Zheng Yuan's slap not only stunned Zhou Linna, but also terrified Ji Cheng and the others.
Before they could even start fighting, the girls started fighting amongst themselves.
Luo Qianqian helped Gu Weiwei up. "Let's go, it's getting late."
"I'd love to see them fight it out," Ji Cheng said, somewhat reluctant to miss out on the spectacle.
Zheng Yuan's slap was more satisfying to watch than if she had slapped Zhou Linna herself.
However, she deserved it. Zheng Yuan accepted the competition because of her, and after being injured and lying on the stage for so long, Zhou Linna didn't care at all. No wonder she was beaten up.
Ji Cheng and Luo Qianqian escorted Gu Weiwei to change her clothes and stood outside the curtain asking.
"Weiwei, did you already know that you would definitely beat Zheng Yuan?"
"No, I just knew I could beat her." Gu Weiwei changed her clothes and pulled back the curtain. "Given Zheng Yuan's competitive spirit, she'll definitely want to beat me in the final whip turn, so it's inevitable that she'll get injured. If she sprains her ankle, her chances of becoming the troupe's principal dancer are definitely over."
Even her studies with the Royal Ballet in England had to be reassigned—an opportunity she had waited five years for.
She caused Mu Weiwei to get injured back then, losing her chance to join the Imperial Ballet Troupe. Now, of course, she has to pay back double.
"In that case, even if they win in terms of votes, they have actually lost," Luo Qianqian said with a sudden realization.
Tonight, she not only lost in terms of ability but also in terms of votes, suffering a complete defeat.
“But if she wins the vote, won’t you still have to work as Zhou Linna’s assistant for a month?” Ji Cheng said.
Gu Weiwei smiled mysteriously, "Because I still have leverage to make her obey."
She has Zhou Meiqin's photo. With just one text message to Zhou Meiqin, she can make Zhou Linna obey.
However, she didn't expect that Fu Shiyi would suddenly get involved.
The three packed their things and left the school, watching in the distance as an ambulance carried Zheng Yuan away.
Ji Cheng and Luo Qianqian helped Gu Weiwei to the roadside and said with concern, "Let's take you home. Your feet are all swollen."
"No need, I'll just take a taxi, I'll be there in no time," Gu Weiwei politely declined the offer.
Fu Hanzheng called this afternoon; he might already be back at his apartment.
If they send her back, she'll have a hard time explaining herself if they see her living with Fu Hanzheng.
Seeing that she insisted, Luo Qianqian stopped a car for her and helped her into the car.
"I'll ask for leave for you tomorrow, so you can rest at home for a day."
Gu Weiwei leaned back wearily in her seat. When the car arrived near Jinxiu Apartment, she went to a pharmacy and bought some medicine to reduce swelling. She then walked a difficult distance back to her apartment.
As soon as she got downstairs, she saw Fu Hanzheng come out and asked her in a deep voice.
“Why didn’t you answer the phone?”
Gu Weiwei paused for two seconds, "It's muted, I didn't hear it."
Fu Hanzheng reached out to help her, but she took two steps to the side. The next second, he was caught by a long arm and picked up.
Although she wasn't short for a girl, she looked far too petite and delicate next to Fu Hanzheng, who was 1.9 meters tall.
Once inside the elevator, she reached out and pressed the floor button while in his arms, saying...
"Weren't you going out?"
Fu Hanzheng's expression was cold and stern. "I'll pick you up."
"……Thanks."
It's such a sin to trouble the CEO to personally come and pick her up.
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