lan was furious. "You don't care and you still steal it?" she thought. She tossed out an "Oh" and left, squeezing Jiang Yan's shoulder as they went upstairs. Jiang Yan heard a series of crisp heel clicks on the ground and instinctively reached out, somewhat bewildered: "Qin..."
They couldn't even catch a glimpse of it.
That noon, Yang Xingji said she wanted to get used to life on set as soon as possible and insisted on taking her to the cafeteria for boxed lunches. The two of them waited in line for ages and finally got the last bit of sweet and sour pork with pineapple. But as soon as she opened her mouth, she heard a voice next to her say, "Another serving of sweet and sour pork with pineapple, please."
The spoons of the two cafeteria ladies collided with each other in a sudden movement.
When she looked up, there was a row of people between her and Jiang Yan, but they were fixated on her sweet and sour pork with pineapple.
Qin Lan was furious: "Why are you everywhere?!"
Jiang Yan smiled gently, but she was actually teasing her: "What should we do then? It seems like I was the one who told you a little earlier."
"Qin Lan, Qin Lan." Yang Xingji tugged at her.
Qin Lan was already annoyed by her appearance, and her anger flared even more when she heard her speak: "You like to steal things, don't you—"
"Qin Lan, Qin Lan," Yang Xingji kept tugging at her.
Qin Lan shrugged her elbow irritably: "What do you want? Can't you see I'm arguing with someone?"
"Why don't you at least take a look!" Yang Xingji forcefully turned her head back to normal: "Look!"
Qin Lan was forced to turn her head to face the cafeteria stalls.
Her cafeteria aunt and Jiang Yan's cafeteria aunt got into a fight.
Qin Lan's aunt roared, "You love fighting for food so much, have you never seen food before?!"
Jiang Yan's aunt yelled, "Steal! Steal! Steal my food last time!"
"Here's your food back! Let me tell you, this is public food!"
"First come, first served! My students called for lunch earlier than yours!"
"Let me tell you, I've disliked you for a long time!"
"You old hag, what do you think you are?"
The two aunts were fighting, and when they were finally separated, Qin Lan's aunt shakily picked up her rice spoon, which contained the last spoonful of golden sweet and sour pork with pineapple: "Get a boxed lunch...choose the aunt."
Qin Lan stared in disbelief, while Jiang Yan parted her lips slightly.
Qin Lan turned her head and rolled her eyes again. See? Jiang Yan is always so pretentious.
Jiang Yan smiled at Qin Lan and mouthed: This is for you.
"It was mine to begin with!" Qin Lan stormed off in a huff, neither taking the food nor paying the bill, prompting her aunt to frantically call out, "Girl! Girl! Don't you want your food?"
Qin Lan roared in fury: "You're the one begging! Your whole family begs for food!"
Yang Xingji was watching with great interest. At this moment, he was so anxious that he kept taking out his meal card from his bag. Four, five, six, seven or eight senior students and junior students had already squeezed over to pay for Qin Lan's meal. But a card flew over and was stuck on the machine in front of everyone.
Beep—Settlement complete.
The aunt picked up the meal card, turned it over, and read the name: "Jiang Yan? Who is Jiang Yan?"
Jiang Yan walked over, smiling as she took the meal card and the food Qin Lan didn't want: "I'll just eat this."
Everyone: "Pass it on, Jiang Yan is eating the food Qin Lan doesn't want."
"Pass down the word: Jiang Yan will eat Qin Lan's leftovers."
"Pass it on, Qin Lan, give the leftovers to Jiang Yan."
"Pass down the word: Qin Lan is forcing Jiang Yan to eat his own leftovers."
"Pass it down: Qin Lan insulted Jiang Yan's entire family, calling them beggars, and even forced Jiang Yan to eat his own leftovers."
Bai Ai numbly removed the trending topic, saying, "This is the most absurd trending topic you two have ever been on."
"You'll see even more absurd things in the future." Qin Lan lay sprawled on the sofa, her messy curly hair covering one eye. "I'm starting to believe in superstition now. It really is that bizarre. Jiang Yan is definitely my destined nemesis."
Bai Ai started to consider things from a metaphysical perspective: "Should I have someone look at your destiny? Or do some exorcism or something?"
“Come on, let’s find a master,” Qin Lan said. “I feel like I’m being entangled by a sinister aura.”
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