Chapter 322: The slap in the face came so quickly

Seeing Mo Zhenzhen's gloating look, Xia Qingqing just felt that this person was extremely annoying. He took Mo Ya's hand, ignored her, and walked straight inside.

Mo Zhenzhen, however, still stood in front of the two of them, with an even more mocking look on her face, and said unyieldingly:

"Oh, I told you that you didn't get selected, but you still don't give up? You have to humiliate yourself!"

Xia Qingqing was too lazy to talk to her, and didn't ask her to move aside, so she just bumped into her. Mo Zhenzhen's shoulder was hurt, and she immediately scolded her in dissatisfaction:

"Xia Qingqing, did you do this on purpose? Apologize to me now!"

"A good dog knows not to block the way, but you insisted on getting close to people. Who else would you bump into?" A voice suddenly came from behind, and a moment later, Xia Guyu came over, took Xia Qingqing's arm, and looked at Mo Zhenzhen with disgust.

Mo Zhenzhen has always been used to being superior, so she couldn't stand such ridicule. She immediately glared at Xia Guyu and questioned,

"You actually call people dogs as soon as you open your mouth. Haha, you big reporter from North City are really well-educated!"

Hearing Mo Zhenzhen using her profession to humiliate people, Xia Qingliu next to her hurriedly denied it for Xia Guyu,

"Guyu didn't call you a dog!" At this point she curled her lips and continued,

"I just said that a good dog doesn't block the road. Although you blocked the road, you are not a good dog, right?"

This was said very carefully. At first glance, it sounded like an explanation, but if you think about it carefully, isn't this scolding Mo Zhenzhen for not even being a "good dog"?

Xia Guyu and Mo Ya, who were standing next to Xia Qingxi, burst out laughing at the same time. Several people nearby who heard the conversation between the two could not help but laugh as well.

For a moment, the arrogant Mo Zhenzhen became a big joke. Facing the "mixed doubles" of Xia Qingxi and Xia Guyu, Mo Zhenzhen was completely unable to cope and had to direct her spearhead at Mo Ya who thought she was easy to bully:

"Mo Daya, what are you laughing at? You lost the election, and you still have the nerve to laugh. Ha, should I praise you for being so self-aware? Or laugh at you for having no self-esteem?"

Just now, it was Qingxi and Guyu who had been speaking for her. Mo Ya knew that she couldn't stop now, because otherwise, her second sister would only look down on her even more and humiliate her even more unscrupulously, and it would also make Qingxi and Guyu, who helped her stand up, lose face.

Mo Ya came up from behind Xia Qingxi and looked at Mo Zhenzhen. She asked in a low voice but very firmly:

"Zhenzhen, didn't you lose the election? You don't feel ashamed, so why can't I laugh?"

"Good job, Daya!" Xia Guyu immediately started to applaud. She was really surprised and happy about her friend's change.

Mo Zhenzhen didn't expect that her "big sister" who always accepted everything would dare to refute her in public. She was stunned for a while and didn't come back to her senses for a long time.

Xia Qingxi, who was standing by, ignored the rude Mo Zhenzhen and looked at the red list posted on the bulletin board. Suddenly, her eyes were fixed on the third name in the last row. After a moment, a smile appeared on her face. She immediately grabbed Mo Ya's arm and said happily,

"You've been selected, you've been selected, Mo Ya."

Because she had no dance skills, Mo Ya didn't have much hope of joining the art troupe, so she didn't look at the list first, but fought back against Mo Zhenzhen with Xia Guyu. Now, when she heard Xia Qingxi say that she was selected, she immediately turned around and looked at the red list seriously. Sure

enough, she saw the words "Mo Ya" in the last row!

"Ah..." Because she was so excited, Mo Ya shouted out loud for the first time, her voice full of joy:

"Qingxi, I was really selected!" As she spoke, she unconsciously grabbed Xia Qingxi's arm with both hands.

Mo Zhenzhen, who was standing aside, was stunned for a moment! How could it be possible? How could Mo Daya be selected! She had clearly looked twice, and there was no name "Mo Daya" at all.

Xia Guyu, who was standing aside, was also a little confused, because she did not see Daya's name on the red list.

After cheering for a while, Xia Qingxi and Mo Ya finally calmed down a little. Pointing to the name 'Mo Ya' on the red list, they said to Xia Guyu who was puzzled beside them:

"Look here, Daya changed her name. She is now Mo Ya."

Xia Guyu looked at the name on the list and listened to Xia Qingxi's explanation. He immediately understood. He stepped forward and held Mo Ya's hand, sincerely happy for her:

"Daya, oh no, Moya, congratulations, you are so great!"

"Thank you." Mo Ya's face was filled with a brilliant smile. She looked at the name on the red list again. She still couldn't believe it.

Mo Zhenzhen listened to the conversation between the three people and looked over. When she saw the two words "Mo Ya" on the red list, she was still a little dazed. She could not connect this elegant and beautiful name with Mo Daya at all. She could not help but say out loud:

"How is it possible! How could you be selected!"

"What? Comrade Mo is not a teacher now, so you don't even recognize the characters?" Xia Qingli looked at Mo Zhenzhen who had an incredible look on her face, and asked deliberately, not giving her any face at all.

"Yes." Xia Guyu on the side also hurriedly stepped forward, pointed at Mo Ya's name, and deliberately provoked Mo Zhenzhen:

"See, these two words are pronounced Mo-Ya."

At this time, Mo Zhenzhen finally came back to her senses from her doubts and shock. Her face became visibly angry, and she shouted:

"On what basis, on what basis can someone like her enter the art troupe? It's unfair, it's unfair! She must have used a backdoor!"

After hearing her words, Xia Qingqing on the side frowned slightly. She knew the horror of public opinion and could not let Mo Ya bear such a bad reputation before she even entered the art troupe. Seeing that everyone had begun to look at Mo Ya with inquiring eyes, she immediately stood up and looked at Mo Zhenzhen and asked:

"The art troupe recruits people openly, how can it be unfair? You didn't get selected because you didn't learn the art well, so you come to question the art troupe. According to you, the people on the list may have been selected through backdoors?"

This was said very cleverly, and immediately pulled everyone on the red list into one camp. If the matter did not involve them, everyone might just watch it as a fun, but once it touched their own interests, they would naturally not stand idly by.

Sure enough, after hearing Xia Qingxiang's words, someone immediately stood up and began to refute Mo Zhenzhen.

"Comrade, what do you mean? Are you saying that those of us who were elected may have used backdoors?"

"Yes, you said that they used backdoors. Do you have evidence? If you have evidence, show it to everyone. If you don't have evidence, and you just make irresponsible remarks and slander others, they can sue you." "

This is the military, and you use backdoors? Do you think the military discipline is just for show?"

At this time, Xia Guyu on the side also stood up and called Mo Zhenzhen's name directly:

"Mo Zhenzhen, you are too confident. You didn't look for the reason in yourself when you were not selected, but slandered others. What's the matter? Do you think that everyone in the world should revolve around you?"

Mo Zhenzhen became the target of everyone's criticism. In the past, everyone was polite to her on the surface because she was a teacher. Now, people here either don't know her or think she has a bad character. Who would still be concerned about her?

Mo Zhenzhen, who was surrounded by people, wanted to defend herself. She opened her mouth, but couldn't find any words. She could only stand there angry and embarrassed. It was the first time she felt so embarrassed.